(Yoongi's POV)

I heard them come inside and I heard everything Jimin said to Namjoon. I didn't want to make it worse by intervening. After Namjoon went to his room I rushed to get the med kit only to be stopped by Jungkook

"What are you doing hyung?"

"I'm getting the med kit since I hurt my ankle while dancing."

"Do you need any help?" Jungkook asked me in concern and stepped closer.

"No thank you Jungkook, it's late and you should go to bed." I said hoping he would leave. He shrugged and went into his room, closing the door. I went quickly to the living room to see Jimin unconscious on the ground.

"EVERYONE COME QUICKLY! JIMIN-SHI ISN'T WAKING UP!"

I rushed to his side and picked him up begging silently that he would wake up. I didn't wait for the others and rushed to my car putting him in and rushing to the hospital.

"Help someone help! My friend fell down the stairs after practice and he won't wake up!"

I felt horrible for lying but what else could I do? Tell them he was being beaten and starved, I'll save him without anyone knowing.

(Jin's POV)

After I heard Yoongi yell for help I rushed downstairs to see him already out the door and rushing to his car. I feel horrible for what I have done to him. What kind of hyung am I to do that to him? I'm supposed to be supportive and protect him. I planned on fixing everything in the morning and I might not even get the chance. I looked around and no one else came down worried. I scrunch my nose up in disgust, the apartment was disgusting. I started to pick up the snack wrappers Jungkook and Taehyung left while playing video games. I went on to do the dishes and wait for Yoongi and Jimin to get back from the hospital.

(Yoongi's POV)

A doctor came and rushed us to the emergency room. He looked over him and said,

"Four of his ribs are broken and one of them punctured his lung and his ankle is also broken. We will be back." The doctor rushed Jimin to the operating room and did a small surgery. After a couple hours he was brought back.

"We went in and closed the puncture wound, so he's going to have to rest for a couple weeks, which means no dancing, no running, nothing that causes any heavy breathing. His ankle is also broken. He is underweight for his height, if he doesn't gain any soon then he will be in danger of dying. Please make sure he eats and rests up so his injuries can heal."

"Thank you so much." I sat down next to his bed and occasionally saw a doctor or nurse rushing past. I eventually fell asleep in the uncomfortable chair and woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. I looked at Jimin and it looked like he was finally awake.

"Hey, how are you doing?"

"I'm okay. It hurts to breathe." He said quietly.

I slowly and gently brought my chair closer to his bed, even though I went slowly he flinched really hard.

"I'm so sorry for what I did to you. It was wrong and I promise I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."

He looked at me with tears in his eyes and threw his arms around me and started to sob.

"Thank you so much!" He hugged me tightly.

"I'm sorry I didn't help you sooner." I said sadly and hugged him really tightly.

"It's okay I'm just glad that you are."

After that I went to go get the doctor and he came into the room to check on him.

"He may leave but he will have to be careful. We are going to have to put a cast on his foot first and he can walk out with crutches."

After that the doctor left and then came back with a nurse to help. The nurse took out the IV and helped distract Jimin from the doctor who was working with his broken ankle. Jimin started giggling as the nurse was telling him a funny story.

"And then my son started to trash talk the man trying to flirt with me when my husband was with me! He couldn't take a hint."

"How dare he!" Jimin said, gasping.

"I know! My husband didn't even try to protect me, and then got angry at me later about the situation!"

"What! How dare he! I think you should drop his ass and be with someone who deserves to be with you." Jimin said, crossing his arms and pouting. I chuckled and sat next to Jimin who was sitting on the bed.

"And done!" The doctor said, and finished setting up the cast.

"Woah! You finished so fast!" He said excited like a kid.

The doctor and the nurse left after Jimin signed himself out of the hospital. I proceeded to help Jimin get a rhythm with his crutches. I stayed by him and made sure he didn't fall. Once we got to the car I had to help him in, which I didn't mind because it was our fault. I got behind the wheel and started to drive home. Once we got there I helped him out of the car and into the apartment. Namjoon was standing there with his arms crossed. Jimin hid behind me and clutched onto my shirt.

"What do you want, Namjoon."

"I want Jimin, he never asked permission to leave last night." He said angrily.

"He was with me at the hospital for the injuries YOU caused him! He has four broken ribs and one of them pierced his lung Namjoon! He could have died!"

I picked him up and brought him to his room. I laid him down and went to get him something to eat.

(Jimin's POV)

As I laid on my bed I was thinking about my future and what was going to happen next. Maybe I'll have to quit BTS if I want to be able to continue living. I'll talk to Yoongi about it. I don't want to leave him and I don't want to live in fear, but maybe I should listen to Namjoon and the rest of them. They told me that I don't deserve to live, and maybe I don't. As I was drowning in my thoughts I heard my door open. I thought Yoongi was back but I was gravely mistaken. Jin walked into the room and I flinched really hard. Oh god he is here to hurt me. He's here to shame me for my body again. Tears welled up in my eyes as he started to walk closer.

"Please Jin-shi, please don't hurt me today. I can't handle it anymore." I said sobbing and shaking.

"Please Jimin, listen to me."

"Yes Jin-shi." I said in a saddened voice looking at him with a blank face even though I was completely terrified.

He came closer and I flinched. I couldn't do anything since my ankle was broken. He was about five feet away when he stopped.

"Jimin. I'm really sorry for what we did to you. I was completely out of line and an even worse hyung." He started crying and since I couldn't go to him I held out my hand.

"It's okay hyung, thank you for the apology, and I forgive you but I won't ever forget about it." I said softly, pulling his hand towards me. He came closer and he kept my hand in his and used his other hand to wipe at his eyes. I looked at him and smiled softly. I gently pulled at his hand and he sat down on the other side of the bed. Yoongi came back after a while with a tray with a bunch of food. He paused and then continued to come into the room.

"What are you doing here Jin hyung?"

"I was here to apologize for what I have done to him."

Yoongi came over to me and put the tray of food on my lap. I hesitated since I remembered what everyone said about my weight. Yoongi sat behind me so I was in his lap. I feel more comfortable now since Yoongi was with me. Now the real question is 'should I really eat?' I mean they tormented me about my weight for so long I don't even know what I am anymore. I heard the doctor tell Yoongi that I was underweight by a lot but I don't know if I can even eat anymore without hearing the voices of the rest of them calling me a fat pig and many other horrible names.