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"we've got everything covered. i made sure that those pictures were deleted and gone for good, forever" namjoon spoke again, even if i heard those words yesterday.
I was currently inside the piano room together with jimin, namjoon and yoongi. the piano room became our secret base ever since the friendship between seven boys and a girl budded because of jeongguk and i.
"i know that you've heard this a countless of times but the girls who had done those stuff were also taken care off and i made sure to punish their sorry asses—just enough so that none of them would ever have the confidence to touch you again . . . this time for sure" yoongi retorted as well before patting my head.
despite everything that they've said i still couldn't find the reason to smile and pretend that i was okay. i am clearly still not okay and what happened yesterday was just . . . traumatic, it took me a lot of courage to walk myself to this hell. it was a very hard task to put on a mask and pretend that i'm okay when i'm still fucking scared.
"i made sure that nobody would ever touch you again" i heard jimin speak this time but it wasn't still enough.
sighing, "namjoon, yoongi and jimin-hyung why are all of you saying these things again? I know that all of you took care of it"
"i—i'm sorry, you just looked like you're about to cry" namjoon retorted
"i—yes, i felt the same. i was worried you're going to cry" jimin spoke
"to be honest, what is going on inside that head . . . haine? both you and jeongguk had been unpredictably down. the moment you came here, only your pout seemed to fill that adorable face" this time, it was yoongi's time to ask.
"we're really concerned, you're part of the family circle now and if you're in pain we must all go through it–together. so, tell us" namjoon spoke again and it conflicted me.
"i–" i don't know if i should tell it to them but . . . we promised to not keep any secrets if it was about the "unusual accidents". sighing, my eyes trailed on the boys infront and i saw their hopeful faces. i've got no choice.
eyes closing and lips finally spilling the words, "i almost got hit by a car, yesterday"
"what the fuck?!" the three said in unison.
"wha—"
before all of them bombarded me with questions, i beat them to it. "i–i'm okay now because taehyung helped us. he helped me before the car could've reached me but . . . but the thing is . . . the thing is, the situation with tae and jeongguk's been a little edgy right now"
"oh, that's why taehyung is in a foul mood all day"
"i—"
"whay happened?" yoongi pressed
"i—, taehyung and jeongguk ar—"
even before i could have finished, out of the blue professor seokjin entered the room with taehyung and hoseok by his side. "i disposed all of eunha's minions"
my eyes met with taehyung's hazel ones and i remembered yesterday's events.
"i love you, haine and if this keeps on happening i would really steal you away from this fucktard"
his words echoed inside my head and i couldn't forget the way he declared a war to jeongguk. after what happened on that day, jeongguk became more clingy and he would always try to conceal the way his eyes glossed everytime we talked.
the bunny was clearly terrified of what taehyung said as it shook him, terribly. the bunny won't tell it face to face but his body language screamed his emotions. jeongguk would always keep in watch and there were times that he would momentarily go silent before suddenly hugging me tight.
"we made sure that no one would ever be able to do those kinds of things again" taehyung spoke as he took me out of my trance.
"yeah! so, smile now you little flower!" hoseok spoke before pinching my cheeks tight.
a small smile almost made its way on my lips – all of their efforts are just remarkable and sweet . . . but there was one thing i wanted to ask before anything else "where's the bunnyhead?" he had been nowhere to be found the moment he dropped me off of the piano room in namjoon, jimin and yoongi's care.
He said he was going to help sir seokjin but where is he now?
"we thought he was here" hoseok replied
"but we thought he was with you three" yoongi countered
"then . . . where—"
door opening and eyes meeting with the bunnyboy, all of us were in shock when i saw that his lips were bruised while his knuckles were filled with blood and it was sore. i couldn't fully see anything above his nose as his bangs covered his eyes but i knew that there was definitely off.
what happened?
"kookie?" running to him, cupping his cheeks and letting our eyes meet – i saw his tired face and bloodshot eyes come into my view, the sight couldn't help but make my heart churn. "what happened, kookie?"
head hung low, the moment the words came out of my mouth . . . i felt him tremble against my touch.
alarmed, i pulled him close before we took a seat as i dragged him against the chairs "what happened, jeongguk?" i repeated, holding both of his hands tight while leaning closer. i saw him suddenly flinching and i felt the boys encircle us as the bunny gingerly held my hand, placing both of it on his cheeks.
"kook—" the boy suddenly linked our foreheads against each other and before i could even ask anything, he wrapped his arms around my small body before nuzzling his face on the crook of my neck and soon enough, i felt the cloth on my shoulder getting soaked wet.
small, broken sobs escaped on his quivering lips.
"jeon, what happened?"
i was left shocked, confused and perplexed as the boy wouldn't tell us the reason why. he wouldn't speak of a single thing to us, he just pulled me close in his arms – body shivering as sobs continued to escape his mouth, endlessly.
i wanted to know the storm that seemed to make him this vulnerable. i want him to rely on me but for some reason . . . he didn't want to speak of his troubles to anyone and i was deeply saddened at it.
"i love you so much . . . haine" his lips whispered against my ears as it came out in a broken and needy tone. "i don't . . . i don't want to lose you" at the mention of those words, i couldn't help but finally let the tears on my eyes drop.
i don't ever want to lose you too, ever.
we both didn't want this love to end but why did you had to?
