Hey, my sweet loves!

Once again, I am happy to announce that there will be so many more thrills in the plot ahead, I'm just very relieved and happy that I'm finally getting to it and fulfilling it.

As always, have fun reading this and enjoy!

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As soon as Seokjin finished uttering his drawn out sentence, Ms. Kim's eyes clouded with a pool of tears that made her field of vision incomprehensible.

She closed her said teary eyes, leaning her head down at her seated lap while lifting a hand to clutch at her chest containing her wildly beating heart, "Oh, god, no."

Jungkook clapped a palm over his own mouth with salty drops of untainted sorrow painting his ruddy cheeks, the others joining in as well in an effort to suppress their cries  when Namjoon's mother finally breaks her emotional limits.

Her entire body shook with her fit of sobs as she hunched herself over and grappled her knees as beads of her tears pattered to the wooden floor of the patio beneath every one of their shoes.

Jin was also sobbing by the time she completed this series of actions and he let her yank him up into a heartfelt hug that had him feeling a warm ache that reached deep to his core, clenching his eyes shut when he threw his hands around Ms. Kim's upper back.

Seokjin felt that how she must have felt could only be described by a mother's grief for what her lovely son had to endure at school that day, which simply caused him to weep to an even greater degree.

"O-Oh, Ms. K-Kim, I'm so sorry this happened to Namjoon, and it's really all my fault. I shouldn't have driven him to school, I should have just taken him back here to see you again and-"

Before Seokjin could say a single syllable more, Ms. Kim pulled him away from the embrace by his broad shoulder and delivered a swift slap to his right cheek, thumbing it afterwards with a look of pure concern in her eyes. The hit wasn't hard, just enough to point out his error and bring him back to a sense of reality.

"Don't you dare blame yourself for this incident happening, Seokjin-ah, you could not have prevented it and that's that," Ms. Kim advised with a certain thunder to her normally sweet voice, her speech shaking a bit when she glanced at a few more tears making their way down the boy's face.

Seokjin had made it a point that he would try his damnedest in keeping dry eyes in front of Namjoon in this situation, although he had somewhat failed at that goal earlier on in the school hallway, but he felt Namjoon's mother as a sort of outlet where he could pour his emotions into.

Ms. Kim seriously was like a mother to him, and everyone else in Namjoon's group of friends, they all felt a tenderness when she consulted them.

"I kn-know, b-but I still feel s-so lost. Why did th-this have to happen to Joonie? He didn't deserve it, he was just trying to mind his own business and move on with his day when this person had to ruin it for him. How could that boy have known that that certain someone was going to try and rape him, of all things?" Jin's tone switched to an angry timber at the end of his spiel, and Ms. Kim's face also grew much of the same expression emitted.

The indentation of the mother's eyebrows had no choice but to increase with what she was about to proclaim, finally doing so with a tight pinch of her mouth, "Who did it? Who tried to fuck with my son?"

Once Ms. Kim spit out this blunt question, all of the boys' faces flickered to a ghost-white tone with eyes that could easily become compared to that of saucers.

This was solely because of the fact that this was probably the one time when Ms. Kim was sincerely angry and it was also because no one had ever heard her utter a swear word in the time that they all knew her, so that was definitely a surprise.

"Ms. Kim? You c-cursed," Hoseok sputtered on the mucus encased in his constricted throat, his and the remaining faces slowly deflating of shock.

Ms. Kim scoffed a bit and prodded gently at her eyes with the cotton tissue Taehyung had given her, "You are goddamn right I cursed, Hoseok, I am a mother in distress because I want to do something about the situation that my son was inappropriately touched."

They all stood in silence for a bit, letting it all soak in that she was a pissed mother that could probably commit murder right now.

"Is anyone going to answer my question or are you going to just stand there? Who did this to my son?" Ms. Kim said with a quicker pace of her tongue this time, scowling at the plans she had for the perpetrator.

Seokjin nodded with a flick of his chin, tearing away one of the issues in the clasp of Taehyung's bag to help him calm down with a pat of his eyes to dry them off. "It's Gi-Chul, Ms. Kim, he's the one that attempted to scar my boyfriend forever."

In this instance, Jin could greatly compare himself to Namjoon's mother. They both were extremely endearing and sweet when caught on a good side of someone, but if that being ever crossed them the wrong way, especially with Namjoon, they were in for quite the rude awakening.

"Gi-Chul, huh?" Ms. Kim questioned with a slight smirk to her lips, to which all of them blatantly nodded, too afraid to speak up in the peak of tension. "I knew his mother in high school, she made my life a living hell, she was the definition of a real bitch."

Jimin gasped, his lips turning down a little before speaking up in the uncomfortable atmosphere of the patio, "Oh my god, really? What did she do to you while you were in there?"

"She got me disqualified from one of the school programs I needed to complete my education. I was going to join student council when there was a little rumor going around that I had one of the professors pay me to give them oral sex after one of their lectures. This rumor was never true, of course, but the teacher accused ended up in a jail sentence while I was also suspended for a certain period of time. Now Gi-Chul is trying to ruin my son's life just the same as his mother ruined mine," Ms. Kim shook her head with a weak laugh, pouting when she stopped talking and looking up a few seconds after that. "Seokjin, can you please get me my phone? It's on the kitchen counter."

Jin nodded, quickly padding his feet over to the inside of the house once he had opened the sliding door, walking over to where the kitchen was and picking up the technical device before running out again to hand the cell phone back to her, "Here you go, Ms. Kim."

"Thank you, Jinnie, I need to make an appointment with my lawyer for tomorrow in the afternoon so we can get this little mishap all taken care of. I think it's time for Gi-Chul and the rest of his immediate family to know the pain that my son is feeling, and what other way is best to accomplish that than a court case?" The woman smiled after she had said this and it honestly sent a chill down everyone's spines. 

Seokjin smiled a tad upon hearing this and Ms. Kim smiled back at him, sharing a knowing glance that only the two of them knew the meaning of, "I have a lawyer, too, actually I have a couple of them. My boss made me get them since I work in business and he said that it's a must when I'm in such a field."

"You may as well get them on board, I don't plan on losing this hearing just because of a whine from either that boy or his fiend of a mother, so go ahead. No one messes with my baby, the one who has been by my side when no one else would even care to participate," Ms. Kim grinned, remembering all of the times when Namjoon would hug and kiss her in the hard times and always give his full attention to her, whatever she was doing at that moment.

She really did love and admire her son for all that he was, unlike his father.

As she dialed the number to her advocate's office, a frown made its way on her lips thinking of the numerous phone calls she made when having a divorce with her ex-husband, she was happy to know that that man who caused the both of them so much trouble was finally out of their lives.

Jin had stepped out into the garden to make his call to his lawyer's quarters, relieved to finally do what he so desired, ending the call with a survey from the secretary that always called him a sweetheart, "Yes, Wednesday at four is fine, Ha-ri, thank you. Have a nice day to you as well, goodbye."

Once their calls on the phone were over with, Seokjin tread back to where Ms. Kim was still sitting at, the other boys now lounging around the deck on various lawn chairs scattered about the floor of it.

"You got your appointment set up, Seokjin?" Ms. Kim asked, a quirk of her lips vivid in the waning sunlight, having herself sit back a little bit so she could get a little more comfortable in this stressful event.

Seokjin nodded, adjusting the cuffs of his suit and Taehyung's jaw nearly dropped, but he made certain to stay quiet because of Ms. Kim's level of distress she was going through at this second, "Yes, although my work is a pain, they do have very well-to-do services that have always helped me out. Did you get yours in, too?"

Namjoon's mother simply nodded, twisting a loose thread on the hem of her shirt around her finger and breathing the tiniest chuckle, "You boys should be getting home, it's getting to be dusk and I want you all in your own individual houses by the time it's dark."

"You're not my mom," Jungkook teased while crossing his arms over his strong chest, Yoongi striking him in the bicep of his arm with a defiant hum.

Taehyung laughed with a wheeze, throwing his head back just as the others did. "Ms. Kim, you should be glad he's not your son, oh my god."

"Now, cool your jets, Taehyung," Ms. Kim pursed her lips, pointing a stern finger at him before joining in the smile she was given in response to that action. "But don't be shy, Jungkook-ah, everyone kind of thinks of me as their mother."

Jungkook grinned with his gums showing at the older woman, "Alright, then."

A calm silence set over them for a moment before Jin cleared his throat and everybody looked at him in alert, "As Ms. Kim said, it is getting late and I think we all should get some rest."

"You guys feel free to call me if you're worried about something and I'll make sure Namjoon has a little dinner if he wants it," Ms. Kim nodded in assurance and the rest of the men did so along with her.

Seokjin walked up to her chair to give her a warm hug and she responded by squeezing him tight, rubbing his back soothingly and Seokjin smiled as bright as the afternoon sun at this, "Make sure to call me, Ms. Kim, if you also need anything. I want to have Namjoon get plenty of rest and I'll be back in the morning to have some breakfast with him."

"We'll be surely waiting for you until that time. He loves being with you, Seokjin," Namjoon's mother huffed a giggle after saying this and it honestly warmed the other man's heart to hear this statement from such an important woman in his life.

"And I love being with him, too," Seokjin replied, hunching forward to wrap the female in another hug before letting go and waiting for the others to finish their farewells.

When everyone was done, they all walked to the entrance, opening and closing it quietly after them as not to disturb the little angel sleeping in the floor above it.

All of them crawled back into the car belonging to the eldest of the males, buckling themselves in and their shoulders soon sulking realizing that there wasn't a seventh member in the vehicle with them.

"I hope Joonie's gonna be okay, I know that a lot of people have trauma after theses kinds of things and that honestly terrifies me to know that he would have to go through with all of that," Hoseok furled his lips downward into a frown and Seokjin clicked his tongue.

"Now, Hoseok, of course there may be a bit of trauma caused by all of this, but one wonderful thing I know about my boyfriend is that he's extremely strong and this kind of experience will make him even stronger as an individual," Jin swallowed, nodding and the others grinned with adoration.

Yoongi had his gummy smile on full display and Jimin had to resist the urge to pinch his cheek, "I'm really happy that you're with Namjoon, Jin."

"I'm happy that I am too," Seokjin grunted a snicker and smiled at Yoongi through the rear-view mirror, "I really fucking am."

When Jin had driven everyone back to their homes, he eventually made the route to his and he was utterly exhausted by the time he got into his bedroom.

Jin groaned and flipped on the lights, loosening his tie with a sigh and finally having his skin breath with his suit removed.

Suddenly, the facts of what went on that day rushed through his head and he look down at his floor, "Son of a bitch."

He switched his eyes over to where a picture of Namjoon was beside his bed, he always made sure to have it right by his pillow so he could see his baby boy when he woke up and when he went to sleep.

Jin grabbed the picture frame and placed it in his lap before laying back on the bed, too tired to even have a shower.

The man let his eyes scan over the picture again, it was one of his absolute favorites, just like every picture of him that he took.

"You're so beautiful, darling, I can't wait to see you in the morning," Seokjin hummed, giving the face of the picture a peck and hugging it to his chest before turning out his light, "I'll always protect my little baby."

When Namjoon was tucked in by Seokjin, the both of them thought he would have a peaceful sleep, but he didn't.

The first thing that Namjoon saw in his dream was that he had supposedly came home from school to Jin's house and Jin was apparently having a nap on the couch.

He made sure to lock the door as usual before skipping over to where Jin lay, leaning down to place a kiss  on his lips in greeting.

The smile on his lips didn't last long, though, since when his boyfriend opened his eyes, he was roughly grabbed at by the wrist, causing him to squeak.

"I am trying to sleep, you little slut, what the hell do you want?" Seokjin fumed and Namjoon felt tears prick his eyes because this was definitely not his Seokjin.

When Namjoon didn't respond accordingly, Jin pushed him backward and he stumbled into a chair.

Jin then yanked him to his feet by his shirt and Namjoon nearly screamed, "Such a stupid little boy, I should have never met a dumb fuck like you."

Before Namjoon could respond, he was roughly jolted awake by someone in his room, who also happened to be his mother.

"S-Sweetie? Please focus on me. Namjoon! Listen to your mother, baby," Ms. Kim yelped and Namjoon tried to reply but he soon found out he was sobbing uncontrollably.

"I-I'm sorry, mommy, I'm a bad boy," Namjoon wept,  wrapping his hand around his mother's body and burying his head in her shoulder as he made her shirt wet with tears.

Ms. Kim shook her head, look of stress clear on her face, "Namjoon, you're not a bad boy, don't cry. Come on, listen to me."

Namjoon was now having his back rubbed and he cried even harder, speech nearly comprehensible, "I n-need to apologize to hyungie."

Ms. Kim was now screaming at him with how much he was trembling and she reached a hand over to where his phone was on his bedside, quickly dialing Jin's number.

Seokjin was groggy when he heard his phone ringing, but practically jumped out of bed when he saw it was Namjoon's phone, "H-Hello? Baby, are you okay?"

Sounds of shuffling could be heard on the other end of the line and Ms. Kim's voice came on then, "Jin, please c-come over, he's having a panic attack and I can't calm him d-down."

That was when Jin forgot he was still in his pajamas, getting his keys and running out of his door to his car.

"Joonie, it'll be okay, I promise."

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Hey, my loves!

This is escalating, now the lawyers have been called and poor Joon is having anxiety :(

But I hope you enjoyed this because I loved writing it for you

Have a lovely day/night because you're wonderful

Love you~