Trigger Warning

Sexual Assault
Crud balls, I'm so sorry. I just reread it and realised theres a part that can also fall under physical abuse so thats another trigger warning. I'm so sorry if you read it without this warning. My sincere apologies

Hongjoong's POV

"Alright guys, practice is done for today. You all did really well today, you deserve a break," I said gently, letting out a small smile. My boys are my pride and joy, they are the reason I get up and can smile every day.

"Ugh, I am so ready to relax and sleep," Wooyoung said as he draped himself across San (no surprise there).

"You coming home with us tonight Hyung," Yunho asked as he walked up behind me. I tensed slightly and quickly spun around, my heart pounding.

"Y-You scared me," I said, giggling nervously.

"Uh, no I won't be. I'm gonna head to the studio and get some producing done. I'm almost finished this one song so I want to try and get it done sometime this week," I told him.

"Again Joong? Can't you just come home earlier for one night," Seonghwa asked as he walked over.

"Hwa you know I can't. Once I've finished this song, I'll make sure I come back with you guys but until then, I'll be going to the studio to get it finished," I told him.

"But baby-."

"Don't call me that," I cut Wooyoung off sharply.

"Ok, Joong-ah just try not to stay too late alright. You're right, we deserve a break and that includes you," Seonghwa said softly.

"I know, have fun guys and I'll be home a bit later," I told them. They all nodded before leaving, Seonghwa helping along Yeosang who looked like he was about to fall asleep. I sighed and paused, just standing in the middle of the room anxiously. There's no way to delay the inevitable, I have to go to the studio today even if I may not want to. Our career depends on it. With one last deep breath, I grabbed my bag and went to my studio. I keyed in the password, hearing the click as it unlocked before I went inside and closed the door behind me. My throat closed up slightly as I looked around the room, memories of this past few weeks flashing through my mind but I took a few deep breaths and pushed them to the back of my mind. I quickly went over to my desk and sat down in the chair, hurrying to open my tablet so I didn't have to think about anything other than the song I was working on. It only took an hour, one hour for him to come. I had my headphones on as I was working on the song but one side was only half on. I prefer knowing when he's coming, it helps me close of a bit and be able to withstand it easier. Woojun isn't a good man. We all thought he was and to everyone else he was but behind closed doors... He wasn't.

"Hey baby, how's it going." I tensed up and clenched my hand around the mouse.

"Answer me baby," he said and I heard him slowly stalking closer.

"Fine," I replied sharply, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of me doing what he asked. He can do what he wants but I won't be doing anything, not at all. It's bad enough that I have to deal with what he does when I don't want him to do it.

"Come on baby, don't be so rude," he said, his hands being placed on my shoulder and squeezing them. It wasn't comforting however, it only felt hot and uncomfortable.

"Are you ignoring me baby." Hearing him continuously call me baby made me want to throw up but I pushed down the ugly feeling and tried focusing back on my work.

"I'm a bit tired today, aren't you," he asked, his hands drifting down lower, grazing over my chest and dipping beneath my shirt. I tensed and a whimper slipped out, unable to stop it as the feeling was still uncomfortable. I clenched my eyes closed and fought back tears as he continued to run his hands under my shirt, undoing a couple of buttons so more of my chest was exposed.

"You feel so good baby, such pale and smooth skin," he whispered, his lips right near my ear.

"J-Just get it over with," I said, my voice slightly strained. I'd rather him do whatever straight up rather than drawing it out.

"So eager for me baby," he drawled. The first set of tears started falling as I felt him drag his tongue behind my ear.

"But I'll comply," he said. I managed to quickly close off my mind and fix my headphones, trying to work on the song as he continued 'caring for me'.

He stayed for an hour, thankfully not as long as he usually does and once he left, I just stayed curled up on my chair, staring blankly the computer screen. After sitting like that for around 30 minutes, I finally came back around and started packing up, saving my work before turning off my computer and grabbing my bag. I decided that walking home would be better, it's not that far and I can clear my head so that's what I did. It was a 10 minute walk usually but I managed to drag it out to 15 minutes before I walked inside. There were a few lights on but I knew most of the boys would be asleep or at least in bed by now. I was surprised when I walked past the living room to see Jongho sitting on the couch in front of the TV, barely keeping his eyes open.

"Jjongie, what're you doing still up," I asked quietly as I placed my bag on the floor and walked over, kneeling in front of him.

"Oh hey Hyung, I was just um, I was waiting," he said tiredly.

"For what," I asked furrowing my eyebrows.

"For you to get home Hyung, wanted to say goodnight," he said quietly. I smiled fondly at the younger boy, yet again reminded that I would do anything to help him stay happy and achieve his dreams.

"Come on darling," I chuckled. I grabbed his hand and helped him up, guiding him to his shared room, steadying him as he stumbled slightly. I knocked before opening the door and walking him inside. Wooyoung and Yeosang were both on the formers bed and they were cuddled up watching something but they looked up when I entered.

"Is he ok," Yeosang asked quickly.

"Yeah he's fine, just falling asleep," I replied. I helped Jongho over to his bed so he could lay down before tucking him in. It was adorable how quickly he curled up and cuddled to his pillow. The only time we really get to see the soft side of Jongho is when he's tired or occasionally when he feels like it but that's very rare.

"Love you Hyung," he whispered.

"I love you too Jjongie," I said, gently moving his hair away from his face before standing back up.

"Don't stay up too late alright and don't be too loud because Jongho is sleeping," I told the two best friends.

"Of course baby," Wooyoung said teasingly. I tensed up at once again, another use of that disgusting word.

"Please don't call me that Wooyoung, I've asked you not to before," I said with a sigh. His smile slipped off his lips as he seemingly realised that I was being serious.

"Oh, of course Hyung. Sorry, I thought you were joking," he said seriously.

"It's fine Young-ah but do listen to what I said, bed soon and don't be too loud. If Jongho comes to me tomorrow saying you two woke him up, I won't be happy and neither will Seonghwa," I said sternly.

"And you say you two don't act like parents," Yeosang said, rolling his eyes. I will never admit it, ever.

"And you say you guys don't act like 5 year olds," I bit back jokingly.

"Hey, that's only Wooyoung," Yeosang pouted.

"Says the one pouting," I chuckled before leaving the room. I went back to my room, pausing as I saw Seonghwa sleeping on my bed, leant up against the wall. Of course he's kept himself up until he physically can't stay awake. I quickly got changed before slowly and gently moving Seonghwa to lay down on my bed, placing his head on my pillow and tucking the blanket under Seonghwa's chin. The elder boy curled up and let out a soft sigh, totally at peace and calm. As I continued to watch him, my eyes welled up with tears. He's so peaceful, so innocent and carefree, he deserves to be that way forever. I sniffled and quickly wiped my eyes before going over to Seonghwa's bed and laying down, letting sleep envelope me.

1 Week Later

"Come on boys, one more run through and then we'll have a quick break," I said. We were all panting and tired but as Idols we need to be able to push through being tired and still be able to perform well.

"Let's go guys, we can do this," San encouraged.

"Fighting," Yunho added. Everyone quickly got up and we ran through the song once again. By the time we were finally finished, everyone was surprisingly a little bit more energized as it always feels good to finish a run through whilst being tired.

"Drink break guys. We'll give it five minutes and then get back into it. We only have an hour left alright," I said, being met with various degrees of reactions. I went over to my bag and grabbed my drink bottle, taking a few sips before placing down my bottle again. I was about to stretch but completely froze when arms wrapped around my waist and a head was nuzzled into the back of my neck. My mind went blank and I felt the phantom touches of Woojun all over my body. It's usually at the studio when we're alone, w-what? How can he be doing it now in front of the boys?

"Get the fuck off me," I yelled, turning and shoving him as hard as I could. I heard a whimper. Not a deep whimper, a more high-pitched and familiar whimper.

"SANNIE." My eyes widened in shock as I looked over to see San on the floor, his eyes wide as Wooyoung ran to him and wrapped him up in his arms. Oh my god, I just shoved San. I just associated the sweet innocent boy with that vile man and possibly hurt him.

"Aegi, are you ok," Seonghwa asked softly to San who nodded quickly.

"What the hell Hongjoong Hyung, why would you do that? San didn't do anything wrong," Wooyoung said angrily. I looked around to see the other's all looking at me with frowns on their faces. I just, I just hurt Sannie. How could I hurt Sannie? How could I allow myself to freak out that badly over an innocent hug by one of my most gentle members? How could I be so stupid? My breath caught in my throat and I slowly started to back away from the duo on the floor. They're going to hate me, hell I hate myself right now. There is one thing I vowed never to do and that is to hurt one of the boys in any way and I've just done it in the worst.

"Hongjoong." At the quiet voice, my eyes found Seonghwa as he looked at me with an odd look on his face.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't, I didn't mean to," I said, struggling to take a breath as I tripped and fell to the floor, hardly even flinching as I quickly shuffled back until my back hit the wall.

Seonghwa's POV

Practice was hard, as usual, but it was also rewarding. When we finally got to have another break, I went over to my drink bottle and took a big gulp, enjoying the soothing feeling of it on my throat. I looked over to quickly see what everyone else was doing. Yunho and Mingi were somehow still very energized and were poking each other and giggling, Wooyoung was sitting on the floor doing whatever that was, Yeosang was talking to Jongho, Hongjoong was getting a drink and San was bouncing over to Hongjoong with a giggle. I smiled endearingly at the younger who always seems to love lots of cuddles from all of us whenever he can sneak them in. He wrapped his arms around the smaller leader and buried his nose into the back of Hongjoong's hand. I went from smiling to gasping and frowning within a few seconds as the atmosphere completely changed. Hongjoong suddenly yelled at San and shoved him to the ground, the younger whimpering as he came crashing down.

"SANNIE," Wooyoung yelled as he jumped up and rushed to San's side, pulling the slightly older into his arms. I was shocked, why would Hongjoong ever push San? Sannie always hugs people, no matter how angry or tired he may be, he should never have done that. I quickly walked over to check on San.

"Aegi, are you ok," I asked gently. He immediately nodded, looking over towards Hongjoong.

"What the hell Hongjoong Hyung, why would you do that? San didn't do anything wrong," Wooyoung asked in anger. I watched as Hongjoong's eyes widened and his chest started to heave. I could see fear in his eyes and I tensed slightly, unsure what was happening. Hongjoong started to slowly back away from us, heading towards the back wall.

"Hongjoong," I said slowly, confusion lacing my voice.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't, I didn't mean to," he said, his eyes watering. He took a few more steps before falling to the floor and backing up all the way into the wall. He begun to whimper and shake slightly as his arms wrapped around his knees that were pushed up to his chest.

"Hyung," Mingi asked, going to step closer to Hongjoong.

"Mingi don't, stay back," I said quickly, making him freeze. He's falling into a panic attack and the thing that triggered him was obviously what San did or what he did to San. Either way, crowding him right now might not be the best idea.

"Guys, just stay back alright. Yunho be gentle and don't get too close," I said. Yunho nodded and followed me until we were kneeling down a few meters away from Hongjoong who was still panicking, his eyes slightly glazed over as tears fell down his face.

"Joong, Joongie it's Hwa. Can you hear me," I asked softly, only receiving a whimper in reply.

"Hyung it's ok, you're alright," Yunho said gently. Hongjoong choked slightly and let out a sob.

"Joongie it's ok. Everything's fine, San isn't hurt alright. I don't know why you did that Hongjoong but it's alright right now," I said. At San's name, Hongjoong finally responded. He looked up and his tear-filled eyes met mind. I could see the self-doubt and the guilt in his eyes. He didn't mean to hurt San. That doesn't make it right but it's something we can address the issue when he's in a better headspace.

"It's ok Hongjoongie, he's not hurt," I told him.

"I-I p-pushed him," he whined.

"Hyung I'm ok," San spoke up softly. Hongjoong's eyes welled up once again and he slowly held a hand out.

"S-Sannie. Sannie I'm so sorry," he whimpered.

"Please," he pleaded.

"It's ok Hyung, I'm not mad," San told him.

"I-I know I don't deserve it, but ple-." San didn't even wait for him to finish, just dived forwards and wrapped his arms around Hongjoong tightly. I noticed Hongjoong tense and tremble slightly but he held San tightly.

"Can I tuck my head under your chin," San asked quietly, so only Hongjoong and I could hear as Yunho had moved back to Mingi.

"Please don't Sannie, m'sorry," Hongjoong whispered in reply, clenching his eyes closed.

"It's ok Hyung, just tell me to stop if I make you uncomfortable," San said softly. He seemed to have come to the same conclusion as me, it something about the hug that set him off but I can think about it later. San gently guided Hongjoong's head to rest on his chest, making the older relax.

"It's ok Hyung, you're alright," San said, running his fingers through the leaders hair. We all stayed quiet for a few minutes as San managed to get Hongjoong to relax even more.

"I think that's enough practice for tonight, why don't we head home," I asked, breaking the silence.

"That's a good idea, let's get packed up," Yeosang agreed immediately. San gently helped Hongjoong up, the smaller latching onto him tightly. Yeosang quickly grabbed San's bag while Jongho picked up Hongjoong's. We walked to the van and got inside, Hongjoong still staying close to San who seemed all to eager to indulge. The entire trip was quick and quiet, no one really wanting to talk or just not knowing what to say. Once we got home, San gently lead Hongjoong to our room and I motioned for the other's to go to the living room.

"Hyung I have a question," Yeosang said once we were all seated in the living room. Hongjoong will be preoccupied with San, probably not wanting him our of his sight for a while. I nodded at Yeosang to continue.

"Has Hongjoong Hyung ever mentioned any past trauma," he asked quietly. Past trauma? I mean I can see where he's coming from I guess but no one's ever mentioned anything.

"He's never mentioned anything, nor has anyone else," I replied shaking my head.

"There's definitely something wrong though. You don't have a reaction like that from a hug unless there's some underlying problem," Wooyoung said with a frown.

"Plus San hugs everyone all the time, including Hongjoong but he's never had a reaction like that," Yunho added.

"Yeah, and he was fine when San hugged him afterwards. Maybe it was because he was taken by surprise," Mingi said.

"I mean after that Sannie was checking in to make sure Hongjoong was fine with what he was doing so maybe. But Hongjoong has never once mentioned the possibility of a past trauma nor has there been any indication of one before today," I said, making everyone go quiet as they thought.

"What if it isn't what we think," Jongho asked suddenly, breaking the silence.

"What do you mean," Yeosang asked.

"What if we're looking at it wrong. What if the reason there's been no indication of past trauma is because there was none," Jongho said slowly.

"I'm not getting it," Wooyoung said. Me and you both. Yeosang suddenly sat up straighter.

"It's not past trauma, it's recent," he breathed out. I stiffened at the implication. Something may have happened to Hongjoong, right under our noses. But that can't be possible, right?

"How? We're literally around each other all the time, there wouldn't be a chance for anything to happened," Mingi said shaking his head quickly.

"Fuck."

"Yeosang. Language," I said sternly.

"The studio. Oh my god, Hyung is always alone at the studio for hours when he's producing. He's alone for most of the time but people still go see him, people are alone in there with him, anything could happen in there," Yeosang said quickly. Oh shit, no, no, no. He's right.

"Damnit. He does spend a lot of time there unsupervised," Wooyoung said nervously as he bit on his lip. Everyone looked worried and upset, which is understandable as we're just now realizing something might be happening to someone we care a lot about.

"What are we going to do? We don't know for sure what's actually happening or who might be doing something," Yunho said with a sigh.

"Don't worry about it ok, I'll deal with it. I want you all to just act normally alright but try to dial down the skinship with Joong-ah or at least let him know beforehand to make sure it's ok. We don't want him having another panic attack," I said.

"Are you sure," Mingi asked me.

"Yeah, I'll deal with it alright," I nodded.

"Ok," Yunho said, the other's all agreeing after.

"Look after Hongjoongie Hyung please Hyung," Jongho asked softly.

"Of course," I replied. Just as I finished talking, we heard the door open I looked over to see San and Hongjoong walking out. They were both smiling and chatting, Hongjoong looking much better than earlier.

"We gonna watch some TV," he asked as he sat down on the couch next to Jongho. I was surprised at how quickly he managed to bounce back and seem fine. It's actually sort of worrying to be honest.

"Sure," Yunho said, getting up to turn on the TV. I was barely paying attention because I was too busy keeping an eye on Jongho and Hongjoong who were next to me but the other's seemed to have taken my advice and were watching TV.

"Hyung," Jongho suddenly whispered. I turned my head slightly but quickly realised he was talking to Hongjoong.

"What's up Jjongie," Hongjoong hummed quietly.

"C-Can I cuddle you," he whispered. Hongjoong paused before nodding and opening his arms.

"Of course darling," he replied. I smiled softly as Jongho shuffled closer and cuddled up to Hongjoong's side. Hongjoong always has had a soft spot for the youngest member of the group.

"Who's up for takeaway," Hongjoong asked suddenly.

"Fried chicken," Yeosang asked, instantly perking up with wide, innocent eyes as he looked at the leader hopefully. Yeah there's no way he is saying no to him right now.

"Sure," he said, a small smile gracing his lips. It was a massive 180 from how he was less than an hour ago. It didn't take long for the chicken to be delivered and soon enough we were all watching TV and eating some fried chicken with BBQ sauce.

"Sangie, come here for a sec," Hongjoong said suddenly, a slight chuckle in his tone. I looked over at Yeosang and held back a laugh. I don't know what it is but he somehow always manages to make a mess around his mouth when he eats. Yeosang looked confused but shuffled over on his knees until he flopped down in front of Hongjoong. Hongjoong gently leaned forwards and cupped Yeosang's face, using his thumb to gently wipe away the crumbs and little bit of sauce from the corner of Yeosang's mouth. Yeosang pouted cutely through the entire process. Once Hongjoong finished, he gently kissed Yeosang's forehead. Yeosang gave him a small smile before going back to watching the TV.

Hongjoong's POV

I felt bad at how I acted yesterday but I had a deep discussion with San in my room and he assured me everything was ok. I couldn't tell him why I reacted how I did but he was very understanding and he forgave me almost straight away. I didn't want him to, what I did is not something that should easily be accepted and forgiven. It was eating me up how I could've hurt Sannie but after thoroughly checking that he was ok, I relax a little bit more. That's why today at practice, I decided to be extra careful and attentive with San, just to make up for how I treated him yesterday.

"Great training guys, we're done for today," I said, turning off the music. Everyone was tired and panting but it really was a good practice session.

"Thank gosh. Sannie wanna play some video games when we get home," Wooyoung asked.

"Of course," San nodded.

"You coming home early tonight Hyung," Mingi asked me.

"Nah I'll go to the studio for a bit. I missed yesterday because of uh, what happened so I'll go today," I said with a sigh.

"Ok Hyung, just don't stay up too late," he reminded me.

"You're turning into Hwa," I chuckled.

"Is that a bad thing," Seonghwa asked as he walked over.

"This ok," he murmured as he gently placed his arm over my shoulder. I looked up at him and gave him a small smile, leaning into his touch. It touched my heart that the boys were checking to make sure I was comfortable when they touched me. I mean it's slightly worrying but I don't think they know what's wrong, they just know that I reacted badly yesterday.

"You gonna be ok looking after the kids while I'm gone," I teased softly.

"Course I will," he said, giving me a small smile.

"Alright, call me if you need anything," he told me. Yeah nope, not happening.

"Same to you Hwa," I replied, plastering on a fake smile.

"So who's going to be at the studio today Hyung," Yunho asked.

"I dunno. No one," I replied with a shrug. Woojun. He won't be happy after me not coming yesterday.

"Alright, well see you later Hyung," Wooyoung said, sending me a wave. I gave him a tight smile before they all slowly left the room. I once again found myself standing in the middle of the dance room anxiously. I missed yesterday, Woojun won't be happy. I'm supposed to be in the studio every Monday to Thursday and I missed yesterday, which was a Wednesday. I slowly went over to my bag and picked it up, frowning slightly when a piece of paper dropped to the floor from my bag. I bent down and picked it up, smiling softly when I read what was on it.

Hey Hyungie, I know you need to finish the song you're working on and I'm so thankful for how much you do for all of us but don't work yourself too much. Stay hydrated and don't come home too late

Jongho

Jongho has a hard time showing how much he cares for us but it's little stuff like this that get's the feelings across quite well. Once again, it's another reminder of why I'm doing what I'm doing. It gave me the courage to finally bite the bullet and make my way to the studio. I input the code to the lock and slipped inside, closing it behind me. I stopped moving when I turned around and saw Woojun sitting on my desk chair.

"Where were you yesterday," he asked, getting straight to the point.

"Something happened at practice and we all went home early," I told him.

"What happened," he asked, standing up.

"Nothing, there was just an issue with Sannie," I replied. Woojun frowned before strutting forward quickly, making me back up until my back hit the wall. He only stopped when he was a few inches away, towering over me slightly. I fought back a whimper and met his gaze.

"Are you lying to me Kim Hongjoong," he asked gruffly.

"N-No," I replied, cursing myself for stuttering. His hand shot up and grabbed at my hair harshly, yanking it down and causing me to whine in pain.

"You little bitch, did you say something? You know the consequences if you say anything," he growled.

"N-No, no I didn't. I swear I didn't," I said, holding back tears as he continued to hold onto my hair tightly.

"You know the rules," he said, tugging harder. By now tears were streaming down my face at the pain.

"I know. I know Hyungie, please," I whimpered.

"That's not my name," he grumbled. Usually I absolutely hate doing anything he wants me to do but his hold on my hair was too tight.

"P-Please Sir, I didn't do anything. It hurts," I sniffled. All at once the pain was gone and a had was cupping my cheek and wiping away my tears.

"I'm sorry baby, I just had to be sure," he cooed. I'm not stupid, I know what he's doing isn't good. I yanked my head away from his hand and slipped past him.

"Are you mad baby," he asked sweetly.

"Just do what it is you want to do, I really don't care. You know I won't tell anyone, you just enjoy holding your threats over my head," I said tightly.

"So you're going to be a whiny bitch today baby," he asked. I didn't reply, just sat down at my desk.

"You know you're going to have to make it up to me for missing yesterday, maybe give me a bit more hmm," he hummed. My back stiffened and my stomach clenched uncomfortably.

"What more could you want? I already give you so much, I give me for god sake. I don't want this, I never want this but you won't let me go. You're holding the kids careers over my head, Hwa's career. I take whatever you do without complaint, isn't that enough," I asked. I was tired, so tired of having to put up with this.

"You think that's enough," he scoffed.

"You're useless, untalented. I'm what's helping keep your group afloat right now with the songs I'm helping you with. Do you seriously think you'd be this good without me," he asked. I bit back a retort, knowing it's best not to reply because he'll get angry. I know what he said wasn't true, I've been doing this way before he came.

"This is my payment for helping you, and you give it so well baby," he whispered as he walked over.

"Headphones on and get working for me baby," he said. I just sighed and gave in, grabbing the headphones and putting them on. Time to blank out again.

Seonghwa's POV

"Hyung I don't feel good about this," Wooyoung said as we walked into the dorm.

"Neither do I. If we know somethings happening, we should stay with Hyung or call the police. Anything to protect Hyung," San said.

"That's the thing. We don't know if anything is happening, we can't exactly just call the police and have them show up for nothing," I said with a sigh.

"But Hyung, I don't want Hongjoongie Hyung getting hurt. H-He panicked to badly when I touched him yesterday, what happens if something really is happening," San begged me.

"Ok, I'll go and check up on him in an hour alright. If anything's wrong, I'll help him," I promised. San nodded and sniffled before running over and hugging me tightly. I quickly wrapped my arms around him and rubbed his back softly.

"Go have fun with Yeosangie and Wooyoungie," I whispered softly, placing a kiss to his temple gently. He nodded before finally letting go and walking off to his room. I sighed and went over to the couch, pulling out my phone to occupy myself for the next hour. I didn't end up waiting the hour, lasting just over half an hour before I gave in to the bad feeling in my stomach and jumped up, shrugging on a jacket and rushing out the door. I jogged all the way to the company building, getting there in under 10 minutes. There was a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach as I walked towards Hongjoong's studio. There's basically no one around the company at the moment, just a few security guards. I strode up to the door and quickly input the password. Not many people know the password to Hongjoong's studio, only some other producers who help him on song and me, for when he overworks himself and I have to drag him out of the studio to look after himself. Not even the boys or the manager know that password as the studio is Hongjoong's safe space, where he shouldn't be bothered. Safe space my arse. The minute I opened the door I froze, horror and disgust taking over. They didn't even seem to have noticed I was in the room. Hongjoong was sitting up stiff as a board in his chair. He has his headphones on and was working on his computer, or trying to at least. The other man, Woojun, he was, he was behind Hongjoong. One arm was wrapped around his waist and the other was stroking the inside of his thigh, squeezing it at times and making Hongjoong go even stiffer if that was possible. Woojun was nuzzling his nose into the back of Hongjoong's neck and I could hear the unmistakable sound of him kissing it. San hugged Hongjoong and nuzzled into his neck. As I looked, I noticed a mirror in the corner of the room. I looked closer and my heart stopped. I had a clear view of Hongjoong's face through the mirror and I absolutely hated what I saw. God I should've listened to San and came earlier. There were tears falling down Hongjoong's face, silently, so no one would know unless they saw him. The horror, shock and guilt were there for a few seconds before it was replaced with anger. Blinding, hot, anger. Before I could think, I found myself rushing forwards. I grabbed the back of Woojun's collar and yanked him back harshly, earning a shocked gasp from him. I didn't even hesitate, I just poured every bit of emotion I had into my next move and swung my are as hard as possible and it collided with his face with a sickening crack. All it took was that one punch to knock him out cold. I saw Hongjoong jump in my peripheral vision, spinning around with fear in his eyes before freezing when he saw me. I dropped Woojun carelessly, not giving a flying fuck if he broke something in the progress. I turned to Hongjoong and slowly, gently kneeled down in front of him, making sure not to get too close just in case it scared him. His eyes drifted to Woojun knocked out on the ground before looking back to me. They went wide and his tears stopped as he seemed to spend a few seconds processing what had happened before his head tilted to the side slightly.

"H-Hwa Hyung," he whispered, so quietly I could barely hear him before he promptly burst into tears and buried his face in one of his hands before reaching out to me with the other one. I quickly slipped my hand into his and linked our fingers, biting my lip to hold back tears at the sight of our leader, my best friend who has supported me for over 3 years completely breaking down in front of me and there was nothing I could do.

"I'm here Joong, I'm here," I whispered sadly. He squeezed my hand tightly and pulled me forwards, surprising me as he slipped off his chair and into my arms, grasping to me tightly. I didn't hug him back, not wanting to accidentally do something wrong but I moved slightly so I managed to have him basically tucked up in my lap. Sobs wracked his body and every single one of them shook my body as well. It was painful hearing the sadness in his cries but it was even worse when my mind drifted off to whatever else could have happened to Hongjoong while we were all clueless.

"Hwa, I can't. I d-don't want to be here. Please get me out, I don't w-want to be in this room," Hongjoong begged, and who was I to ever consider denying him.

"I need to carry you, is that ok," I asked softly, earning a vigorous nod from him. I swiftly scooped him up and rushed out the room 'accidentally' stepping on Woojun's hand on the way out.

"I'm going to the spare meeting room Joongie," I said softly. He didn't reply but he didn't protest either so I carried him into the room. When we got inside, I closed the door and went straight to the corner behind a cabinet, sitting down and pulling Hongjoong into my lap once again. He quickly latched to me, burying his head under my chin and clutching my shirt tightly.

"I'm here Hongjoong, I just need to make a call ba-love," I said quickly. He sniffled and nodded his head in response. I took a deep breath before grabbing my phone and dialling Yunho's number.

"Hyung, what's up? Have you gone to check on Hongjoong yet," he asked as he answered. Hongjoong tensed slightly in my grip but I gently placed my head on his, making him relax once again.

"Yunho I need you to do me a favour," I told him.

"Ok, what's up," he asked slowly.

"I need you to call the police and get them to come to the company. Tell them uh, tell them there's been an ongoing sexual assault and the offender is still here. He's in Hongjoong's studio," I said sadly. It was quiet for a few seconds before Yunho replied.

"Ok Hyung, I love you, both of you," he said softly. His words caused Hongjoong to sob even harder and I felt bad knowing Yunho could hear that and he only knows half the facts but I was thankful that Yunho didn't question anything, just said goodbye before hanging up. I put the phone on the floor and turned my attention back to Hongjoong.

"Joongie, I want to hug you. Would that be ok," I asked him.

"S-Seonghwa," he sniffled.

"Yeah Joong-ah," I replied.

"I love you s-so much," he whispered.

"I love you too Hongjoongie," I replied in confusion.

"I trust you," he said softly.

"I know but you tell me if anything isn't good alright," I told him. He nodded slowly so I took a deep breath. I delicately wrapped my arms around him, rubbing his back softly and pulling him closer to me. He sniffled and continued to cry into my shoulder as I rested my cheek against his.

"I'm here Hongjoong, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. I promise I'll be there for you Hongjoong, I'm not going to let anyone touch you ever again," I reassured him. I continued to murmur sweet nothings and reassurances into his ear as he snuggled closer to me, curling up in my lap. He eventually started to calm down, drifting off slightly. After around 10 to 20 minutes, I heard talking from down the hall, signalling the police were now here. I didn't move though, just rocked Hongjoong from side to side, soothing Hongjoong in a sleep as he seemed too exhausted to do much else. I looked down at the small sleeping boy in my arms, my heart clenching tightly once again. Every part of my mind was telling me to protect, protect, protect the sweet innocent boy I was holding. He doesn't deserve this, none of this. What I saw was disgusting and heartbreaking but I highly doubt that's the only thing that has happened. Who knows how long this has been going on, Woojun has been here for over a month, helping Hongjoong with producing. I lifted my hand up and gently carded it through his soft locks, brushing the hair off his forehead. His face was lax and calm, the dried tear tracks on his face the only indication of his distress earlier. I jolted slightly when I heard the door open and I quickly tightened my arms around Hongjoong, pulling him closer protectively. A few seconds later, Jongho rounded the corner and stopped, looking over at us. His face softened and he sent me a sad smile.

"You did good Hyung," he said softly before walking off. I was slightly confused but I just shook it off and kept holding Hongjoong tightly, resting my head on his shoulder.

Yeosang's POV

"Hyungs, I found them," Jongho said as he walked over to us. After Yunho called the police, we met them at the company but Seonghwa and Hongjoong were nowhere to be found so we had a quick look around.

"Where are they," Mingi asked quickly.

"In the spare meeting room but I don't think it's a good idea to crowd them right now," Jongho said shaking his head.

"Why not," Wooyoung asked him.

"Hongjoong Hyung is sleeping in Seonghwa Hyungs lap and Seonghwa Hyung looks like he's going to attack anyone who tries to go near Hongjoong Hyung," Jongho replied with a sigh. I guess that's understandable. I don't exactly know what Seonghwa saw but I know it wasn't anything good and Hongjoong is the person Seonghwa tries to look after the most because he works himself too hard. Seonghwa probably doesn't want to be away from him right now.

"Um, excuse me officer," Yunho said, gaining the attention of one of the police officers still nearby.

"Is there something wrong," he asked as he walked over.

"Um, our Hyungs aren't really in the best shape right now to talk to someone," Yunho said slowly.

"I understand, stuff like this can be hard to process. We'll be back tomorrow to try and take a statement and have a look at the security footage," he told us.

"Thank you sir," I said, bowing down. He gave us a small nod before walking off back to the other police officers.

"San, Yeosang, you two should go and get Hongjoong and Seonghwa. You two are the calmest and I think you'll be less intimidating," Manager-nim said.

"Are you sure," San asked nervously. He nodded but San still looked apprehensive so walked over and grabbed his hand, gently guiding him towards the room Jongho mentioned.

"Just be yourself and Hyung'll relax," I told him. He gave me a small smile and nodded before we opened the door and walked into the room.

"They aren't here," San said slowly. I looked around, noticing the shelf off to the side. I tapped his shoulder and nodded towards the shelf. He frowned but followed me around the corner. I stopped with a sigh as we rounded the corner to see a sleeping Hongjoong cradled in Seonghwa protectively, just as Jongho said. The minute he saw us, he pulled Hongjoong even closer to himself and looked up at us with wide eyes. He looked scared but he also looked guilty. I could tell he didn't want us near Hongjoong but only because his protective instincts had kicked in and he felt guilty at the fact he felt that way when he knows we wouldn't hurt Hongjoong.

"Hey Hyung, are you ok," San asked gently.

"Y-yeah," Seonghwa replied with a nod.

"Is Hongjoong Hyung ok," I asked him softly.

"Um, at the moment yeah," he replied.

"The police have taken shitface away, so he wont be able to go near anyone again. It's quite cold in here and I doubt it's comfortable, maybe we should go back to the dorm," I said gently. Seonghwa quickly looked down at Hongjoong and then back up at us.

"It's alright, we're not going to take Hongjoong Hyung away from you. Why don't you carry him to the van," I said quickly. He looked slightly apprehensive but he let out a small breath and slowly nodded.

"I-I'll hold him," he said quietly.

"Of course Hyung," San replied softly.

"Can we help you two up," I asked him.

"Ok," he whispered. San and I gently walked over, approaching him like he was a frightened animal. We went on either side of him and helped him up, making sure not to accidentally wake Hongjoong up. When we walked out and over to the boys, they stayed quiet and made sure to give Seonghwa some space. I saw their eyes immediately flit over to the two eldests and they looked sad. It is sad though. Whatever happened with Hongjoong doesn't sound good and my stomach is churning at the thought that Woojun may have been sexually assaulting him since he got here but none of us even had a clue about it. Seonghwa carried Hongjoong straight to the back of the van and sat down, keeping him clutched in his arms tightly. This may take a while to get him to relax.

Seonghwa's POV

I gently carried Hongjoong into the door, walking into the loungeroom and sitting down on the couch with him still sleeping in my lap. The boys and I need to have a talk but I don't want to leave Hongjoong alone so he can stay on my lap. The other's all filed in, sitting down on the couch and floor around us. It was silent for a few minutes before I finally gathered the courage to speak up.

"I went to the studio to check on Joongie, like I said I would," I said quietly. Everyone looked up at me but didn't say anything, just waited for me to continue.

"I don't think they heard me when I walked in. Hongjoong had headphones on and Woojun was, busy," I closed my eyes to blink away the tears that were welling up at the images.

"I, it was horrible. Joongie was just sitting there, on his computer but his whole body was tense. He-He just let him do whatever he wanted. W-Woojun had his arms around him. One was on his waist and the other was t-touching his thigh and s-squeezing it. He was kissing him as well, on his neck," I paused as another image flashed through my mind, the mirror. Tears started to slide down my face and I sniffled.

"I saw him, his face, in the mirror. He just crying, silently. He wasn't making a single sound, wasn't protesting, just took it quietly despite clearly not enjoying it." By this time, most of the other's were crying and I ended up choking out a sob. I dropped my head and buried it in Hongjoong shoulder, sobbing sadly.

"I'm sorry." I jolted slightly at the soft voice. I lifted my head and looked down at Hongjoong who was now awake, obviously having woken up when we all started quietly.

"Hyung none of this is your fault. You don't have anything to be sorry for," Jongho said quickly.

"Yes I do. I should've told someone what was happening. I just didn't want to stress you guys out and I was ashamed that I just let it happen," Hongjoong said quickly. My heart broke at the pain in his voice and I went to place a kiss to the back of his neck but I quickly stopped myself and leaned back.

"You don't have anything to be ashamed of Hongjoong," I told him, making him shake his head.

"I should've done more to get him to stop. I told him so many times that I wasn't interested and I didn't want him to touch me but I'm not, I'm not exactly strong and he," Hongjoong paused and took a deep breath.

"He threatened to make a scandal about you guys, about us and I just, I couldn't. You've all worked so hard to get where we are now and a scandal could ruin us, I didn't want that to happen," he said as tears begun to run down his face. Yunho suddenly jumped up and rushed over to embrace Hongjoong. The small flinched slightly but didn't hesitate to hug back.

"It's not your fault Hyung, none of us blame you," Yunho said.

"We're so thankful for you Hyung and it's so great of you to protect us but we wouldn't want you to get hurt in order to do that," San added.

"It's ok, I'm not mad about that part. I was looking after you guys and that's my job as the leader," Hongjoong replied as Yunho pulled away and went back to his seat.

"We wouldn't care if that happened Hongjoong. All we would want is to make sure everyone is ok, we don't need you get hurt to stay happy alright," I said, my voice going softer as I went along. He sighed before giving a small nod.

"Do you want to talk to us about what happened," Mingi asked. Hongjoong immediately stiffened and a small whine slipped from his lips, alerting me instantly. He quickly shook his head and went to move away but I tightened my grip to stop him. I know, dumb idea, but at the time I was just thinking about keeping close. He started whimpering and writhing in my grip, desperately trying to get away.

"Hyung let him go, you're scaring him," Yeosang said suddenly. I snapped back into focusing on the smaller boy in my lap and realised what I was doing. I quickly let go of him and he lunged away, curling up on the opposite side of the couch, holding up a hand to stop us. Shit.

Hongjoong's POV

"We wouldn't care if that happened Hongjoong. All we would want is to make sure everyone is ok, we don't need you get hurt to stay happy alright," Seonghwa said to me. I let out a small sigh before nodding in reply.

"Do you want to talk to us about what happened," Mingi asked me. His words immediately made me stiffen and a small whine slipped out at the thought of having to tell the boys just how disgusting I had been. I love them, like my own family and I feel ashamed of what happened. No matter how many times they tell me it isn't my fault and even if I know it isn't, it doesn't change the fact that it happened and it's not something I'm proud of. I went to move of Seonghwa so I could have some space to think but my mind completely blanked when arms tightened around my waist. I immediately thought of Woojun but I quickly pushed it out of my mind. This is Park Seonghwa. My Hyung. Mt other half. Someone who cares about me more than anyone in this world and would NEVER, EVER hurt me any way. I'm not associating them together and I'm not scared of him hurting me. Despite that, I was still panicking slightly as I just need some space to calm down and clear my head. I whimpered and started moving around, trying to get out of Seonghwa's lap.

"Hyung let him go, you're scaring him," Yeosang said quickly. No, no he's not. He'd never scare me, he's just suffocating me and I need space. His words worked though as Seonghwa let me go. I quickly slipped off his lap and shuffled over to the other end of the couch, holding my hand up to signal to them to just wait while I calm down.

"W-Wait," I gasped out. I took some deep breaths as I begun to calm down and another few until my breathing was back to normal.

"You don't need to say anything Hyung. We wont force you to tell us but if you need to let it out, we're here for you," Jongho said gently. I looked up at him and let out a small, breathing chuckled before holding out my arms and motioning him over. He got up and walked over slowly, sitting down next to me.

"C-Can I hug you while I talk," I asked him quietly, nodding down to my lap.

"Of course Hyung," he said, moving to sit on my lap and leaning back. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his shoulder, letting out a small breath. It's now or never.

"It started about a week after he came to the company. It started off with him just being a little handsy during one of our sessions, rubbing my thighs and stuff. I immediately told him to stop but he said if I did anything to stop him, he'd take the music we'd been working on for the past week and take it somewhere else. I didn't want us to be put even further behind so I didn't do anything." I squeezed my eyes closed as a few tears slipped out.

"It's ok Hyung, you're doing so well," Jongho whispered softly.

"At the beginning I didn't do much. I thought I could deal with it because all he was doing was just touching my arms and legs and giving me these weird massages while I worked but then it got worse. He started, touching, other places. I tried to stop him again, begged him to stop but threatened to start scandals and ruin your careers and I, I couldn't. I just couldn't," I sniffled, hoping they'd understand where I was coming from.

"It's alright. Take a deep breath for me Joongie," Seonghwa said gently. I listened to what he said and took a deep breath, breathing in Jongho's cologne and relaxing once again, untensing.

"How bad was it," Seonghwa asked quietly. I quickly shook my head, there's no way I'm going into details. Not only do I not want them to know everything that happened but I'd also rather not think about it.

"Please, I don't want to talk about it," I said desperately.

"Of course, that's ok Hyung. You don't have to say anything you aren't comfortable with," Yunho said quickly. His words made a weight release from my chest, one I didn't realise was there. It made me feel even safer. This is my family, my boys, and they respect my wishes and what I'm comfortable with.

"There's another thing we need to discuss," Yeosang said.

"What is it," I asked.

"We need you to let us know what you want us to do to make you feel safe," he asked me. Wait, what?

"What do you mean? I am safe, none of you would ever do anything to me," I said in confusion.

"Although that's definitely true, we want to make sure you're comfortable all the time," Mingi said.

"Don't forget how scared you got with San, we just want to make sure you aren't getting scared," Yunho said. Oh shit, I forgot about that. I mean I did discuss it with San already but I still felt bad. I went to apologize but was immediately cut off.

"It wasn't a problem Hyung, we've already talked about it but we just want you to be comfortable," Yeosang said quickly. I sighed and looking down, twiddling with the bottom of Jongho's top. I don't want to burden the boys even more by making them have to change stuff to accommodate me.

"Whatever you want, we'll be 100% willing to do. We're more than willing to do anything you want us to, do to make sure you're comfortable.

"Can you, uh, maybe let me know if you're going to do any skinship, especially back hugs. It's just, it might scare me slightly," I said quietly.

"Of course, that's not a problem," Seonghwa replied.

"Anything else," Mingi asked me.

"Um, do you think Hyung will let me change where I work to a different studio? I just don't really want to have to go in there," I said with a sigh.

"I'm sure that's fine. And we'll move your stuff for you, so you don't have to go in there," Yunho said. God I love these boys. So much.

"Thanks guys, it means a lot. It's getting late now though, so we should all head off to bed," I told them.

"Aww," Wooyoung whined.

"Come on Youngie, listen to Hyung," San said as he stood up and grabbed Wooyoung's hand, to lead him back to their rooms. The other's all got up, mumbling goodnight and a bunch of love you's. I smiled softly and got up, heading to Seonghwa and I's room. Seonghwa followed and we both got dressed into our pyjamas. Once I was done, I sat down on my bed and turned to Seonghwa who was buttoning up my shirt.

"Hyung," I said quietly. He turned around quickly, raising an eyebrow for me to continue.

"Can you come sleep next to me," I asked, feeling slightly small and embarrassed for some reason.

"A-Are you sure? Won't it make me uncomfortable," he asked with a small frown.

"No, you never make me uncomfortable. You're gentle when you hug me, you, you treat me like I'm precious and delicate. Woojun never did that, it feels nice" I said honestly. He paused and his face softened.

"Oh baby," he said gently. I expected to feel disgusted, to think of Woojun, but I didn't, I just gave him a small smile.

"Woojun called me baby," I said quietly. It was kind of funny how quickly Seonghwa's face dropped.

"Oh my god, I'm so sor-."

"Can you keep calling me that sometimes," I butted in. He doesn't need to apologize. I don't know why but it didn't upset me when he said it and maybe I can replace the bad memories with some good ones.

"W-What," he spluttered.

"I don't feel bad when you say it. I just thought maybe it would help me stop thinking about the bad memories whenever someone says that word," I explained.

"Oh ok, sure. You wanna sleep on mine or yours," he asked.

"Yours," I replied. He sat down while I went and turned of the light.

"Come here baby," he said softly, opening his arms from his bed. I quickly shuffled over and climbed onto the bed, falling into his arms. He helped me lay down and placed the blanket over me before wrapping his arms around me softly, making sure not to squeeze too hard but still holding me and providing some comfort. I quickly curled up, resting my head on his chest and fisting his shirt in my hands.

"Get some darling, I'll be right here in the morning," he whispered. It didn't take long for my eyelids to feel heavy and slowly close as I drifted off to sleep, safe in the arms of my best friend, my rock in life...

A/N

This was requested by bekahstull27 and I hope you liked it.

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