B R E A K - Jikook

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Me, yoongi, and Jungkook sat together on the couch. Jungkook held my hand tightly to reassure me, but I already knew what was going to happen. No amount of reassurance would stop it.

"So... I know this is pretty awkward but, last time this happens you needed stitches and... I just want to make sure that like, you don't" yoongi said, he looked away a bit. Yoongi was never really good with these types of conversations, but I could tell he was really trying. Even so, I knew what lied beneath my sleeves, and I was still not very comfortable letting others see.

"If your more comfortable, you can just show me if you want?" Jungkook said softly. I didn't want to offend yoongi by not letting him see, but I really really didn't want him too. Hesitantly, I nodded. Yoongi stood up and gave me a reassuring smile.

"That's fine! I'll go wait in the kitchen, just call me whenever you done" he said. I nodded and he walked away. Jungkook turned his attention on to me, and I swallowed. I really, really didn't want to go to the hospital again, but I knew he would make me as soon as he saw what I'd done.

Jk pov

jimin was very hesitant to show me, but I knew he would be. I knew it wasn't easy for him but I wouldn't be able to feel ok until I knew he was. worst-case scenarios kept running through my mind as I stared down on his thighs, attempting to prepare myself for what I would be seeing. jimin sucked in a deep breath.

"it's not there..." he said softly. I tilted my head in confusion. it took me a few seconds to understand, but when I saw jimin playing with the hems of his sleeves I knew.

"oh.. baby... why? why did you..."

"because I already have scars all over, why does it matter if they're on my thighs or my arms..." he said. he lowered his head and I could hear him sniffle. I felt my heart crack as soon as he said that and I wrapped my arms tightly around him.

"don't say that!" I said. I kissed the top of his head. "your beautiful no matter how many scars you have. I won't judge you, so please let me see how bad it is..." I said I felt my shirt starting to feel a bit wet. he was crying...

"but if you see then..." he said, I slowly pulled back to look him in the eyes. "then you'll take me back..."

"back where?" I asked, biting my lip. I really really hoped he didn't mean that, but I knew he did. he just needed to say it.

"the... hospital..." he said. I sighed.

"jimin? please let me see if its that bad you can't just leave it. you don't have to be admitted this time, I know you don't want that. but if it needs stitches... I need to know" I said. jimin kept pulling at his sleeves, his hands trembling. I gently placed my hand on top of his and looked at him reassuringly. "please?" he nodded.

I held his arm up and slowly pulled up his sleeve, holding my breath as I anxiously waited to see the cuts. I gasped. they were deep... so, so deep. I looked up at jimin with extreme worry. he was looking away, softly crying. I pulled his sleeve back down and dropped his arm.

"yoongi!" I yelled. I heard footsteps from down the hall as yoongi came back into the room, he froze when he saw the scene in front of him.

"What happened?" he asked worriedly. "is it bad?" slowly, I nodded.

"I think we need to go back to the hospital" I replied, yoongi bit his lip. I saw his hands turn into fists. jimin curled up into a ball, hugging himself as he cried. I wrapped my hand around his back. " jimin, please. you need to get stitches."

"ugh, we don't have time to get a manager," yoongi said, staring at his phone. "I'll drive, get him in the car as soon as possible" yoongi said, stomping out the door. I rubbed Jimin's back in an attempt to calm his trembles and sobs.

"jimin, I promise, it's going to be ok. I'll be with you the whole time. I'll hold your hand. I'm not letting you leave my sight again" I said. I helped him to sit up and he vigorously wiped his eyes. I placed my hand on his cheek and gently kissed him. his lips were salty from the tears... "come on, we should really get going.." I said. Jimmie nodded and stood up, his head still facing the floor. I held his hand tightly as we walked out to the car.

"ok, let's go already," yoongi said. as soon as all of our seatbelts were on, he started driving.