"Jungkook?!" You ran to him, thinking he was hurt. His head hung low and he looked almost lifeless resting on the wall. Quickly kneeling down next to him, you placed your hands on his shoulders. Trying to shake him and scan for injuries, you were starting worry.

You looked to his lower half, trying to find any indication as to why he was like this. Feeling your presence on him he jumped out of his sleep, his eyes basically blood shot. "MiSun?"

You felt relief, "You scared me. Jeon Jungkook, what are you doing here? Why are you on the floor like this?"

He rubbed his eyes. "I-I-guess I fell asleep." His husky voice calmed you somewhat.

"Asleep? Why are you sleeping here?" You noticed his raw, bloody fists. "And when did your hands get like this?! What have you been doing?!" You held them tenderly in your hands. Jungkook cracked a smile at how soft and warm your hands were.

"Jungkook?" You snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Huh? Oh, sorry." He said quickly and bit his lip. "I'm sorry." He said again but this time, not referring to his lack of response.

You scoffed, "Sorry? What exactly are you apologizing for?" You wanted assurance he was saying sorry for the right thing.

"I'm sorry for being so hard on you for the last few days." He couldn't meet your gaze.

"Well if we're on the topic, why have you been such an ass lately?" You dropped your glare but you still had icy eyes. He sighed and stayed quiet.

You almost wanted to leave with his lack of response but then you saw the tears in his eyes. "You don't deserve the way I've been treating you. I went way too far when training you." He started to speak faster and faster, "I regret hurting you, I hurt you so much, I know. I can see how much pain you're in and how sore you are, and definitely not in the good way." He said without a filter, insinuating a dirty connotation and you instinctively punched his chest.

"You're terrible. But continue." You said, kind of happy that his playboy self was finally coming out again.

"It's no excuse but I just want to know you can handle this life. After what happened in Ansan, I-I've been thinking. I wasn't there and if something happened to you ..." he paused not knowing where he was going with this. "I barely got there in time. You need to know how to handle yourself if we're not there and I guess that just clouded my judgement. I thought if I went hard on you like..." he paused again, finding the wrong words, "I just thought it would be good to have some tough love like I had experienced."

Your gaze softened slightly but you were still upset at him. "This life is violent and dangerous, trust me I've seen enough of it already," Your mind flashed to all violence you've witnessed with them. "Thanks for your concern but I have no choice. This is my life right now and I can't change it."

Jungkook sighed, jerking his tears away with a shake of his head. "I know that this is your life. But you know what? Our life is this too so you need to toughen up more. You can't be a baby forever and we can't protect you all the time!" He became defensive.

"Don't you think I know that?! Fine, I'll go through all that hard training with you, but you don't have to be such an ass. I know I need to get better. This is an extreme version of tough love..." You mumble and Jungkook sighs. "This isn't how I wanted my apology to go."

There was yet another awkward silence.

"Can I tell you something?" He asks shakily and you became more concerned. "What is it?"

Jungkook looked you in the eye, and you knew he was going to be very serious. "I'm a great fighter but for the wrong reasons. I lose control when I fight."

He paused. "I sometimes see my father or my older brother when I'm in a fight. And every time I see their faces, I see red and lose control.

While training you, I may have seen them in you. I try not to lose control, but it's hard. I just wanted to make you stronger. I don't always see them, but the past few days in training just reminded me of them. I was reminded of how they used to train me and I tried to do that to you. I wanted to not show mercy while training you.

It was wrong of me. I hurt you and that's not acceptable."

You bit your lip, "What exactly did you father and brother do to you?"

Shifting uncomfortably, Jungkook answered, "Well, like Namjoon-ah, I also grew up in this life. My father was a petty drug king pin and my brother was old enough to start learning the business. While I was still young, they wanted to make sure I was strong.

They wanted to make sure I knew how to fight and become part of the family business. I was under a lot of pressure and their version of training, wasn't exactly what you would call tough love.

It became too much for me and I tried to escape it all. I tried to throw myself off a building because of all the pressure and disappointment in my family. It wasn't a great time in my life, obviously, but the boys saved me.

They taught me that family shouldn't be like that and that there was more to life. I should have learned from my experiences but I just ended up hurting someone else that I consider to be family. I'm sorry." Another tear fell and you huffed out a sign before brushing his tears away with your own hands.

You had enough. "Stop apologizing." His gaze turned to you in a confusing state. "I'm tired of all you boys worrying about me and giving me your sob stories. I just want you guys to be happy.

I get that you had a hard childhood and a ... uh ... complicated family. But, I forgive you. Just stop being an ass during training and can we go back to the way we used to be?" You unconsciously smiled.

He nodded. "I would like that." You instantly pulled him into a hug and he froze in surprise before he returned it.

"So why were you sleeping on the ground? You laughed and he chuckled nervously. "Well, I sort of haven't slept at all. I'be been punching my problems away this whole night and I'm exhausted."

"What are we going to do with you Jeon Jungkook?" You laughed slightly and Jungkook was happy to see you smiling in front of him once again.

"Well I guess I should go upstairs and rest. We can continue training tonight." He stood up and smirked. "Another training lesson? After everything we just talked about? Are you sure that's the best thing to do, pabo?"

The bunny boy smile was back, which put you at ease. "Relax. I'm thinking it should be an observational lesson."

"Observational?"

"I'll have to ask the members, but I want you to come with me to an underground fight club tonight. And if you go, you get to watch me fight for real."