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Namjoon and Seokjin stood outside of Taehyung's hospital room, watching as they hooked him up to a respirator to help him breath normally. Namjoon wasn't sure if it was completely necessary, but he was grateful that Taehyung was in good hands now.

Namjoon turned towards Hoseok as he bit his lower lip, his hands clasped behind his back. He half expected Hoseok to slap the shit out of him for talking to him the way he did and half expected to be beaten down in front of everyone for touching Taehyung. "I- I'm so-" Hoseok cut him off with a glare delivered straight through his irises and deep into his soul, shaking him to the core. "Don't apologize. Tae is safe now and that's all that matters to me," he stated, turning on his heel to leave.

With Namjoon and Seokjin now knowing he favored Taehyung, everyone that worked for Hoseok would soon be well aware of it too. Although, nobody would say anything to Hoseok. Nobody wanted to be that person to speak out against his favoritism, especially because Taehyung received more punishment than any of them.
 
Seokjin turned towards Taehyung's room once again, the two of them finally allowed inside of his room. Seokjin quickly made his way over towards Taehyung, gripping his hand in his and squeezing it as the younger slept. Namjoon watched silently as Seokjin gently brushed his fingers through Taehyung's hair, knowing Taehyung had protected them both. 

Namjoon felt tears sting his eyes suddenly and he couldn't help but sob softly as Seokjin rubbed his back gently. "He doesn't even like me, Jin... He still protected me too," he stated, realizing how deep Taehyung's love for other's truly thrived. Seokjin chuckled softly as he kissed Namjoon's hand, still holding Taehyung's hand as well. "Joonie, you don't understand Taehyung at all. He doesn't hate you. He's uncomfortable around you, because he's been conditioned to think you hate him. You've both been manipulated into working against each other because of Hoseok. You were right earlier... Hoseok has single handedly managed to isolate Taehyung from everyone. Making Taehyung think that we hate him or that he's all alone in this world besides Hoseok, so that he feels he can't rely on anyone else..."

Namjoon glanced down at Seokjin, squeezing his hand firmly yet gently. "Doesn't he have Jimin too?" he asked, trying to understand Taehyung a little more. Seokjin laughed softly at Namjoon's question as he shook his head. "You'd think that, wouldn't you? If it came down to it, Tae would let Hoseok kill him in order for Jimin to live. There is no one else within his closed off little world besides Hoseok... because Hoseok made him that way. It's everybody else or Taehyung and Tae would rather not see anybody else hurt. Wh- which is why I don't want to have to betray him," he sobbed softly, clutching Taehyung's hand harder as he turned towards the younger. 

Namjoon sighed softly, realizing he didn't want to isolate Taehyung even more as well. Neither one of them wanted to go with Hoseok's plan as they stared at Taehyung's fragile form laying in this bed. He looked no older than a child to them now as he slept, both of them realizing his age and the difference between him and them. Seokjin looked up at Namjoon, sighing softly as he bit his lip. "Speaking of Jimin... someone should warn him that Taehyung is in the hospital."

Namjoon nodded softly, grabbing Taehyung's phone from the bedside table and dialing Jimin's number, since it was one that was under his emergency contacts. Namjoon could feel the splintered glass against his cheek, wondering if Hoseok had anything to do with Taehyung's broken screen. 

Yoongi stayed awake all night, waiting for Taehyung to return home from talking with Seokjin. He didn't think it'd take him this long to speak with someone as he glanced over at the clock. It was already four in the morning, how much longer did he need to speak with Seokjin about that ominous message. 

He closed his eyes for a moment, mulling over the message before his eyes snapped open once again. He suddenly remembered that Seokjin was also one of the people that Hoseok had enlisted help from. He shot off the bed, quickly yanking open the door to Taehyung's room to warn Jimin, only to see Jimin standing outside the door on his phone.

Jimin's serious expression had Yoongi worried as he stared at the younger, his fingers trembling slightly as he tightened his grip on the door knob to stop them from shaking. "I- is everything alright," he asked hesitantly, afraid of what he might hear from Jimin. 

Jimin nodded softly, but Yoongi didn't think he was answering his question as he watched on. "Yeah, okay. Thank you for letting us know, Namjoon," he stated, hanging up the phone. He glanced up to see Yoongi in Taehyung's doorway, trying to smile as if he hadn't just received bad news. "Taehyung is going to be okay. He's at a hospital, being treated, okay," he stated, deciding to leave out the part of his severe injury and the shock.
 
Yoongi's eyes widened as he jumped towards Jimin, slamming his fists into the other's chest. "N- no! Why is he in a hospital?! Is he okay?! We have to go see him," he cried loudly, realizing the door to Jimin's room opened. In the doorway stood a groggy Jungkook, wearing only Jimin's white button-up shirt as he rubbed his eyes sleepily. "What's going on," he whined, still feeling tired from the events that happened the night before. "Why is Yoongi yelling," he added, whining even more as he looked at them through sleepy eyes.

Yoongi couldn't help but think how cute Jungkook looked, even though he was in a state of panic right now. His baby brother was always the most precious person to him. He glanced down, noticing that Jungkook wasn't wearing anything else besides that shirt though and his eyes glanced back at Jimin.

Jimin, sensing the impending anger looming his way, opened his mouth to speak. "T- Taehyung is in the hospital," he answered honestly, Jungkook's eyes widening. He stared at the two of them before noticing Jungkook's hands were shaking slightly as he squeezed them tightly within the shirt's sleeves. "S- shouldn't we go check on him then?" he asked softly, worried about Taehyung as well.

Jimin nodded as he grabbed Yoongi's hands in his and gently ushered him towards his room. "We should all get dressed and head that way to check on him," he stated, wondering why Namjoon was even there in the first place.

Taehyung slowly opened his eyes to see Namjoon and Seokjin looming over him, his right hand heavy with the plaster of a cast as he opened his mouth to talk. He quickly closed it when a puff of air shot straight into the back of his throat, causing him to cough. He could finally see that he was wearing a mask of sorts as he glanced over towards Seokjin.
 
Seokjin smiled as he kissed Taehyung's forehead, ruffling the younger's hair gently. "You're finally awake," he stated, still clasping Taehyung's hand tightly. Taehyung looked down, shame evident in his eyes as he stared at his lap and refused to meet Seokjin's or Namjoon's gazes. He felt utterly embarrassed that he could protect others, but that he couldn't even protect himself. 

"Please don't look at me," he whispered through the mask, casting his eyes towards the ground as a nurse walked into the room to remove Taehyung's breathing mask. She gently lifted the strap, pulling the mask away to check if his breathing was normal before taking it off of him completely. "If you feel like you need it again, I'm setting it on the bedside table, okay," she stated sweetly, walking away as Taehyung kept his eyes on the ground. 

"I- I'm sorry you guys had to see me like that," he stated, dejected as he twisted his hands in his lap. "I can fight other people's battles... just not my own," he admitted, ashamed as he pulled his knees up to his chest to hide his face. Namjoon quickly shook his head as he grabbed Taehyung's cast. "What are you talking about? You were braver than I was and I'm older than you," he stated softly, ruffling Taehyung's hair. 

"You stood up to him for Jin. You protected the both of us. How can I not respect you for that," he asked softly, meeting Taehyung's surprised gaze. "Yes, he took advantage of the fact that you couldn't fight him," Namjoon added, knowing Hoseok had a way of bending people to his will. "Physically or mentally, I know. But that doesn't make me respect you any less for what you did for us."

Taehyung stared up at Namjoon before smiling softly at him and nodding. "Th- thank you," he stated, glancing over at Seokjin. "Thank you both for being here for me too," he stated as they heard heavy footsteps in the hallway. All three of them turned their attention towards the doorway to see Yoongi and Jungkook both burst into Taehyung's room, both breathing heavily from running around the building. 

They both launched themselves at Taehyung wrapping their arms around Taehyung's waist, none of them questioning why Jungkook was so attached to Taehyung. Jimin panted heavily in the doorway as he approached Taehyung, Seokjin, and Namjoon. "I- I tried to keep them from running in the halls," he stated, hunching over to catch his breath.
 
Taehyung gently patted both Yoongi's and Jungkook's heads, trying to understand why they were here. He hadn't told them he was going to Hoseok's place and he certainly knew he didn't tell them he was at the hospital. Namjoon waved awkwardly towards Jimin, Taehyung suddenly realizing who it was that had called Jimin. 

Jimin glanced over at Jungkook with his arms wrapped around Taehyung's waist as he sobbed softly into the bed sheets and a fire of jealously lit itself inside Jimin's stomach, the flames licking at the edges of his heart as he tried to shake the bad thoughts from his head. 

"Are you okay, Tae?" he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed next to Jungkook's arms. Jungkook glanced up at Jimin from Taehyung's lap and could see the fire in his eyes as he buried his face back into Taehyung's lap to avoid Jimin's heated glare. Taehyung stared at Jimin for a moment before catching his attention again, Jimin's expression softening as he gently placed a hand on Taehyung's head. Taehyung smiled slightly, glancing up at Jimin through full, long and dark lashes. "Yeah, I'm fine," he answered, biting his lip as he glanced down at both Yoongi and Jungkook clinging to his waist.

"Are they okay though?" he asked, Jimin finally catching sight of Taehyung's cast as he lifted both his arms up. He could see the confusion on Taehyung's face as he glanced back and forth between Yoongi and Jungkook, but his attention remained on Taehyung's cast. Taehyung met Jimin's eyes for a moment before he glanced over at his cast and gave a sheepish smile.
 
"Didn't I tell you not to see Hoseok alone, Tae? He's a danger to you and everyone else around him," he stated, grabbing Taehyung's arm and inspecting the cast. Taehyung bit his lip and remained quiet, the flames of anger evident in Jimin's eyes. "I'm sorry," Taehyung stated as Jimin glanced up to meet his eyes. "When I went to talk to Jin about the message he'd relayed to Yoongi, he wasn't home... It looked as though he'd been taken from his home, Jimin. I could only think of one place he'd be," he admitted, casting his gaze towards the ground in shame.

Jimin sighed softly, shaking his head as he gently patted Taehyung's hand that rested on Jungkook's head. "You're not in trouble, Tae. There's no need for you to look so down," he stated, glancing at Jungkook for a moment. A loud scoff caught the attention of everyone in the room, the dark eyes of jealousy scouring the faces of surprise and fear.

Taehyung's hands immediately left Yoongi's and Jungkook's heads, his hands raising in surrender as he stared back into the soul shaking, dark eyes of Hoseok. He leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, staring directly at the two males that had their faces buried in Taehyung's lap when he'd first walked up.

Hoseok's eyes narrowed even more as he jerked his head in the direction of the hall, stepping away from the door frame. "Everyone. Get out," he demanded, watching Taehyung's eyes widen in fear as he was singled out. Seokjin and Namjoon glanced at each other before shaking their heads, trying to stand their ground for Taehyung.

They noticed Hoseok's eyes grow increasingly darker as he walked closer towards them, Seokjin stumbling back to keep a good distance between them. Hoseok chuckled darkly as he stared down at Seokjin and Namjoon, his hands in his pockets. "You want to tell me no," he asked, glancing around at everyone in the room.

Jimin bit his lip as he stood up, standing in front of Hoseok as Hoseok turned towards Jimin, fully facing him now. "Oh? You going to do something?" he asked, his eyes burning with the desire to have a reason to punish Taehyung. Taehyung grabbed Jimin's arm gently, shaking his head with pleading eyes. "I've got this..."

Jimin glanced down at Taehyung before sighing softly, knowing he'd only cause Taehyung more trouble. He grabbed Jungkook and Yoongi up off the floor, neither one of them wanting to leave Taehyung's side and led them outside of the room. Seokjin and Namjoon slowly followed behind, worried about Taehyung as they all crowded outside of Taehyung's room to watch and make sure Hoseok didn't hurt him again.

Hoseok slowly approached Taehyung's bed side, staring deep chasms of pure dread into his very being. He stared at Hoseok, the elder almost mesmerized by the fear in Taehyung's eyes as he finally took one of his hands out of his pocket. Taehyung flinched slightly before looking at what Hoseok held out for him, his eyes glued to the kind gesture that laid in Hoseok's hand. Taehyung slowly picked the small crystalline flower up out of Hoseok's hand, staring at it in awe. "It's for me?"

Hoseok rolled his eyes, staring down at Taehyung's face as he admired the gift. "Of course it's for you," Hoseok stated, watching as Taehyung turned it over in his fingers carefully. He couldn't believe Hoseok would give him such a gift as he gently cupped the crystal flower in his hand. 

Hoseok turned his head away as Taehyung looked up at him, smiling at the way Hoseok's eyebrows knit in embarrassment. "Thank you," he stated softly, gently placing it beside his shattered cell phone. Hoseok turned his attention towards the splintered screen before turning his attention back towards Taehyung. "You should really get that fixed," he advised, gently brushing his fingertips along the side of Taehyung's face. 

Taehyung flushed slightly as he glanced down at his hands in his lap, biting his lip. "It's pointless to fix it again and again for it to only be broken once again," he stated, quickly covering his mouth as he glanced up at Hoseok just as quickly. Hoseok raised an eyebrow at Taehyung's comment, his other hand coming out of his pocket to cross his arms once again. "What? Are you saying I break your screen everytime you get it fixed?"

Taehyung quickly shook his head, continuing to stare up at Hoseok in fear as Hoseok stared down at him hard. Hoseok grabbed Taehyung's hair roughly, a small cry leaving Taehyung's lips as he stared directly into Hoseok's cold eyes. He felt a chill run down his spine as he tried to grip at Hoseok's wrist to get him to let go of his hair. "N- no," he stuttered, trying to free himself from Hoseok's harsh grip. "I- I was just saying that I can't keep my screen safe," he added, Hoseok pulling his head roughly towards his own. Their lips inches apart as Taehyung closed his eyes tight, and gripped the bed sheets in his hands out of fear. 

"What do you mean you can't keep your screen safe?" he asked, enjoying the look of a vulnerable Taehyung so close to his own face. "Th- that I'm a klutz and I drop my phone a lot," he whimpered out, lying to keep from angering Hoseok even more after the events that had just taken place earlier that day.

Hoseok smiled before roughly kissing Taehyung, letting go of his hair as his hands moved to cup Taehyung's face. Taehyung's hands moved to wrap his slender fingers around Hoseok's wrist, his other hand cupping Hoseok's face gently. Hoseok pulled away from the kiss, sitting on the edge of Taehyung's bed and staring towards the door to make sure no one was sticking their noses in his business.

He didn't notice anyone was near the door way as he turned his full attention back towards Taehyung. He sighed softly and took Taehyung's hand in his own as Taehyung rubbed his thumb over Hoseok's hand. Hoseok averted his eyes in embarrassment, his face flushing slightly as his expression softened. "I- I'm sorry," he mumbled embarrassed, trying not to meet Taehyung's gaze.

Taehyung smiled softly at Hoseok, admiring the soft expression that adorned his features before he returned to his natural resting expression of pure boredom. Hoseok finally met Taehyung's gaze, only to feel extremely embarrassed once again and turn his attention toward something else. "Would you quit staring at me? It makes me uneasy," he stated, trying to act annoyed as he turned his narrowed eyes back on Taehyung.

Taehyung laughed softly as he looked down at his hand in Hoseok's and realized how natural it looked as he shoved Hoseok's hand away from his without realizing it. Hoseok's attention darted to the fact that Taehyung had quickly shoved his hand away from his, his eyes darker than normal as he looked up into Taehyung's eyes once again. "What was that for?"

Taehyung felt another chill run down his spine as he stared back into Hoseok's eyes, drowning in the empty darkness as he floundered for an excuse. "I- um, I thought I saw a bug," he stated, glancing around the sheets quickly to make it seem more believable. Hoseok rolled his eyes and brushed the sheets out to make sure there was no bug. "Man up."

Taehyung was taken aback by Hoseok's annoyed tone, but said nothing as he nodded softly at his words. Hoseok grabbed Taehyung's hand once again, holding it in his own as Taehyung stared at their hands. He bit his lip as he realized how perfectly their fingers fit together, interwoven as Hoseok glanced down at their hands now. Hoseok raised an eyebrow as he watched Taehyung stare at their hands, Taehyung's expression unreadable.

Taehyung glanced up and Hoseok could see the glint of tears in his eyes as he blinked them away. "A- are we destined to be together," he asked, staring down at their hands once more. If his hands fit so perfectly with Hoseok's, how could he expect to ever be happy with Yoongi? He was damaged and destined to remain scarred by the only person to claim that he's loved Taehyung since he was young. 

Hoseok shrugged as he glanced at their hands and gently pulled his hand from Taehyung's as he slid his fingers under Taehyung's chin. He lifted Taehyung's chin slightly, smirking as he stared straight into Taehyung's eyes. "I don't know about destined to be together, Tae. But no one will ever love you as much as I do," he emphasized no one and ever to prove his point. 

Taehyung's eyes widened slightly as he stared back at Hoseok, the tears stinging his eyes once again as he blinked rapidly. "B- but th- that can't be true," he whispered, trying not to imagine Yoongi never truly loving him. Hoseok smirked softly, gently gripping Taehyung's throat. "It is true though. No one will ever love you as much as I do, Tae. You'll never be without me either," he stated, gently caressing the side of Taehyung's face and neck. "I'll always be with you," he added, noticing Taehyung staring at him with tears in his eyes.

"B- but Yoongi," he whispered softly, Hoseok's eyes darkening as he gripped Taehyung's throat harshly. He pressed him hard into the bed, climbing over him as he placed his other hand around Taehyung's throat. Taehyung choked softly, gripping Hoseok's wrist as he grit his teeth and kicked his knees up into Hoseok's back to try and knock him off of him. 

"What did you say," he shouted, catching the attention of Seokjin and Namjoon by the door. "No one, Tae! No one!" The two quickly rushed into the room with Jimin and Jungkook following after them. Seokjin grabbed at his arm, only to be shoved back harshly into Namjoon as Hoseok pressed harder against Taehyung's throat with his one hand.

Taehyung shoved his hand that didn't have the cast in Hoseok's face, managing to shove his head back by his chin and knock him off. Taehyung choked and coughed to catch his breath, springing into a sitting position as he struggled. "Y- you almost killed me," he cried, glaring at Hoseok. "That's the second time," he added, staring down at Hoseok as Seokjin and Namjoon held his arms behind his back. They helped Hoseok to his feet, keeping his arms restrained behind him as he kicked his legs up.
 
"You better let go of me," he screamed, throwing his head back into Seokjin's face and landing the hard hit straight into Seokjin's nose. He quickly retracted from Hoseok, covering his nose as blood dripped from his hand onto the floor. 

Namjoon kept a tight grip on his arms, keeping his face out of the way of Hoseok's thrashing. Jungkook rushed over to help restrain Hoseok, Hoseok struggling against the both of them as Yoongi called for security to be sent to Taehyung's room.

Hoseok managed to struggle free from both Namjoon and Jungkook as he pulled his gun from his suit jacket's pocket, pointing it towards all of them. Taehyung stared at Hoseok's back, staring through him at the people he cared most about. The people that were now in mortal danger for helping him. 

Taehyung slowly climbed out of his bed, approaching Hoseok's back quietly as he bit his lip. He gently placed his hand on Hoseok's shoulder, only to have Hoseok's gun pointed at his chest. "D- don't hurt them," he stated, gently placing his hand on top of Hoseok's gun. He pushed it down slightly as Hoseok stared at him, somewhat in a state of shock that he'd almost shot Taehyung once again. 

Taehyung smiled sadly at Hoseok. "You're right," he trailed off, tears no longer evident in his eyes as the hospital security came barging into Taehyung's room with Yoongi. Taehyung watched in slow motion as Hoseok deftly turned his attention back towards the door, his gun raising in one fluid motion before firing one round without hesitation. Taehyung watched as Yoongi stopped dead in his tracks and fall backwards as the security staff tackled Hoseok and wrestled the gun out of his hand.

Before Taehyung could react, Jimin and Jungkook were by Yoongi's side, Jimin applying pressure to his chest as Yoongi gasped and wheezed for air. Namjoon stood in shock for a moment, staring at Yoongi slowly bleeding out onto the ground before glancing at Seokjin, who was still hunched over and holding his nose. He shook his head harshly, before quickly running outside the room, shouting for a nurse.

Taehyung watched as security dragged Hoseok out of his hospital room, slowly approaching Jimin and Jungkook huddled over Yoongi. They heard a small choked sound leave Taehyung's lips and while Jungkook was worried about Yoongi too, he quickly stood and shoved Taehyung back. "Y- you shouldn't see this," he stammered, his voice cracking as he forced his tears down. 

Namjoon quickly ran back into Taehyung's room, dragging two nurses with him as they stopped short of Yoongi in the doorway. He wheezed and gasped, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Jimin tried to keep the pressure on his chest to keep him from bleeding anymore. "Help him," he shouted towards the nurses as they rushed about to acquire a doctor and a gurney.

Yoongi weakly reached his hand out towards Taehyung, his eyes slowly fading under the lights as his gasping became slower and quieter. "Hurry! Please," Taehyung shouted, Jungkook catching him in his arms before he could rush forward. "PLEASE!"