JUNGKOOK P.O.V.
"Jungkook-ah?" Namjoon breathed and the younger shrunk into himself, his eyes glued onto the six males who were staring at him with a mixture of concern and regret, although the regret was mostly Namjoon. "Little one?" the house leader spoke again, taking a small step closer to the younger's shaking frame, worriedly taking in how the younger's eyes were glazed over and seemingly not focused on anything.
The leader sighed and looked over at Seokjin, his eyes practically pleading with the elder to help try and get the younger to respond, or at least try and get him out of the haze the male seemed to be in currently.
Seokjin nodded slightly before walking forward and stepping a little ways from the younger, a gentle smile spreading across his plump lips. "Jungkook, baby. I need you to focus on my voice, okay? Come back to me," the elder murmured gently, holding back the urge to hold the younger in fear of causing him to panic even further.
Jungkook greedily took in the calming words, trying to focus solely on the calming voice he could hear but it was proving difficult as more and more violent thoughts swarmed into his mind, all of them being scenarios of his hyungs sprouting nasty words and forcing him to leave their established relationship and maybe, just maybe, they would be better off without him ruining what they had built together.
"Little one, follow my voice. I'm right here, okay? I'll be here to catch you, you'll be okay. Just come back to us," the soothing voice came again and he immediately latched onto it, pushing his way through the overwhelming thoughts and back into reality, tuning the hurtful words out as he let out a quiet whimper and blearily blinked his eyes, everything coming back into focus.
The younger's doe brown eyes flickered around before they finally landed on Seokjin, the elder smiling encouragingly although it did nothing to calm the anxiety the younger felt growing around him, it almost felt like he was suffocating as the minutes rolled by. "Baby, you're okay, I promise." the elder started and the younger frowned slightly, remembering the argument that had happened minutes prior. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to impose on your relationship with each other." he started with a shaky voice, wincing at his stutter. "I wouldn't have let Taehyung-ssi kiss me if I knew I wasn't apart of this relationship, I'm truly sorry." he spoke more confidently, his body bending down into a bow.
Seokjin shared a look with the rest of the members before gently shaking his head and taking a few more steps towards the younger, closing the space as his hand came to hesitantly rest on the younger males arm. "Oh baby, Namjoon-ah didn't mean it like that. You're apart of this relationship as much as we are," the elder paused for a moment, not wanting to say anything that could make the situation any worse. "There's more to this relationship than what we've been showing, especially since you joined. We're all just worried that you aren't ready for that yet, we don't want to make you uncomfortable."
Jungkook felt his eyebrows furrow at the elders words, not fully understanding them. "What do you mean?" he asked softly, brushing his hurt aside in hopes of getting an explanation. The elder took a deep breath before launching into an explanation, the exact same one he had given to Taehyung once he felt like the younger was ready for that type of relationship and bond.
"We all have roles in this relationship, they mostly come into act in the bedroom and when we're in private, like the dorms. But they can sometimes come into play while we're in public as well, not as much though." the younger listened intently, trying to figure how this information explained the argument he had overheard. "There's only three roles; submissive, dominant, or a switch which is both roles combined into one. It's all power play, really. We all have a headspace for these type of roles and it's completely up to you when and if you want to go into it."
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