"I won't fucking submit to you," Yoongi spat. "And I certainly don't need to justify myself to someone like you."
"Suit yourself," his dom replied casually. "But remember, Yoongi,
...in this world, even the mightiest fall."
In a world ruled by domin...
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The thick reddish blood trickled down from Jin's hand as he stood between Yoongi and his uncle, his hand holding the sharp edge of the knife as it cut deep into his palm.
"Jin-hyung!" Taehyung cried out, rushing to his side.
Jungkook, frozen in shock, finally snapped out of it and moved to help, his face pale.
Jin winced but kept his grip firm on the knife, pulling it gently away from Yoongi and dropping it onto the table. "That's enough for today," he said through gritted teeth, hissing a little in pain.
"Are you crazy!?" Jun shouted, but his voice now filled with fear as he saw the blood dripping heavily.
Yoongi stared at Jin's injured hand, guilt and anger fuming in his eyes. "Why did you do that?" he asked.
Jin turned to him, and just sighed as he smiled gently at him.
Taehyung and Jungkook quickly grabbed a towel and started to wrap their hyung's bleeding hand.
"We need to get you to a doctor," Jungkook said urgently.
Jin nodded, wincing. "I'll be fine. Just... Don't worry, I will call one here."
Jun tsked at them, muttering something under his breath as he stood up and walked to his room angrily.
The maknaes glanced at each other worriedly as Jin then told them, "Call the usual doctor. And you all should go to your rooms and sleep."
He then turned to Yoongi, who stood there, not knowing what to do as he felt both guilty and angry. "That includes you too, Yoongi. So the three of you should get going to your rooms and sleep."
Since they were nearly finished with dinner, Jin added, "I'll let it slide for today, about you guys not eating fully." He laughed softly, though it was clear he was in pain.
Jungkook looked like he was going to cry at the sight of his hyung's bleeding hand, while Taehyung remained close to him, not wanting to leave.
"Go on, now, it's an order from me." Jin chuckled again, urging them gently.
Taehyung and Jungkook hesitated but eventually started going towards their room, wanting to respect their hyung's order. Yoongi stared at him a moment longer, his eyes now looking concerned.
"Yoongi," Jin said softly. "I'll be fine. Just... get some rest. You had a tiring day today. Good job resisting as long as you could. But it's alright now. So, go. And it's not your fault, okay? You have done your best."
With a sigh and a reluctant nod, Yoongi finally turned and walked to his room.
He sighed as he closed the door behind him. 'It's not my fault. Jin got in the way. So why am I feeling guilty?' he thought to himself.
He flopped onto the bed, groaning as he pulled at his hair in frustration. Muttering under his breath, he cursed, "That damn oldie is the cause of all of it."
