"Son of a bitch!" Hoseok shouted, making everyone jump.

"Keep it down, Hobi! You don't want to alert the boys!" Namjoon shushed.

"Sorry, I just....I can't believe someone would do something like that!!" he growled in response.

"I know how you feel, trust me. It took every ounce of strength I had not to leave right away and come beat the life out of that fucker. To think about him hurting my Jiminie..." Yoongi trailed off, closing his eyes and balling his hands into fists. Hoseok put a hand on Yoongi's back, causing him to open his eyes, glossed over with unshed tears.

"Yoongs, he's ok. This is a shitty thing that happened, something they never should have had to go through, but they are ok." Namjoon reassured. Yoongi nodded in response, sniffing once but not letting the tears fall.

"Just pisses me off that someone so beautiful and kind and innocent has to go through bullshit like this. I could kill him for hurting them." he said gruffly, clearing his throat.

"I know how you feel." I said, swallowing the lump that had taken purchase in my throat. Namjoon patted and rubbed my back as I let out a sigh, rubbing my forehead.

"You really did a great thing in stepping in and stopping that guy. You were quick on your feet. If it hadn't been for you, Noona, who knows what could have happened." Hoseok reassured. Our conversation was cut short by the squeal of littles coming from upstairs.

"Noona!!!" Jinnie smiled, almost leaping on me, knocking the wind out of me. It was promptly followed by Tae doing the same thing.

"Jeez boys! Be careful, you are going to crush your noona." Namjoon chuckled as they both squeezed next to me on the couch.

"Thank you for the bear, Noona." Jinnie said, squeezing it to his chest.

"Noona you so nice to us." Tae said, leaning his head against me for a second.

"You boys are always so sweet, so you deserve something special." I smiled, rubbing their backs. The sweet moment was broken by a wail from upstairs, making me jump from my seat. I immediately recognized Kookie's cries, making me sick with worry as I bolted up the stairs. I was met by Jimin at the top of the stairs, his face full of concern.

"Kookie got hurt." he said, biting his lip. I patted his arm really quick as I ran by him and to the doorway of his room. He was curled on his side on the floor, clutching the opposite injured side of his body.

"Oh Kookie, what happened?" I asked, squatting next to him and rubbing the tears from his face.

"I falled and hurted myself." he cried, his hands resting over his injury.

"Come here baby, let me make it all better." I said, opening my arms. He nodded and scooted to a sitting position, wincing as he did. I lifted his shirt to see the bruising had gotten so much worse, all shades of purple and blue. I bent over and barely pressed my lips against his skin, only to hear him whimper.

"Baby, I think we need to get you to the doctor." I said, sitting back up. His eyes went wide before he scrunched them up, covering his face and sobbing.

"I no wanna gooooooo!" he cried, almost bending over in half.

"No no, Kookie, shhhhhh!" I said, instantly regretting bringing it up. I scooted over to him and leaned him over on me as my back rested against the side of the bed.

"Owwwwwwww it hurts!!" he cried, clutching at his side.

"It's cause you are crying, baby. Please calm down, please. Just breathe." I said, putting a hand on his cheek. He tried to stop crying, and it slowed down some but would turn back into a whimper mixed in with his cries. I started kissing his damp cheeks with soft pecks, working my way to his swollen lips, placing lingering kisses against them. He started to calm down much faster, closing his watery eyes and his breathing starting to get more steady. Finally he kissed me back just slightly, making my heart be more at ease. He leaned against again and closed his eyes, sniffling slightly. I placed my hand against his chest, kissing his forehead as I felt his heart rate start to slow.

"Everything ok?" Namjoon asked, leaning against the doorway.

"Joon, will you look at his side? I think it needs...attention." I said, trying not to repeat something to upset him.

"No, it hurts!" Kookie whined, burying his face in my neck.

"It's ok, bud. I'm not gonna touch it, I'm just gonna look at it." Namjoon replied softly, walking over. He squatted down and looked at Kookie with a soft, sad smile on his face. He lifted his shirt and I could tell instantly from the look on his face, that I was right.

"Look at you, being a brave boy for me." Namjoon crooned, making Kookie smile slightly.

"I brave?" he asked, looking up at me.

"Yes, of course you are brave, sweet prince. You are so brave."I responded.

"Kookie, do you think you can be even braver for us?" Namjoon said, ruffling his hair. He sat up a little more and looked at me and then back at Namjoon, nodding his head.

"You are so good baby." I said, holding his hand as he looked back and forth between us, a little fear behind his eyes.

"Kookie?" we heard from the doorway. Taehyung stood there, his forehead wrinkled.

"Taetae?" Kookie asked, his voice small and broken.

"Buddy, are you hurting?" Taehyung said, apparently out of headspace. He came over, squatting down and sitting cross legged in front of Kookie. He nodded in response, sucking in his bottom lip.

"I scared." he said, biting his lip.

"I know you are scared. I hate going to the doctor too, so much. But you know what? Every time I go to the doctor, I feel so much better after that, and they always give me a treat after. Plus, you know Uncle Hobi spoils me rotten every time I have to go, so you know your mommy will spoil you too." he said softly, taking Kookie's hand in his.

"Mommy always good to me." he said softly, looking over at me.

"That's right, she is. She is so nice, and you know she really loves you a lot. She is hurting right now too." Tae said, looking over at me with watery eyes.

"Mommy, you hurting?" Kookie asked, his eyes getting wide.

"She's hurting because she sees you hurting, buddy. She doesn't like knowing that you are hurting." Namjoon chimed in, making Kookie's face scrunch up.

"I no want Mommy to hurt." he said, leaning back against me.

"Aw my perfect baby boy." I said, patting his back slightly, fighting away the tears.

"So, do you think you can be a brave boy and go with us to the doctor?" Taehyung asked, his voice so soft and mellow.

"I-I be brave...I be brave for Mommy." he said, nuzzling my neck. I let out a sigh of relief, kissing his head over and over again.

"Thank you so much baby." I whispered against his head, letting my eyes flutter shut.

"I will drive you guys there. Let me just make arrangements so Jinnie can stay with someone for now." Namjoon said, standing up.

"I'm sure Hobi won't mind watching him. I would like to go too, if that's ok, Noona." Taehyung asked, smiling softly at me.

"Thank you both very much. Yes, please." I said, just smoothing my hand over Kookie's back.

"Can I bring bunny?" Kookie asked, sitting back up.

"Yes, of course you can bring bunny." I replied standing up and grabbing his bunny for him. He held him in one arm as he stood up, wincing as he did. I held out my hand for him as he took it in his own and we headed down the stairs slowly. Namjoon led us out to his car as I climbed in the back and patted the seat next to me for Kookie to slide in. He sat down and slid over gently, resting against me again. I hated seeing him like this, and could only hope and pray that the doctor could do something for him to make him feel better again.

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