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4

"Yoon!" Some boy shouted and charged into the room after slamming the door open. Jimin jumped and looked up at the boy with dark long hair and looked down at his wrist as Jin stared up too as the boy latched himself onto Yoongi knocking him back onto the desk.

"Oh my god don't scare us like that" another man said walking in and pushing his hair off of his forehead and walking in leaning against Yoongi and the other boy.

"Come on Kook you can let go I'm fine" Yoongi said patting the boys back. "Hobi please" he said and the new guy plucked the boy off him and took him in his arms instead petting his head soothingly.

"Ok Jin put his wrist back into place and then we can go home" he said walking up to Jimin biting the edge of his thumb. Jimin shook his head holding his wrist close to his body and hiding it away from Jin.

"You're coming back early?" Hoseok asked curiously as a small smile brightened his face. He didn't think Yoongi would be home all weekend.

"Yeah, we are taking him too. He got roughed up by my guys" he said shrugging "and we can't let him go exactly"

Jimin felt his heart drop into his stomach as he started to get so anxious again he was having trouble catching his breath. He cried out in pain when Jin grabbed his wrist and suddenly yanked it as hard as he could and popped it back into place. Jimin cried out big ugly gasps as he fell onto his side clutching his throbbing wrist.

"Give him some fentanyl and let's get home" Yoongi said grabbing his bag and looking at Jin who sighed in annoyance and looked at the crying boy who looked much like a baby. He bent down and scooped the crying boy up into his arms and followed everyone down to the cars.

Jimin soon found out that Jin was much softer and gentler than Yoongi when carrying him. He almost had fallen asleep by the time they got to the car.

"Where are we going to put him?" Jungkook asked seated on Yoongi's lap in the backseat. "The basement" he said without hesitation as Jimin who had calmed down in Jins lap flinched before trying to make himself smaller.

"You're scaring him" Hoseok said from the drivers seat as he pulled out of the parking garage. "He'll be fine" Yoongi said "also Kook when we get back I need you to get him some new clothes and have the maids clean the car. He pissed himself"

"Ew what the fuck and you had me carry him?" Jin shouted from up above Jimin looking back at Yoongi with horror in his eyes. Jungkook bursted out laughing at the elder leaning his head back on Yoongi's shoulder.

Yoongi shrugged only causing Jungkook to laugh more. Jimin felt a fresh set of tears cascade down his face in embarrassment. He clasped his hands tightly in his lap not wanting to be here. Just imagining that if he wasn't so clumsy he wouldn't be here.

"Guys leave him alone" Hoseok said sternly as he drove silencing the bickering eldest and youngest. Jimin reached up with the back of his hand and wiped under his eye and sniffled.

"We're here" Hoseok said as he turned the car off. Once again someone grabbed him and took him inside tossing him into a bathtub. He was sprayed down with cold water and stripped before new clothes were put on him. He didn't even open his eyes to see who was doing this. If he couldn't see perhaps it wasn't true.

A boy appeared after the maids were gone and stared down at Jimin before grabbing him by the back of his shirt collar and walking him like a puppy down the stairs to a living room space where the bunch of boys were. "Clean baby boy" he said letting go of his shirt.

Jimin trembled under the weight of everyone's gaze. "Good now take him to the basement for now" Yoongi said dismissively as he firmly wrapped his hands around the new boys waist.

A newer taller guy walked towards him "hello I'm Namjoon and what might your name be?" He asked kindly. Jimin hugged his elbows "Jimin" he mumbled softly.

"Well Jimin lets get going to the basement" he said reaching down and gently lifting him up from under his armpits and sitting him down on his feet. "Joon be careful of his wrist I just put it back in place" Jin said watching Namjoon hold his upper arm firmly and pulling him towards a room.

"No no no please" Jimin said starting to dig his heels in not wanting to go down there alone. "Come on I don't want to have to make you" Namjoon said yanking him more dragging him a bit.

"No no please don't I won't tell anymore please just let me go home" he said shaking his head as a fresh set of tears fell down his face as he slid down to his bottom still pulling against Namjoon who suddenly picked him up and held him over his shoulder. Jimin let out a startled scream as he was taken downstairs and set ever so gently on a soft bed.

"Calm down" Namjoon said softly shutting the door with him inside as he bustled around getting new clothes and a warm rag. He gently tilted his face upwards and wiped his face clean with the soft rag.

"I can't believe Yoons men could beat up such a pretty face" he sighed softly thumbing over a particularly nasty cut on his lip. "I accidentally spilled my drink on them and I said I was sorry but they didn't care" he mumbled softly as Namjoon helped him slip out of his shirt and put another oversized shirt on.

"They're idiots" Namjoon mumbled "kick your pants off so I can clean them" he said tossing the clothes outside of the room.

Namjoon was walking towards the door when he stopped him by grabbing his wrist "please don't leave me down here I'm scared" he shakily murmured. He was truly petrified of being down in the basement all alone. "The others scare me"

Namjoon sighed softly "and you think I'm not scary?" he asked softly standing in front of the door. Jimin shook his head slowly and held his arms in.

"I've killed more men than I can count little one. Just because I've shown you kindness doesn't mean I'm less scary than the others" he said patting his head.

"Lay down in bed and I'll stay until you fall asleep though" he said pointing to the bed. Jimin slid his feet under the covers and stared at Namjoon for a moment before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. He heard soft humming he thought but was too tired to find out the source.