It was quiet in the room. The ambiance was tranquil. The two mates laid on the bed, cuddled up together.

Taehyung intertwined their fingers. He looked at the bandages on Jimin’s wrists. He thought about what Jimin told him yesterday. He remembered how the ire filled his body. How if he was in a condition to, he would slotter those alphas. This morning he felt different. He didn’t feel the urge to go take revenge. He just wanted to hold Jimin in his arms, so he knows he is safe.

They opened their eyes when there was a knock. The door opened and Hoseok entered the room.

“Good morning you two- well more like good afternoon. How was your sleep?”

“We slept fine,” said Jimin and Taehyung nodded in agreement.

“I’m glad to hear that. Jimin how about I check on your wounds.”

Jimin sat upright and lifted his wrists up. Hoseok carefully removed the bandages.

“It looks much better. Let’s check your ankles.”

Jimin placed his legs on the bed. Hoseok took off the bandages. He was relieved to see only a bit of redness left just like with the wrist.

“These look better as well. You healed up nicely,” said Hoseok and then threw the bandages away.

“Doc are you still mad at me,” asked Taehyung.

“Of course!” Hoseok glared at Taehyung. “You tore open one of your wounds yesterday. I told you not to get out of bed.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. But I feel much better today.”

Hoseok and Jimin panicked when Taehyung suddenly sat upright.

“Stop moving! First, let me take took a look at your wounds.”

Taehyung sighed and laid back down. He stayed still while Hoseok removed the bandages of his arm. The bite mark was almost completely healed. Hoseok removed the bandages on his back and abdomen. The cuts were now closed, the bruises were gone.

“Your instant healing really kicked in last night,” said Hoseok.

“It is because-” Taehyung looked at Jimin. “you are back.”

Jimin smiled and then gave Taehyung a peck on the lips.

“Oh, what would you alphas do without your omegas…Taehyung, your cuts are much better, so the stitches are ready to be taken out.”

Taehyung nodded his head. He then looked at Jimin.

“Yeah no, I don’t want to see that,” said Jimin.

Taehyung understood. Jimin gave him a sweet kiss and then left the room.

Jimin walked down the hallway. He halted when he saw his mother approaching him. Jimin turned around and started walking the other way.

“Jimin wait!” yelled Jin and ran down the hallway.

“No don’t. I know what you’re going to do. You’ll go all comfort mode and you will want me to talk about what happened and-”

Jimin stopped walking. He covered his face with his hands. Jin placed his hand on his son’s shoulder. Jimin hugged Jin. His tears dropped on Jin’s shirt.

“You don’t have to talk about what happened. I just wanted to know if…if Jungkook saved you in time before you were…touched.”

“He did,” said Jimin making Jin sigh in relief.

“I…I felt so weak,” whispered Jimin.

“You’re not weak.”

“But you could never understand. It was so easy for them to scare me and to…control me. I couldn’t defend myself.”

A tear rolled down Jin’s cheek. It hurt him. It hurt hearing his son say those words. It took him back to his past.

“Anyone would feel weak when they are forced to do something they don’t want to. I know whatever I say won’t make it okay cause it was not. You didn’t do anything to deserve it.”

Jin softly rubbed Jimin’s back while he spoke.

“And only if there weren’t such bad people you wouldn’t need to defend yourself. But no matter their rank, gender, age some people are just bad. That’s why it is alright to rely on people you trust.”

“I understand,” said Jimin.

Jin broke the hug and then wiped his son’s tears.

“How is Dad doing?”

“I thought you were mad at him.”

“I am but still…he got hurt.”

“Don’t worry, he is healing well.” Jin took hold of Jimin’s hand. “Do you want to go see him?”

“Yes, I have been wanting to talk to him about yesterday.”

Jin nodded and then led Jimin to the room where Namjoon was resting. Jin decided to give them some time alone and left the room.

“Luna!”

Jin stopped walking, letting the guard catch up with him.

“Is something wrong?”

“It’s just the alpha we locked up yesterday hasn’t eaten any of the meals we gave him. He also hasn’t said a word.”

“Alright no need to stress, I will go talk to him.”