Jimin held your shoulders, "Y/n, we are here. You are fine."

But you are not ready to listen to or even look at anyone except Jungkook. You want him. Now.

You hugged your knees closer to your chest and buried your head in your arms, "Jungkook, Jungkook."

Jimin got up, "Tae, hold that bastard. I will get others", he ran inside immediately.

You are just crying helplessly, feeling cold as the wind is hitting all of your uncovered skin.

The door slammed open and you heard Jungkook's scream, "Y/n..."

You lifted your head and saw him running towards you, he immediately knelt engulfing you in a hug, he felt you shivering and trembling.

His blood churned in rage as he got up, "Fucking bastard", he got hold of that man from Taehyung and punched the shit out of his face.

"How dare you touch my wife?", he growled and punched his nose. Hard. Rage consumed his veins.

Namjoon pulled him away, "Enough", he lifted Jungkook, "You will kill him."

But Jungkook didn't budge, as he kicked that man in the stomach, "I will fucking kill this bastard to lay hands-"

"Enough, Jungkook, look at her", Namjoon pushed him off.

Jungkook's gaze fell on you, trembling, shivering, crying.

He buried you deep in his chest as a fierce wave of protectiveness washed over him, "I'm here, baby", he calmed you down.

"Yoongi", Jungkook glared at Yoongi. He understood the assignment.

Yoongi has a lot of connections. A lot means a lot. Jungkook's gaze at him meant that 'this incident should not go outside this venue' and 'that man is needed in the basement'. Loud and clear.

"Jimin, tell Hoseok to get the car at the back door, I'm taking Y/n home", he never left your side. He hugged you tightly and kissed your head multiple times.

While Yoongi and Taehyung dragged the man elsewhere, Namjoon got back to the party coz he is the host.

And you are not ready to see anyone but Jungkook. He is the only shield you need right now.

Jungkook carried you in his arms to the car, no one is around near the back door, no paparazzi. Clean.

While in the car, Jungkook observed your vulnerable state, your dress has torn near the sleeve, your hair was messy, bruises on your thighs and a cut on the corner of your lips.

He clenched his fists, thinking that he is going to cut that man's fingers, hands and dick off.

♡

As you reached home, Jungkook carried you inside the house, you are back to your old bedroom and he gently placed you on the bed.

Your silence is worrying him, killing him. He is not able to see you broken like that.

"A hot bath will make you feel better", he left for the bathroom and filled the tub with warm water.

He took out one of those strawberry bath bombs, you left in this bathroom.

He put it in the tub making the water all bubbly and pink.

Jungkook carried you to the bathroom and placed you on the bench beside the tub.

"I will get you some clean clothes", he was about to walk away again but you held his hand.

Jungkook stared down at your teary eyes.

"Stay", the word came out like a whisper from your mouth, enough for him to hear.

Jungkook's muscles tightened when you asked him to stay. He doesn't know what it means. Are you scared?

"Y/n, you don't have to be scared, I will be right outside", he held your cheeks in his palms.

You shook your head vigorously, you don't want to be alone, not even for a second.

"Stay with me in the tub", you sobbed lowly.

There isn't an ounce of oxygen left in his chest, he will do anything you say at this moment. Anything.

"Are you sure?", he was concerned and unsure.

"Please Jungkook", you pleaded and hugged him closer.

Jungkook pulled away and stood up, turning away, showing his back to you, "Get in the tub", he waited for you to undress.

He didn't move until he heard the splash of water as you got in the tub. Only then does he turn around to see you in the tub.

Water covering your body above the chest, your dress and lingerie lying on the floor. Jungkook got undressed, his eyes not leaving yours.

You are not looking at his naked torso, only his dark eyes, but you glanced away when he undid his pants and underwear too.

"Are you sure, Doll?", he asked once again.

You just nodded and moved a bit forward, he climbed in the tub and settled behind you, spreading his legs to pull you in between them.

He gently placed his arms around your stomach and pulled your back to his chest and you gladly leaned on him.

"Is this okay?", he rubbed circles on your stomach, his breath hitting your earlobe.

"Hmm", you are just lost in his touch, you want to be close to him, attached to him, glued to him. Safe, sound and secure. Only with him.

You inhaled the strawberry water smell along with his cologne and wondered that it was so thoughtful of him, the bath bomb.

You dropped your head backwards on his shoulders as you held both of his palms in yours.

"Jungkook, wash me."

His hands paused and his breath halted at your request. He doesn't want to touch you in your vulnerable state.

"But-"

You turned your head to look into his eyes,

"Please, wash his touch off me."

A/n