It hurts me to love you...

Jealousy comes in different ways (part 2)

Jimin's POV

Back in the appartment/house, upstairs

When Jungkook stormed in, all mad and angered, I didn't know how to react. Had he heard? Had he misunderstood?

By the looks of it, my answer leaned towards a yes.

Before anyone could say anything or do anything, he looked down a little, seeing my hands intertwined with Yoongi-hyung's, I wanted to pull my hands away from his when I felt Jungkook's gaze burn into them, but Yoongi-hyung didn't let me, he squeezed them tighter into his hold, I turned around to tell him to let me go, but before I could Jungkook spoke up.

I don't know why I was surprised by his words...it wasn't anything new, was it? To him I would always be a dirty who-
Just when my eyes started watering again, I heard a sickly crunch while watching Jungkook's body fall down on the floor, my gaze unclear cause of my tears, but I looked up in shock at Tae.

Tae...my sweet Tae...had punched Kookie straight in the face. I didn't know how to feel, on one side I wanted to punch him too for hurting Jungkook like this, but on the other hand I knew that he didn't mean to so it, at least not that hard. His punch had probably broken Kookie's nose or at least badly bruised the cartilage cause it started swelling quickly and he bleed quite profusely.

Yoongi-hyung went to check up on Jungkook, who had passed out cold, while I slowly went up to Tae, taking his face in my hands.

He had tears running down his cheeks, right hand trembling, curled in a loose fist with a pink fluid smeared over his knuckles. He looked lost and almost deranged in that short moment.

I stroked his cheeks, feeling my own tears falling down, cursing myself for being this sensitive, but when he tried to say something, his voice cracking, had me almost break completely.

Just what was happening to all of us? How did we fall apart like this?

All of these thoughts rushed through my mind when I hugged him to my chest and tried to calm him down.

After a while it worked, he stopped sobbing and asked with a broken voice if Kook was fine, the latter just grunted in response.

When I turned around to check on him, he looked kinda dazed, face covered in blood and nose turning slowly purple.

He looked bad to be honest. But I didn't have too much time to think, so I went into my bathroom, filled an empty plastic bottle with cold water, took the emergency kit with me and returned.

Jungkook, still dazed didn't even react to me slowly cleaning his face, while the other two just watched, Taehyung awkwardly standing in the doorway, shuffling about and sniffling occasionally, while Yoongi just seemed to stay calm, but I knew that was a rude by the way he looked paler than usual and the way he was discretely biting the inside of his right cheek.

I seemed to zone out, cleaning Jungkook's face while making shushing sounds and taking a look at the damage. I touched his nose bridge lightly and he screamed, pulling his head back violently, almost bashing it on the bed frame. Shit, this looked worse than I thought.
It looked to be broken or fractured at best.
I sighed, I didn't expect Tae to have such a strong right hook.

Sighing again I turned around and instructed them to go down and get the car ready, Jungkook had to be brought to the ER, asap. Because all our feelings aside, his face, like all of the rest of us, was his selling point, so him being battered wasn't going to do him any good.