Little | Taekook

Eight

Taehyung sighed as he pulled up the hood of his jacket, and pulled up the zipper, preparing to go into the cold and heavy rain. This was unexpected rain, which made it even worse.

He made sure to hide his phone in his jacket pocket before quickly opening the front doors of his work, and blinking away rain as he ran to his car. He could instantly feel his entire jacket get completely soaked. Fun.

He hit a button on his keys to unlock his car, and opened the drivers side door before practically jumping in. "Jesus." He breathed out, looking down at his jeans that were a darker shade of blue. He twisted the keys of his car, and instantly went to turn on the heat. It was freezing rain.

He wanted to go to the art supplies shop to get a new canvas to paint, but he really didn't want to go out in the rain again if he didn't have to.

With that thought, Taehyung took out his phone, and checked the weather for the next 3 days.

All 98% chance rain. Possibly a thunderstorm tomorrow.

"I'll just get it today." He thought out loud, and turned off his phone before clicking his seat belt across his chest, switching the gear from parked to drive, and turned out of his workplace.

-10 minutes later-

Taehyung pulled up his hood for the second time, and turned his car off before dashing out into the heavy rain again, and running for the art supplies store.

His heart skipped a beat at blood on the concrete sidewalk, and the rain had created a watery trail of it. He followed the stream of blood, and saw it was coming from an alleyway between the art supplies shop and the restaurant next door that always made the shop smell good. 'Someone could be hurt'.

Now ignoring the rain that was making him cold, he ran into the short alleyway that led to nowhere, and was shocked to see a man cradling himself against the brick wall of the art supplies shop. The trail of blood was thicker around him, implying that the man was bleeding. Somewhere.

"Hey, are you alright?" He asked, placing a hand on the man's shoulder as he crouched down to get level with him. His eyes widened at the shock.

It was the little from the grocery store.

The little looked absolutely horrified at the sight of Taehyung, and it was clear he had been crying from his bloodshot eyes. "Are you okay?" Taehyung repeated, looking the younger male up and down. The little flinched at the contact when Taehyung pulled up the bottom of his uncomfortable jeans, and whimpered loudly at the pain. "What happened?" Taehyung asked, seeing the younger's ankles bleeding a bit. But the little only started to cry again, and hid his face in his knees, saying nothing.

Taehyung looked around for anyone, but there was no one near by. I mean, who would want to go out in this sort of weather?

Without thinking very well, Taehyung slid his arms between the younger's knees and underneath of his thighs, and placed his left arm around his upper back before lifting him up from the cold ground. And that's when Taehyung saw the little's purplish fingertips.

He must be getting hyperthermia.

The little was gasping every second for air, but Taehyung wasn't sure why. He quickly ran back to his car though, and managed to open the passenger door. He gently placed the younger in the seat, and closed the door before running back to the drivers side. He got in, and closed his door. "Hey, what happened?" He repeated, turning on the light on the roof of the car as he looked for the nearest hospital's number. "Hurts." Was all the little said, choking on his cries and gasping for air. "What does, bub?" He asked, finally finding the number.

The number for Domestic Violence was also a side note in the back of Taehyung's head.

The little slid up his shirt, trying not to get mud or anything in the strangers car, and pulled up his shirt enough for Taehyung to see the huge amount of bruising around his chest.

Taehyung instantly called the closest hospital's ER, and turned the car on to go there.

He knew what a broken rib looked like, and he also knew that they could be life-threatening if not looked at by a doctor.

"Okay, bub, we're gonna go to the hospital, okay? There's people there that are gonna help you, I promise." Taehyung told him. He cursed internally when his phone died in the middle of dialing the hospital, and threw it on his dash board angrily. The male in the passenger seat jumped at the loud noise, and managed to cuddle himself against the window through the pain that made him want to pass out.

In just a few minutes, Taehyung was back out in the rain, getting the younger out of his car to carry him into the ER. The younger's entire body was shaking and trembling with fear and cold, and he could barely see through his eyes that were hooded with exhaustion and pain.

Taehyung ran into the Emergency Room, and went up to the front desk. "I found him on the streets, one or two of his ribs are broken and he has cuts on his ankles, I need you to check him out now- I have insurance I'll pay for it, just please- and I think he's getting hyperthermia because his fingers are purple." Taehyung ranted at the nurse, and a few doctors came out in a few seconds. The little had no idea what was going on when he was placed down onto a soft surface, and realized the comfort of the stranger was gone. He quickly sat up to look for him, but he cried out when a doctor touched around his chest.

He realized he was at a hospital.

"Sir can you breathe?" The doctor questioned, feeling pieces of the males broke rib scattered around inside his chest. The broken rib had broken into multiple pieces.

Whatever he did to break his rib must've been rough.

The little made eye-contact with Taehyung, and reached out for him since he was the only person he knew in the entire room. "Hey, bud, I need you to be big for-" "Nwo." Jungkook told him with a weak voice. "I know you don't want to, and I know you're scared, but I need you to be big for just a minute, for me." Taehyung told him, holding the younger's hands assuringly while he inhaled sharply. "N-nwo~" The younger whined, shaking his head through the pain.

"His rib is broken in multiple places, he's going to need surgery." One of the doctors announced.

At the last word, Taehyung knew the little had slipped out of a young headspace, and to a more older one.

"Hey there- I'm Taehyung. You're at Seoul National Hospital, and you need surgery for your broken rib; it's broken in multiple pieces. But don't worry- I will pay for everything, I have insurance, don't worry about the cost. They just need your consent for the surgery." Taehyung quickly explained. The unknown male looked around clueless, as if he's never been in a hospital before. He looked up into Taehyung's eyes with pure fear, and wasn't sure what to do.

He looked like he was going to pass out.

"I know you don't know me, but I promise you that you will be okay. You're safe here, and these people are gonna make sure of that." Taehyung assured him, gently rubbing his thumb across the younger's soft hands.

They felt as smooth as a child's skin.

"Okay?" He added, looking into the younger's eyes. Out of nowhere, Jungkook coughed up blood all over himself, jerking his hands away from Taehyung's.

"I-...n-never been to- h-hospital before." Jungkook managed to choke out, trying to calm down his heart rate. "Sir how old are you?" A nurse asked. "23." The younger told her, but soon coughing up more blood. "They need your-" "Yes." Jungkook interrupted Taehyung, hoping he wouldn't wake up after the surgery so he wouldn't have to suffer anymore.

Almost instantly the two were ripped apart, and the younger slipped back into a 4 year old mindset, panicking as he was taken into a new hallway, looking around frantically to try and comprehend what was happening.