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Jeon Jungkook is many things. He is an athlete, a black belt, a singer, a dancer, a performer, an idol. He's also the maknae, the baby. He's sensitive, tough outside but soft-hearted inside. He loves his hyungs, ARMY, his family with all of his heart. He'd do anything for them, even if it's sacrificing his own health safety and sanity.
That's another thing about Jeon Jungkook. He's stubborn. When he has something set in his mind, he works at it nonstop. There have been many instances from pre-debut, to early years, to even now where he's literally been hoisted over Namjoon or Jin and sometimes even his tiny hyung Jimin's shoulders and carried out of the dance studio delirious with sleep, aching with exhaustion but " Hyung just one more run through and I'll have the dance locked in !" Many instances of being pinned down by his hyungs, still managing to fight against the hold despite being dizzy with fever because he can't miss practice when ARMY deserve the best.
Just last week, Jin slipped night-time NyQuil into his tea to knock him out after the boy wouldn't sleep without making sure Jimin was back from the dance studio.
Ah yes, Jeon Jungkook is one stubborn boy. But with the best intentions. He just wants his hyungs and fans happy, after all, they make him the happiest man alive. He owes it to them. They hang the moon and the stars for him so it's only logical that he'd want to do as much to give it back, whether he's fine or not.
Which could explain how this whole ordeal occured.
The boys were on the plane headed back to Korea after the successful fan meetings in Japan. Namjoon and Yoongi sat together, discussing some of the final touches on their upcoming album, Jin was listening to music while reading comics on his phone with one hand, the other combing through a sleeping Hoseok’s head, his hums of content in his sleep making the eldest smile when he heard them in between songs. Jimin and Taehyung had woken up an hour ago and had been discussing anime and taking silly pictures, trying to be careful of the still out-cold Jungkook in between them.
The maknae finally crashed the second the plane took off, he and the other two maknaes having been so sleep deprived from working shows and meetings back to back that they were deliriously giggly, Jungkook seeming to be more so than the other two. As annoying as it was, the hyungs found it endearing nonetheless, unable to resist the big smile, large round starry eyes and the excited stuttering “H-Hyung!” that could barely be said without giggling at whatever in Jungkook’s brain said was funny, Taehyung and Jimin laughing just because. Despite the adorableness, the hyungs were thankful when the three finally knocked out, Jimin curling into Jungkook who had fallen into Taehyung’s arms while the second youngest hugged him like a teddy bear. Once the 95z woke up, feeling better rested and less giggly, they slid Jungkook into a more comfortable position and recovered him, cooing at the confused sleepy hum and furrowed brow Jungkook let out at the loss of Taehyung’s scent.
As much as they wanted to let Jungkook sleep more, the plane was landing in 30 minutes, and based on what they’d read on the news about the sea of frenzied fans waiting for them, they needed Jungkook awake and as aware as possible. Ever since the 7 boys had become worldwide famous, their fan base has grown significantly larger, which is amazing for their dreams and hearts, but terrible when trying to navigate to the manager cars, even more so with jet-lag and aching for home. They’d never admit it, but it’s always a little overwhelming as much as it is mesmerizing when fans are screaming, grabbing and throwing things to get their attention.
Taehyung leaned over to wake Jungkook, when the boy suddenly jumped with a start, knocking foreheads with Taehyung in the process.
“ Aish Jungkook what the heck?!” Taehyung groaned rubbing his stinging forehead. When he didn’t get a response, he looked up to see Jungkook’s eyes still glazed with a sleepy haze, yet alert and terrified looking. He was panting harshly under his facemask and pale as he looked straight ahead, seeming to be in a daze. Jimin leaned forward as soon as he heard the harsh panting, the hyungs wanting to come also see the issue, but unable to as they had to remain buckled for landing.
“Jungkookie…? What’s wrong?” Jimin gently grabbed the younger’s hand, using the other to massage the stiff neck. Almost instantly, Jungkook seemed to collapse back into his seat, closing his eyes weakly as his breathing slowed to a normal pace. Jimin continued his ministrations, waiting patiently for a reply. Taehyung reached into his carry on, returning with a water bottle. The second youngest handed the bottle to Jungkook who shakily opened it while pulling his mask down, raising it to his lips and downing the contents. When he was done, he looked alot better, but something was still off in his eyes.
“Jungkook-ah, are you alright?” This time it was Namjoon asking the maknae, his seat being across the aisle. Jungkook looked up to see the leader and Yoongi looking at him concerned, knowing Jin and Hoseok were looking at him the same from behind him. Jungkook cleared his throat, cheeks flushing at the attention.
“Y-yeah hyungs. I just had a nightmare… It was kind of… Vivid.” Jungkook spoke, cringing at his groggy cracked voice. The nightmare had felt very real and Jungkook wasn’t even sure how his mind could’ve formed such a thing.
Jungkook has always been touchy about suicide and self-harm. He himself has never experienced and losses or situations, the closest hearing of Yoongi’s past and Shinee’s Jonghyun’s death last year (A/N: Rest in paradise my angel <3) , yet he’s alway found himself very touchy about the topic. It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk about it, it’s just that he wants to help. He wishes he was there for Yoongi back when he was having bad thoughts. He didn’t know Jonghyun well, but he wishes he could’ve helped,could’ve stopped him, even if he had no idea that he was going to kill himself. Everytime he overheard someone in school, every school assembly he’s been to discussing the loss of a student over grades, or disappointing parents, or because life just wasn’t getting better and they wanted peace, Jungkook has always found himself buzzing with a nervous adrenaline, the need to do something, the need to help even though it’s already happened, the need to prevent.
The night Yoongi opened up about his past, everyone formed a giant cuddle pile in the living room of their already tiny dorm. They brought every pillow, blanket, any item that brings them comfort into the room. They placed them down before all working into positions where no one was left out of the pile. At first no one understood why Jungkook had been so restless and wanting to be right under Yoongi, putting it off as a sleep-deprived moodswing and explained that if he were right there with Yoongi then someone could be left hanging out.
Yoongi had woken up toasting and trying to untangle himself under the dead weight of Jimin and Hoseok who both ran hot at 4 in the morning, headed for a cold glass of water, and found Jungkook curled up in the kitchen, trembling so hard it was visible, dark bags under red teary eyes that told Yoongi he hadn’t slept, closed his eyes even. Yoongi immediately shouted Jungkook’s name, startling Namjoon awake, who immediately jumped into action at hearing the second panicked cry of his maknae’s name from the kitchen. The clumsy leader managed to wake everyone else up, even falling on Hoseok and Taehyung. They were angry at first, but once seeing the leader in the kitchen with an equally worried Yoongi and a silent trembling Jungkook, they all moved into the small area. Yoongi reached out to the boy who hadn’t answered any call or even showed he heard the commotion of everyone waking up.
“H-Hyung…” Jungkook mumbled when Yoongi reached out, making the older jump. He hadn’t known Jungkook was even aware of his surroundings, the state of the eighteen year old boy scaring him. Yoongi scooted in front of the boy, unsure of whether he was addressing him or one of the other six. He tentatively placed a hand on the maknae’s shoulder and almost automatically, Jungkook flew into his arms, knocking Yoongi back with his size. The boy sobbed and kept muttering words that the others had to listen closely for, Yoongi’s heart breaking when he understood them.
“Please let me sleep with you I don’t want you to go please let me help hyung please hyung hyung hyung-”
After that incident, the 6 older boys learned how Jungkook was about suicide and self harm and tried to console or protect him the best they could. Unfortunately, they could not protect him from all of it and his nightmares were an example of that.
The nightmare Jungkook had consisted of a fan killing themself because he accidentally overlooked her at a fansign. The scene changed and his hyungs and manager were yelling at him because he could’ve done something and ARMY hated him for being so insensitive and he knows it sounds kind of irrational but that’s how nightmares are and it just felt so real-
“Hey, kid.”
Jungkook snapped out of his mind to see his six hyungs crowding the aisle, Namjoon crouched in front of him. The plane landed, aisles clearing, and only now did Jungkook notice how tightly he was gripping Jimin’s hand. He immediately let go of the dancer’s hand, apologizing as Jimin waved it off in favor of making sure he was okay.
“Kook-ah, welcome back. What’s going on, are you sick?” Namjoon asked, a small relieved smile on his lips at the maknae now seeming calmer and responsive. Jungkook shook his head, slipping his face mask on.
“It was a nightmare hyungs. I’m sorry, it was minor, it just felt so… so- ” Jungkook found himself trying to shake the thoughts away.
“Real?” Hoseok supplied cooing when Jungkook nodded frantically, eyes wide. They saw the manager trying to stall with the flight attendant and began to help Jungkook collect his things,and moving off the plane. As they walked, Namjoon and Jin placed themselves on either side of him, knowing the maknae loved to be tucked under his hyungs after a nightmare.
“Poor baby~ How about we make it through the airport and home, and I’ll make you some tea while you shower? Then we can all sit in the den and watch movies and… Talk about it?” Jin questioned the last one, knowing sometimes Jungkook didn’t like to revisit a nightmare. It seemed this would be one of those times as Jungkook shot him a frantic look. Jin nodded, wishing he could remove the nightmare when it was bad enough to not want to discuss.
“Just the other stuff then JK, how’s that sound?” Jin smiled at the youngest, Namjoon ruffling his hair as he nodded. Even though the nightmare left him shaken up, Jungkook still felt a smile tug at his lips at his hyungs’ concern for him, turning into a full-blown grin when Namjoon tripped on his way into the airport and a loud laugh when Jimin managed to run into a trash can and almost fall in trying to walk backwards and laugh at Namjoon. The 7 boys laughed, the tense concerned atmosphere completely disappearing, replaced by awe at the seemingly endless crowd of screaming fans. To this day, their fame still shocks them.
“ Well!!” Their manager pats Namjoon on the shoulder “ Nothing to do but get through it!!” And he leads the seven boys, each one being close to another as to avoid getting lost in the crowd.
“Smile and wave boys, smile and wave.” Namjoon quoted the Penguins from Madagascar, making everyone laugh.
As they moved through the crowd, Jungkook seemed to notice it was a bit wilder than usual. Jimin already tripped twice, the second time almost falling to the ground because of the fans. Hoseok had a small rip on his jacket from a fan grabbing it, while Taehyung had almost been lost in the crowd twice, had it not been for Yoongi deciding to use one hand to grab his and the other to grab Jin’s who was behind Jungkook and Namjoon. Despite the craziness, Jungkook found his mood lifting, almost completely forgetting his nightmare as he smiled and threw finger hearts to fans, getting pulled a few times himself. Throughout the journey, Jungkook found himself concerned for one girl that he couldn’t see but hear. She was rather loud and it sounded like she was going to tear her vocal cords as she shouted at Jungkook, somehow managing to follow them all the way through the crowd. They were almost to the car, now outside with even more screaming fans. Jungkook finally found the girl when she screamed “JUNGKOOK OPPAAAAAAAAA SARANGHEEEEEEE~!!”
The girl was pretty and looked to be Jungkook’s age, maybe older. He ignored how his eye twitched at being called “oppa” and tried to wave at her and make a nonverbal communication that she’ll hurt her throat should she keep shouting, but he couldn’t seem to see her long enough with fans jumping and screaming. Jungkook never likes to play favorites with fans, as he loves them all, but he’s worried for the girl’s throat, and a little freaked out by her intensity. Nevertheless, he continued to smile and wave. Just a few more paces to the car and they’d be home free, and then really home, and he could stop smelling like airplane and Jin makes great tea and-
Then, they heard it. All seven of them.
“IF JUNGKOOK OPPA DOESN’T COME TO ME RIGHT NOW I WILL KILL MYSELF !!”
Jungkook froze. All the boys did. The crowd seemed shocked at the outburst, but seemed to ignore it in favor of getting the boys’ attention to them and not the girl.
Now Jungkook knows about sasaengs. He gets the most, after Jimin and right above Taehyung. He knows that they say crazy things for attention, knows they will draw blood from other fans and even the idols themselves just so they can touch them, get their attention. Jungkook has experienced these things. So he knows .
“ Don’t do it Jungkook-ah.”
“I don’t like the look in his eye…”
But this is just too close to home today, too much like his nightmare. And Jungkook hasn’t slept much these past few days so it’s not like rationality is with him. And-
“DO YOU HEAR ME JEON JUNGKOOK!! I WILL KILL MYSELF TONIGHT IF I CANNOT HAVE YOU!! I WILL KILL MYSELF AND IT WILL BE ALL YOUR FAULT”
And Jungkook can’t have that happen, especially if he is to blame. So with his last bit of rationality flying away, he ignores Namjoon’s shocked cry of his name, ignores the manager’s hand that grabs for his hood, his wrist, ignores his hyungs reaching for him, ignores Yoongi’s “What is he- JUNGKOOK” and he sprints . He runs, moving through the crowd, who are so shocked at seeing him ran so frantically that they split out of his way to avoid being barreled into or trampled. Jungkook runs until he’s made it in front of the fan. She has a sweet face, she looks almost shocked that Jungkook actually came to her. Jungkook hadn’t actually planned what he’d do when he got here, but he wasn’t going to ignore her. He can’t . He grabs her hands in his and smiles. He smiles despite how out of breath he is from running with a heavy backpack on. He smiles despite knowing how much trouble he’s going to be in. He smiles because it’s worth it, if it means that someone won’t take their life today.
“Hello. Please don’t hurt yourself. It will be okay, don’t leave please. Please… I’m…. I’m here.” Jungkook pants out, slightly shaking the hands together with a desperate smile, nervous as the girl just stares at him. He’s not the best with word, they’re correct and eloquent in his head but they always stumble and get lost on the way out his mouth. The girl finally returns her smile, but Jungkook suddenly feels uneasy because it’s off, it’s weird, it’s not sweet, it’s-
And suddenly, Jungkook is being grabbed at everywhere and everyone is screaming and ow someone has cut his skin and his head is hurting from the hair tugging and he feels his vision getting blurry because something hit his head really hard and everyone is so loud and gosh he just made a mistake-
And then he’s being lifted. Literally lifted. ‘ Has an angel come for me?’ Jungkook finds himself thinking as his vision clears, only to find out his angel is actually Jin, who actually still looks quite handsome despite the red face and blazing yet worried eyes and then he’s being thrown over his shoulder instead of bridal style and uh-oh .
Jungkook is only ever in this position when he’s in trouble or being stubborn. He’s going to bet on both of them.
“It looks like someone didn’t nap enough on the way here.” Jungkook hears through gritted teeth.
Oh dear.
Even as Jungkook knows he’s headed to his doom and that he can kiss that bomb ass tea goodbye (Just for like an hour though because Jin loves to make tea and give cuddles to console crying dongsaengs after a harsh scolding) and that he’s going to make the news and probably a lot of love scandals that they really don’t need with comeback approaching, he still can’t regret it. Even if she might be crazy, her words could’ve been true, and now that he’s seen her, she won’t-
“HOW DARE YOU NOT FIGHT FOR ME OPPA!! IF YOU DON’T LOVE ME, THEN I HAVE NO REASON TO LIVE AND IT’S YOUR FAULT OPPA!!”
The boys froze yet again, as security started to carry the girl who continued to shout away, the rest moving the fans out.
Jungkook tensed, even more so at the girl’s sobbing as she was placed into the police car. Jin must’ve felt it, because he tightened his grip around Jungkook’s wais and continued to walk. Jungkook began to struggle because didn’t they hear her?? He has to help! He has-
“Jeon Jungkook, if you do not stop struggling, I will be forced to carry you by the neck instead.” Jin seethes and Jungkook wants to struggle, but without even seeing his oldest hyung, he knows that he probably shouldn’t overstep anymore. He sags in Jin’s arms, missing the way the oldest sighs in relief. It’s then that he notices that it wasn’t just him and Jin. He sees the manager carrying his bag and Jimin walking behind him an oh wow.
Jimin may be smaller, but his anger has always been the most terrifying after Hoseok’s and from this angle Jimin looks like his dad that time he found Jungkook and his hyung fighting in his room.
Have mercy Lord.
Jungkook gulps, before he hears a car door opening, and then he’s plopped in, Jimin and his bag following as Jin heads to the other side door, the manager to the front. Jungkook blinks and shakes his head for a few seconds as all the blood rushes back into the right places and when he looks up, the car is moving and all his hyungs are-
Wow they are pissed .
Everyone in that moment seemed very angry, but if Jungkook had to note the most memorable eyes, it would be Namjoon, Hoseok and Jin’s. He’d say Jimin too, but he’d already seen Jimin earlier so the initial shock is over.
“Jungkook…” For someone whose eyes are literally on fire, Namjoon sounds eerily calm. Those are the ones you look out for the most. Namjoon was cut off however,when Hoseok snaps.
“Jeon Jungkook what the absolute fuck was going through your head when you decided to risk your fucking safety ?!” The dancer explodes, making Jungkook flinch. He hadn’t thought of his safety, he just-
“And I’m sure there will be plenty news about this situation, thinking you love the girl or something. Did you consider you and the whole fucking group’s image Jungkook-ah?!” The manager jumps in, managing to drive calmly despite his temper. Jungkook lowers his head, trying to steady his breathing because he has no reason to cry. No Jungkook hadn’t thought about that either, he-
“Just what is going through your fucking mind Jungkook?? That was the dumbest action I’ve ever seen from you.” Yoongi says next. His lisp is stronger with his emotion, but his eyes are terrifying and his voice is level yegt cold, making Jungkook flinch yet again. Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry breathe. He doesn’t think it was very dumb but-
“You know about sasaengs Jungkook. So why would you ever feed into one, run into the crowd nonetheless, are you cra-” Jimin cut himself off as feeling Jungkook start to tremble next to him. Everyone seemed to have frozen with Jimin and it was then that they noticed the maknae. Jungkook’s head hung low, tears dripping from his eyes, down his cheeks, on his hands which were curled tightly in his lap. The boy seems unaware of his whimpers and sniffles as he doesn’t even look up at the sudden silence.
“I-I’m-...” Jungkook breaks off with a whimper and the hyungs and manager immediately soften. They didn’t mean to be so harsh, they know Jungkook hates scoldings and being yelled at and tries to be good to avoid it. Taehyung immediately pulls the boy into his chest and all of a sudden it’s as is a dam broke in Jungkook as the boy begins trembling harder and sobbing.Jimin coos, hugging Jungkook as well.
“Hey, calm down Kookie. It’s okay, just breathe. Look, in and out baby..” Jimin helps the boy calm down. A moment later, Jungkook raises his head, still hiccuping and crying, but a little calmer. The hyungs’ hearts clench at the red cheeks and eyes with tears still streaming out of them. Jungkook is an easy crier, but he rarely cries like this . He only cries like this when he’s truly upset by something, or tired and pushed too far, and they feel like it’s a mix of both right now. The manager has to tear his eyes away to remain focused on the road, feeling bad for snapping at the usually obedient boy.
“I-I’m…. I’m sorry. I’m- I’m sorry. She said she was going to kill herself hyung. She was going to take her life and I was try-ing help but then she was bad and then she-she sa-said she was going to take her life because I left her and hy-hyung i ne-eed to find her hy-hyungshesaidshewasgoingtotonight- ” As Jungkook rambled, the hyungs felt their hearts constrict, Jimin and Taehyung getting teary eyed as they hugged him tighter, Jimin telling the boy to breathe as he began to hyperventilate and ask to find her.
“Jungkook, she’s a sasaeng. She’s telling you that for attention. You know that they’d go to any limit for our attention Kook-ah…” Namjoon tried to console by using logic, but Jungkook only seemed to sob harder, startling the leader. He went to change his words, but was cut off.
“Hyung you- you don’t understand she meant it and she’s going to and I can’t get to her hyu-” Jungkook chokes on a sob, coughing. Everyone’s honestly at a loss, they haven’t ever seen the maknae so… So upset .
Jin finally remembers something and it seems Taehyung Jimin and Yoongi too as they all speak at the same time
“Was it the nightmare that has you thinking this way?”
“Was this because of your nightmare Kookie?”
“Is this what your nightmare was about Jungkookie?”
“Is this because of the nightmare?”
Jungkook starts to shake again, burying his face in Taehyung’s chest.
“ Ahhh, Jungkookie…~” Jin sighs, wanting to pull the boy into his lap, but can only put a hand on his knee and rub it.
“You have a big heart Kook-ah. I know the nightmare felt real, but that was all it was, a nightmare, That girl took advantage of your sweet heart. She’s the one who should feel bad, not you.” Namjoon says. Hoseok is next to him silently seething as he rubs Jungkook’s back the best he can. They’re all very honest men, and to think someone would go that length just for their attention is a little sickening.
“Yah Jungkook that heart of yours is going to be the death of you.” Yoongi half teases, trying to lighten the mood a little. It seems to fall on deaf ears as no one responds aside from Jungkook crying into Taehyung’s chest.
“I think he’s just a little too tired as well as upset. He just needs to cry it out and when we get home, he can have a nice shower and some tea and time with his hyungs yeah?” Hoseok says softly, Jungkook hiccuping an “O-Ok-ay” In response.
It feels like hours before Jungkook finally calms down, but really it’s only been 20 minutes, as they don’t live that far from the airport. By the time the car pulls into the driveway of their apartment, Jungkook has stopped crying completely, aside from some hiccups. The boy’s cheeks are permanently flushed a bright red it seems, eyes matching and very puffy from rubbing at them so much. The bags under Jungkooks eyes look purple and the boy looks dead on his feet from how heavily he leans into Taehyung to the eyes that seem to be closing without his knowledge. Jin and Taehyung support him as the others grab all the luggage to carry upstairs into their home.
Once they enter the house, Taehyung heads to the bathroom with Jungkook, deciding on running a bath and bathing with him for fear that Jungkook might slip in the shower dozing off. Jungkook plops onto the ground and leans against the counter,eyes drooping as he tries to shed his clothes while the water fills.Taehyung assists him, removing his clothes after and getting into the bath first, the bath being big enough for the two of them to bathe, even one of the tiny hyungs could come in too. Despite this, Jungkook climbs in and scoots till he’s leaning into Taehyung’s chest. Taehyung chuckles at the maknae’s subconscious actions.
“Looks like someone’s gotten clingy~” Taehyung teases, as Jungkook is usually only clingy when sick or tired. Jungkook seems to miss the teasing tone, however, as he scoots away, reaching a weak hand up for his loofah. Taehyung immediately moves, feeling a little guilty as he pulls the younger back into his chest. Jungkook is usually very sensitive after a long cry and takes everything to heart.
“Ahhh I’m just kidding Kookie~ Hyung wants you to cling to him. Relax, I’ve got you.” Taehyung says softly. The boy scoops the warm rose scented water into his hands, pouring it into Jungkook’s hair who sighs softly and sags more into the water, eyes falling shut yet again.
“That's it~ Just let hyung take care of you.” Taehyung soothes, reaching for Jungkook’s coconut and hibiscus-scented shampoo.He smiles as he feels Jungkook sag completely, any fight for the rest of the night leaving him as he lets the older boy wash the both of them.
Afterwards, Taehyung towels himself off, going for Jungkook who is nodding off. His head was on its way to colliding with the faucet, if Taehyung hadn’t grabbed his head. Jungkook immediately springs up, sleepily gazing at Taehyung.
“Skipping out on your after scolding tea and cuddles Kook-ah? Tsk tsk~” Taehyung honestly can’t resist teasing the boy when he’s so sleepy and pliant like this. He just looks so much like the 13 year old boy who joined them all those years ago. He helps Jungkook out the bath and towels the boy down. Just as he’s finishing and placing the towel around the boy’s shoulders, Jimin enters with clothes for the both of them, dressed in his pajamas and hair damp from a shower. He smiles at the sight of the sleepy maknae wrapped in the large yellow towel.
“Ahhhh he’s so cute, but he looks so tired~” Jimin coos. Taehyung laughs as Jimin dresses Jungkook, Taehyung dressing himself. The three head into the den, the hyungs all already there. Jimin plops himself in between Yoongi and Taehyung after handing Jungkook to Jin, who was waiting with a fluffy blanket and a cup of vanilla chai tea in his arms. Jungkook sags into the oldest boy’s chest, curling up and sipping the tea, humming as it warms his insides. Jin begins to run his fingers through the maknae’s hair and down his back and back up again as the boy finishes his tea shifting to lay in between Jin and Namjoon, leaning into Jin’s chest. The maknae’s eyes were drooping but he seemed to be trying to fight the sleep. Namjoon ‘tsk’ed, making everyone look at him.
“Yah~~ Jungkookie, go to sleep. Stop fighting it! You’ve had a long day baby.” Namjoon chuckled, rubbing the boy’s hair. Jungkook shook his head.
“Do’ wan’ nother ‘mare” The boy managed to string some sort of sentence together in his haze. Sunshine line cooed sympathetically, knowing it’s scary to sleep after a nightmare, especially when it felt like it was coming back to life.
“Hyungs will protect you Kook-ah. That fan wasn’t telling the truth. She won’t hurt herself.” Yoongi consoled, trying to ease the boy’s worries.
“Yeah, who would ever want to end their life and miss out on knowing the Jeon Jungkook? I would find myself in heaven on earth if I were her!” Hoseok says laughing at Jungkook’s sleepy whine and blush.
“D’awwwwww someone’s shy~” Jimin and Taehyung say in unison as, Jungkook swats at air with his eyes half closed, whining what sounds like a ‘Hyungie stooop~’, which just makes all the members giggle and coo.
“Sleep Jungkookie. Hyungs have got you, yeah?” Jin says, lightly massaging the boy’s neck. Jungkook practically turned into putty at that, his neck being very sensitive. Within a few minutes, the boy was out like a light, face squished against Jin’s chest, Taehyung giggling and taking a picture of the adorable maknae for future teasing.
It was a few more minutes when Jimin voiced his doubts.
“Hyungs…. I mean, I don’t want to believe it…. And I know that was a sasaeng… But didn’t something look a little….” Jimin moved his hands around, trying to find the words.
“Off?” Yoongi finished, Jimin nodding.
“Like…. You don’t think-” Jimin gulped “ You don’t think she would actually-”
“I don’t know.” Namjoon states with a sigh, careful to not wake the sleeping boy, but Jungkook was completely gone, even starting to moisten Jin’s shirt with drool. The eldest cringed, but couldn’t bear to even move an inch. He didn’t want the boy to leave his arms period. He might even sleep with him tonight. Everyone paused as Jungkook huffed in his sleep, nose twitching as he curled his arms around Jin’s waist. Namjoon looked as if he might explode from the cuteness, while Taehyung, Hoseok and Jimin actually did softly squealing and bouncing while cooing, moving Yoongi with them. Jin turned red with the effort of not squealing himself,the sleeping source of his pain being his only will not to.
Not a might. A definite. Jungkook won’t let go of him and neither will he. He just wanna squish -
“ You know…” Yoongi says after everyone settled back down.
“We can’t be really sure what she might do. We just know that should she, Jungkook has to know it’s not his fault and definitely keep him away from hearing of it .” Yoongi finishes with a nod, everyone immediately agreeing as they look at the exhausted boy, who suddenly looks 13 again. They'd protect him from anything, whether he was blood related or. They;d protect any of them from anything.
Despite this, they knew deep inside. It’s just no one wanted to voice it.
The inevitable is called the inevitable for a reason.