• Take My Hand • | A Taekook fiction|

(Chapter 34) • Somewhere Safe •

[ Potential TW!: Mentions of sexual assault, self harm, and police involvement!]

Narrator's POV

The doctors had confirmed that it was a severe concussion, which thankfully wasn't life threatening or going to cause permanent brain damage. However, upon further examination, they had found signs of self harm; cuts on his forearms.

There weren't any other damages, and fortunately, no signs of rape was found. But since Yoongi and Jimin, as well as the police were aware of his non consensual yells and screams from the recorded evidence, sexual assault was highly suspected. But for more details and confirmation from the victim, he would have to be fully conscious, which he was not.

This information had immensely impacted the six boys, who were now inside the dimly lit room where the younger was resting, unconscious. They were all breaking down for the millionth time that week, seeing their youngest friend like this as well as hearing the news of Yuna being killed by her own son and his girlfriend only broke them down further.

Jungkook and Jimin could not leave the sleeping boy's side, and they could not stop their tears from falling. "W-Why does shit a-always happen to him?" Jimin cried.

"This isn't fair... I-It's not fucking fair!" Jungkook yelled, burying his face in the thin sheets which covered the ravenette's cold body while firmly holding his hand.

"Yoongi, do you have any info on if they've caught them or not yet?" Namjoon asked.

"N-No. They just said they'll let us know whenever they get some sort of update." He answered, sighing and rubbing his face out of frustration.

"This is just so fucking fucked up..." Seokjin trailed off.

This whole thing was alot for them to take in.

First, the sudden death of Yuna. Then knowing she was murdered. And then knowing their youngest friend was assaulted by his own parents and were planning to take him away to who-knows-where to do disgusting things, and then learning they were the same people who killed Yuna. That, topped with Taehyung, V, and Taesuk's recent behaviours caused by the loss of their grandmother, learning that one of them were harming their own body, and still proceeded to overwork beyond their limit.... It was a fucking lot.

Everything was happening too fast.

But it wasn't Taehyung's fault. Or V's. Or Taesuk's. Or the six boys', or Yuna's. None of them could blame anyone, except those cruel criminals.

Namjoon, Seokjin, Hoseok and Jungkook hadn't listened to the recording yet, but they were informed about what had happened. In detail this time.

Moments seemed to tick by fast, moments which contained of Jungkook repeatedly leaving soft kisses on the ravenette's face and hands, of Jimin stroking his best friend's hair as he silently wept, of Namjoon overthinking about everything that was happening while internally freaking out and Seokjin attempting to calm him down while he himself was frustrated with everything, of Yoongi and Hoseok sitting there in silence, watching the youngest from across the room carefully.

And that was most likely why they were the first ones to spot him slowly stirring awake, "Guys I think he's waking up!" Hoseok said.

Upon hearing that, Jungkook and Jimin took on the role of coaxing him into consciousness.

"Hi baby... it's all over..! You can wake up now..!"

"You're safe with us now, puppy.. yeah that's it..! Slowly..."

The younger turned his head sideways and squinted while his eyes remained closed, the gentle voices of his hyungs helping him step into awareness. He then slowly fluttered his eyes open, squinting them again in an attempt to adjust to the lighting of the room.