Sugary Sweet; You are my Drug

Chapter 11

[Warning: the capitol R word]

The deadline was in just a few days. Even though they were done, Yoongi couldn't help but listen to the song multiple times to look for any small mistakes they may have missed. Needless to say, there wasn't much that had to be fixed; besides a few tweaks here and there.

"Hyung, it's fine. I promise. Everyone's going to love it," Jungkook reassured, a cheeky smile on his face.

Yoongi huffed and replayed it, ignoring Jungkook entirely. He couldn't help but agree with the other. It was a really good song. The soft melodies mixed with the younger's voice fit so perfectly. He'd started to think of it as his best work. Well, their best work. The song ended for the umpteenth time that day, Yoongi finally taking his headphones off and standing up, catching Jungkook's attention.

"It's late," he exclaimed, grabbing his bag and shoving his things inside.

The redhead simply nodded and stood, bag flung over his shoulder. It really was late. Yoongi felt a little guilty for having all of his focus on the song instead of his boyfriend. However, if it bothered Jungkook, he didn't comment on it. They held hands as they walked in silence; almost no one out due to how late it was. A convenience store was just around the corner and Jungkook told Yoongi to wait for him while he went to get something, the elder nodding then moved to lean against the wall. He stayed there for a while, that is, until he was forcibly pulled back, a hand clamping over his mouth. 

Panic set in and he froze, ultimately allowing the other to drag him deeper into an alleyway. Yoongi's eyes widened as he realized what was happening and he immediately started to struggle, feeling himself being lifted from the ground and carried. He tried to scream but it was muffled. He was terrified. Was he going to die? Or be raped? Oh god. Yoongi started to sob, flailing uselessly and trying to wrench the man's arm from his mouth, managing to call out to Jungkook before his mouth was clamped again. 

He was then shoved against a wall, head slamming against the hard brick. The man towered above him, strong arms effortlessly keeping him down. A hand gripped his throat tightly, Yoongi desperately trying to shove the other away, gasping for breath. Another hand started to trail down his body, slipping into his jeans. Not a moment later the man was shoved away, Jungkook ramming into him. Before the elder could fall to the floor, Jungkook caught him, gently leaning him against the wall. Yoongi was trembling, tears rolling down his cheeks. 

Jungkook then stood and turned towards the man, leaving the other curled up on the ground. Before he could say anything, Jungkook grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt, delivering a hard punch to the side of his face. It was loud. Yoongi nearly shrieked as something seemed to snap in the younger; watching in horror as Jungkook started beating the guy, punching him over and over again until blood was flying. 

"J-Jungkook!" he sputtered, practically crawling towards the other.

He grabbed Jungkook by the waist, trying to pull him into a hug before he was shoved off, falling backwards, causing him to groan in pain. Jungkook seemed to snap back into reality, abruptly standing and turning towards Yoongi, eyes wide. 

"H-Hyung!"

Yoongi winced as he was wrapped in a tight hug, trying his best to ignore the blood stains on the younger's shirt. Jungkook leaned back, worried eyes looking over Yoongi as he rubbed his arms soothingly. 

"Are you okay? I'm so sorry, hyung! Oh god-"

He continued to babble incessantly, hugging the other again. Yoongi wasn't entirely sure what to do. He stared blankly at the motionless body just a few feet away, blood caking his face. Needless to say, he was mortified. Although he was relieved Jungkook had saved him, he was also terrified because-well, the man was practically dead! Why was Jungkook even beating him so much? Yoongi didn't know if he was more scared of being almost raped, or witnessing an almost murder. 

"You-You-" he rasped, throat tight. "You didn't kill him, did you?"

"What?" Jungkook gave him an incredulous look. "Hyung, he tried to take advantage of you!"

"But you can't- kill him!"

"He was trying to- to rape you! He deserves it!"

"Jungkook! Listen to me..." Yoongi grabbed the other's cheeks, staring into his eyes. "I know you were just trying to protect me but- but don't you think you went a bit too far?"

"Too far? Hyung, he-"

"i know! I know. However, you are covered in blood. What if- What if you did kill him? What then? You'd be in jail and I wouldn't get to see you- I probably wouldn't want to either! I-I'm scared, Jungkookie. I'm terrified. Let's just call the police and let them take care of it... And please, take me home?"

Yoongi's eyes were wide and his bottom lip was trembling and- how could Jungkook say no? He- He scared Yoongi. Oh gods he scared him!

"I- I'll call the police now. Hyung, I'm sorry I wasn't thinking I just- when I saw him manhandling you like that I just snapped and you don't deserve to be treated like that I-"

"It's okay. We're okay now, right? Will-will you hold me?"

"You don't even need to ask."

~

The ride to Yoongi's apartment was silent, Jungkook holding him in his arms. Seokjin sat quietly in the front seat, occasionally sending worried looks to the shorter. Once they reached the complex, the eldest drove away, but not before asking Jungkook to take care of his hyung. 'As if I wouldn't,' he thought, a little annoyed. Yoongi suddenly gripped Jungkook's jacket tightly, head down. The redhead gave him a worried look before scooping him up in his arms, carrying the elder all the way to his apartment. 

The pale-haired male was very shaken up. Jungkook felt guilty. He had brutally attacked that man... He set Yoongi on his bed then went to start a bath, cringing as he caught sight of the splatters on his clothes and even a bit on his cheek. Seokjin no doubt saw... 'Self-defense,' Jungkook's brain provided, calming him some. The redhead stripped to his underwear then went back into the bedroom, ignoring Yoongi's stare as he went to his closet, pulling out some pajamas for the older. He then helped Yoongi strip and carried him to the warm bath he'd started, gently setting him in before pulling his boxers off and slipping in behind the other, placing a gentle kiss to his head. 

The warmth was soothing. Yoongi managed to relax some, sinking further into the water and leaning his head against the younger's chest. There was a comfortable silence; both of them enjoying each other's company. Jungkook reached for the bar of soap and a wash cloth, delicately washing Yoongi. The elder let out a sigh and closed his eyes, a small smile on his face. 

"Hey, Jungkookie?"

"Yeah?"

"I think- I think I love you."

His voice was quiet and gentle, a slight tremor to it as he said this. Jungkook's heart burst with joy. It- Yoongi was so sweet. God, if Yoongi were a drug, Jungkook knows he would be addicted.

"I love you, too, Hyung..."