Little Peach *Completed*

Chapter 19

Jungkook's POV

Hoseok and I have been looking at each other panicked and concerned since we heard Grace's piercing scream. We'd both gone to see what the hell was happening, but Jin had instructed us both to wait downstairs.

"Hyung what's happening?" I whisper, scared of being too loud incase we missed something.

"I don't know, just try and stay calm." He mutters. His own eyes betray him, the panic and worry in them crystal clear.

Suddenly Namjoon shuffles in followed by Yoongi looking sympathetic.

"Hyung what's going on?" I press as I look at Namjoon. He looks like shit. All the colour has drained from his face, tears staining his cheeks, eyes glazed over.

"I don't know." Yoongi shrugs eyes wide, shaking his head slightly, guiding Namjoon to the space next to me on the sofa.

Hoseok gets up from his seat and heads to the door, "I'll make some tea." He says before going to the kitchen.

"Is Grace ok?" Namjoon finally whispers.

"I don't know Hyung, I haven't seen her, but I can't hear her anymore." I say trying to reassure him, though it's hard when I haven't a clue what's going on.

"Can you go and see?" He turns his head to me, his eyes pleading.

"Ok, I'll go and check on her." I agree, worried about what I'm about to walk in to.

I head up the stairs and knock lightly on Grace's door. I step back waiting for an answer, Jin cracks the door and looks at me questioningly.

"Hyung, Namjoon..." I start but he cuts me off by stepping out of the room and closing the door quietly behind him.

"Look, you just need to go and tell him she's fine, we're handling it." Jin says firmly, but I can see the worry in his face.

"What happened?" I ask again, hoping this time I might get an answer, but he just shrugs in reply.

"Only Namjoon and Grace have the answer to that at the moment." He says before turning and going back into the room.

Namjoon's POV

I hear someone coming into the room, my eyes darting to look at them, my heart sinking a little when I see it's Jungkook.

"Grace?" I manage to croak.

"Jin said to tell you she's fine and they're handling it." He shrugs sitting back in the seat next to me.

"I fucked up..." I say out loud.

"What do you mean?! Tell us what happened Hyung!" Jungkook snaps in frustration.

"I told her I saw the scars when I helped her clean up yesterday...I said it wasn't normal...and then she just said I thought she was disgusting...she froze and zoned out, and then I shook her and she just started screaming..." I garble, the words coming out quickly like vomit.

"But she's not disgusting? Why would she think that?" Hoseok's voice asks as he sets a mug of tea down next to me.

"Why do you think? Who do you think has made her think she is?" Yoongi spits, his face filled with hatred.

"Him..." Jungkook whispers looking down.

Grace's POV

I'm sat pressed into the corner of the room, my arms clinging to Pingy in search of comfort. I focus on slowing my breathing, breathing in deeply, holding for 5 and breathing out for 5. Eventually my chest isn't tight anymore and I feel my body relaxing a little.

"Grace, what happened sweet girl?" Jimin asks softly. I finally find the courage to look at him, his eyes looking back at me filled with concern.

"I'm disgusting..." I manage to whisper, tears filling my eyes again.

"No, no you're not, don't say that." Comes Tae's pained voice.

"Namjoon saw my scars, the ones Master gave me, they made him angry." I continue, gripping tighter onto the stuffy in my arms.

"Sweetheart, he's not angry with you or that you have scars, it's how you got them...none of use like the thought of someone hurting you like that." Tae explains gently, now kneeling next to Jimin in front of me.

"He said it's not normal..." I start.

"Grace, he didn't mean it like that. What you've been through isn't normal, and there's no other way to put it, but that doesn't mean we think that you aren't normal." Jin says cutting me off, joining the others in front of me looking at me warmly.

I try to process the words that they're saying. Namjoon wasn't angry with the fact I had scars, but how I had got them...

"I'm sorry..." I blink, thinking of the stress I've caused them yet again.

"No, don't you dare apologise, there is nothing for you to apologise for." Jimin says, his hand reaching for mine. Wanting comfort I take his hand, using it to pull myself into his lap, his arms circling around me and holding me tight.

"Jin...can you ask Namjoon to come back?" I sniff.

Jin's POV

"Namjoon? Grace wants to see you." I say with a warm smile.

"Why? I upset her..." he replies, his voice cracking.

"It was a misunderstanding, these things will happen, this is still so new to all of us." I explain sympathetically.

Without saying anything else, he gets up and heads back up to Grace's room with me following behind.

When we enter the room, Grace is no longer on the floor, she's cradled in Jimin's lap on the end of the bed, Tae sat next to them holding her hand.

When her eyes land on Namjoon, she scrambles out of Jimin's arms and runs at him, her arms wrapping around his waist, her cheek pressed against his chest.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." he starts.

"No, if I'm not allowed to apologise, you aren't either." She says firmly, pulling back to look up at him.

"But I..." he tries again.

"Namjoon, Jin explained. I'm not used to people caring about me, I didn't understand what you were angry about or why. I would feel angry to if I saw any of you hurt by someone else...I get it." She says before returning to the hug she was giving him.

"Grace...you are honestly the sweetest girl ever." Namjoon says, tears in his eyes as he presses a kiss to the top of her head, his arms circling her shoulders and holding her tight.

"Come on, let's get some breakfast." I suggest, smiling as Grace takes Namjoon by the hand and leads him out of the room.