Jungkook cried out in pain, and instantly caught all six of the boys' attentions. The spear, it stabbed into his shoulder.

"Oh no-" Taehyung let out, eyes wide, sounding breathless. "Oh no no- baby," Taehyung said, rushing towards him and crouching down.

Taehyung grabbed his hands, and Jungkook let out a sharp cry, loud and piercing Taehyung's ears. "Don't!" He screamed practically, tears rushing down his eyes. "S-stop-"

Taehyung let go of his hands, and saw light silver bruises on Jungkook's hands, which began shaking.

"Taehyung stop hurting him! What's wrong with you?" Jimin snapped, and Taehyung looked at him in confusion.

"I-I d-didn't know-" Taehyung stammered, and Jin rushed to Jungkook, propping him to sit up.

"It's okay Jungkook, don't worry- it'll be fine. It's just a bad wound, don't worry." Jin repeated, and Jungkook was still crying.

"Does it hurt really bad, Jungkook?" Namjoon asked softly, while Yoongi and Hoseok got commands from Jin to get stuff from the nurse's office and rushed.

"I-it f-feels like I got s-stabbed." Jungkook stammered.

"Probably 'cause you did." Jimin whispered, and Jin glared at him.

"Okay, now just breathe for me- I'm gonna take the spear out. It might hurt a little, but-" Jin said, and Jungkook was breathing heavily, gulping.

"It's f-fine," He whispered, and Jin put a little ointment around his stab wound, and then gripped the end of the spear.

He began dragging it out slowly, and Jungkook let out a stifled cry, and then opened his eyes and looked to the side where Taehyung was standing, hesitant.

"T-Taehyung-" Jungkook squeaked.

"C-come here- please," Jungkook said, and Taehyung walked over to him. But before he could kneel down to hold his hand lightly, Namjoon pushed Taehyung back.

He didn't mean to push him back roughly, but it happened, and Taehyung stumbled back. "No- Taehyung, don't touch him right now." Namjoon snapped, and Taehyung gulped.

Jungkook looked at Namjoon in confusion, but then closed his eyes when he felt more pain when Jin dragged the spear out, and began crying again.

Taehyung turned around and rushed out of the control room, walking to the hallways and leaning against the walls. He covered his face with his hands, trying to calm himself down.

This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault.

-

"W-why did Tae leave?" Jungkook asked with a pout, the spear finally out of him, his wound bandaged and cleaned up. Namjoon sighed, helping him stand up from the bed in the medical room.

"He just got a little overwhelmed, Kookie." Namjoon said, and Jungkook sighed.

"Oh, okay, I guess. It's not his fault, though." Jungkook mumbled, and Namjoon nodded. "I know. Why don't you go talk to him?" Namjoon suggested, and Jungkook nodded, walking out of the medical room.

He was shirtless, just in those teeny boxers (Jin didn't ask him to take his clothes off, he wanted to) and walked out the control room and down the hallway.

Jungkook walked past the lounge room where Jimin was teaching Yoongi how to dab and walked to Taehyung's room, opening the door.

"Tae?" Jungkook asked, and walked inside the room. Taehyung was lying on his bed, in sweatpants and a shirt.

"Hey, y-you alright?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook saw the red in his eyes, seeming like he'd been crying.

"Yes- yes I'm fine now. Jin gave me that thing that makes the pain go away." Jungkook said, and then sat down on the bed. "Were you crying?" Jungkook chuckled, and Taehyung snickered himself.

"No. I'm not a pussy."

"You're the biggest pussy I know."

"You're the biggest pussy I know." Taehyung snapped back, and Jungkook frowned.

"No I'm not, I'm like the second biggest pussy you know. You're the biggest pussy you know." Jungkook snapped, and then they both heard a loud shout of pain from outside.

"Dammit Jimin! I told you not to do the shoot dance and dab at the same time!"

"You literally fucking dared me to do it!"

Jungkook giggled, and Taehyung did as well, and then Jungkook got up to go close the door, but Taehyung placed his hand on Jungkook's. "Don't- I'll go close it-"

"Ow!" Jungkook cried out, and Taehyung brought his hand back quickly, and gulped, seeing silver bruises on Jungkook's hands. "T-Taehyung you keep hurting me!"

Taehyung frowned, looking at Jungkook. "I-I'm sorry- I d-didn't mean to," Taehyung stammered, and Jungkook looked at his hands, mumbling something to himself.

Taehyung felt his heart drop a little, and got up to close the door, and returned and saw Jungkook looking angry.

"Please don't be mad, Jungkook, I just-"

"I am mad!" Jungkook snapped, looking at him. "You can't have a big dick and be the top and have super strength. How the fuck is this fair?"

Taehyung smiled a little, chuckling, feeling a bit of relief. "You can change one of those things if you really want to, y'know."

Jungkook's eyes widened, looking at Taehyung, his mouth falling open. "I can get a bigger dick?"

"No, that's not what I meant-"

"I can get super strength?!" Jungkook gasped, and Taehyung sighed.

"Nevermind." Taehyung mumbled, and then flopped onto the bed.

Jungkook lay down on the bed beside him, and turned, looking at him. "Taehyung-ah." Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung hummed, looking at him. "You seem upset."

"I just.. I feel like this is my fault. You keep getting hurt because of me." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook shook his head, turning and laying his head on Taehyung's chest.

"No. It's not. Don't think that way." Jungkook said, and then looking at Taehyung. "You're protecting me." Jungkook whispered, and then smiled.

"If anyone hurts me again, use your super strength and fight them off for me, okay?" Jungkook said, and Taehyung let out a weak snicker.

"Yeah, okay." Taehyung mumbled, and then turned to his side, placing his hand ever so softly over Jungkook's waist.

Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, and then reached his lips up, kissing Taehyung's lips softly. Taehyung hummed into the kiss, gripping his waist and kissing him back.

They rolled over so Jungkook was on top of Taehyung, and then Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's hair and continued kissing him, feeling Taehyung's hands squeeze his butt. Jungkook pulled away, sitting up on Taehyung's lap.

"You're gorgeous, baby." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook smiled a little. He looked a teensy bit shy, a pretty blush spreading across his bunny cheeks.

"G-girls never told me I was pretty and gorgeous and never called me baby." Jungkook said, and then looked at Taehyung. "I like that. Keep doing it, please." Jungkook said in a small voice.

"What'd they do, call you daddy~" Taehyung said with a grimace, and Jungkook frowned, hitting Taehyung's chest.

"Hey! I am daddy." Jungkook snapped, and then Taehyung squeezed his cute little butt again. "Stop it!" Jungkook laughed, and Taehyung sat up and looked at him.

"Does your ass still hurt?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook blushed.

"No." He mumbled, and Taehyung grinned. "Good. Kinda wanna fuck you again."

"No way Jose." Jungkook snapped with a growl, and Taehyung rose his eyebrow.

"It's pronounced Jose."

"Jose."

"No, Jose."

"Jose. I'm saying it right."

"No you're not. It's Jose."

"Jose- whatever!" Jungkook snapped, and then gripped his shoulders. "This time, I'm gonna fuck you. Gonna.. take my... dick and... put it in your-"

"Drop the act, Jungkook." Taehyung said, and Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Fine. Whatever. But I'm riding you."

"Kay." Taehyung smiled cheekily, and Jungkook scoffed, reaching his bruised hands up to Taehyung's mouth.

"Wait-" Taehyung said, and then grabbed his wrists gently and kissed his hands softly. Jungkook watched him kiss his hands, and then felt something shoot up his spine, a pleasurable feeling, and then- the pain was gone, and so were his bruises, and the hint of pain in his shoulder.

"Holy shit! H-how did you do that?"

Taehyung looked at him. "...Magic."

Jungkook gasped. "You're a wizard!"

"Yes."

Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's cheeks, and began kissing him hard. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's waist, letting Jungkook kiss him with all his might, and meanwhile, gripping the top of Jungkook's boxers and pulled them off him.

Jungkook propped his legs up a little for the boxers to come off completely, and then Taehyung flung them to the side. Taehyung pulled away from the kiss to breathe a little, and Jungkook gulped.

"T-Taehyung-" Jungkook stammered, and Taehyung hummed, running his hands up and down his sides. "Is- is this how it's always gonna be?"

Taehyung frowned a little at his question, so Jungkook explained further.

"With me.. as the bottom?"

Taehyung chuckled. "Baby," Taehyung whispered. "I'm only doing this because I know you like it. And you're doing it because you like it. Let go of this toxic masculinity in you, just do what you please, okay? Taking it up the ass won't make you less of a man." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook huffed.

Jungkook gripped Taehyung's shirt and pulled it over his head, flinging it to the side as well. Taehyung leaned up, kissing him smoothly, and Jungkook began rocking their hips together lightly, feeling himself harden a bit already.

Taehyung pulled away breathlessly and reached over to grab lube from his table, and Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's sweatpants and pulled them off.

He grabbed Taehyung's semi hard cock and start moving his hand up and down it, hearing Taehyung moan in pleasure. Taehyung slapped Jungkook's ass lightly. "Watch it-"

Jungkook winced. "D-don't hit me so hard." Jungkook said, and Taehyung gulped. "Yeah, sorry. Sorry, I didn't mean to."

"I know you didn't, Tae. Relax." Jungkook whispered, and then Taehyung smiled and drizzled the lube onto his fingers. He reached his fingers to Jungkook's entrance and pressed two in at once.

"Tell me if it hurts,"

Jungkook giggled. "I literally had, like 20 feet up my ass. 2 fingers is nothing."

"You had feet up your ass?????"

"Not like human feet, I mean the other type of feet."

"ANIMAL FEET??!?!"

"NO! Measuring feet! I meant like, 20 inches!" Jungkook snapped.

"Dude 20 feet is NOT 20 inches."

"You know what I meant!" Jungkook said, and Taehyung laughed, leaning up to kiss Jungkook with a smile on his face while opening Jungkook up, inserting a third finger in. They didn't hear the door of the bedroom opening and footsteps walking in.

"Hey guys isn't the mixture of a dab and a whip a whab-" Jimin's voice started, and they both turned their heads with widened eyes, and Jimin instantly turned around.

"Never fucking mind I hate every single one of you I hope you catch 12 STD's." Jimin snapped, walking out of the room and slamming the door shut. "And fucking LOCK next time!"

"Fucking KNOCK next time!" Taehyung shouted, and then heard Jimin yell some gibberish and turned back to face Jungkook.

Taehyung and Jungkook both giggled, and then Jungkook pushed Taehyung down until he was lying on the bed. Jungkook straddled him, reaching his open entrance over his cock.

"Never done this before. Wish me luck." Jungkook said, and Taehyung gripped his thighs. Jungkook slowly lowered himself down onto Taehyung's cock, and Taehyung grunted, throwing his head back and moaning.

Jungkook placed his hands on Taehyung's chest, moaning himself, his more light and pitched. "A-ah- t-this one's less painful," Jungkook said with pleasure, lowering himself further until all of Taehyung's cock was in his ass.

Jungkook closed his eyes, letting out little whimpers while bouncing on his cock. Taehyung continued moaning, seeing Jungkook's cock helplessly bob against his stomach, so he reached forward to jack it off.

"No- don't- I like cumming untouched." Jungkook said, and Taehyung snickered.

"Fuck, okay." Taehyung said, and Jungkook reached his own hands to his face, covering it while continuing to bounce on his dick.

"Come on- don't hide your face-" Taehyung said, and Jungkook still covered his face, his bouncing slowing down. "Oh, baby," Taehyung said fondly, grabbing Jungkook's hips.

Jungkook reached his hands down, looking a little fucked out. "I-I feel a little- d-dizzy-" Jungkook hummed, and Taehyung chuckled.

"I fucked you up that bad, huh?" Taehyung smirked, continuing to fuck Jungkook down onto his cock.

Taehyung saw Jungkook spin his head a little, eyes looking hazy. "Damn, you look like you're about it-"

Jungkook let out a breathless gasp and then fell forward, eyes going unconscious as he flopped onto Taehyung's chest.

"-faint.." Taehyung mumbled, and then widened his eyes. What the fuck. Jungkook just fucking fainted.

-

"What do you mean Jungkook fainted while bouncing on your dick?"

"I mean that Jungkook was riding me and then he fucking passed out!" Taehyung snapped, and Jin looked at Taehyung for a few seconds.

They both looked at each other, and then Jin stepped closer to him. "When I applied for a degree in Medicine, I thought would be attending to those hurt by space related injuries." Jin said softly, and Taehyung gulped. A vein popped in Jin's neck. "But so far.. the only goddamn injuries that seem to happen are to Jungkook.. and they ALL happen because you FUCK him!"

"What happened?" Namjoon asked, and then frowned. "Why is Jungkook lying in the medical room with ice packs on his head and a breathing mask on his-" Namjoon started, and then looked at Taehyung and gasped. "You killed him."

"No!" Taehyung let out. "He just fainted."

"First your dick puts him in a wheelchair, now it makes him pass out. Dude, maybe, I dunno- he's allergic to your dick or something." Hoseok said, and Taehyung sighed.

"No, he's not. I think he was just fatigued and exerted himself." Taehyung said.

"It's almost as if he got a spear stabbed into his shoulder and shouldn't have been sitting on your dick in the first place." Yoongi said, and Taehyung sighed.

"For god's sake, it's not my dick's fault. Leave her alone." Taehyung snapped, and Jimin frowned.

"Your dick's a girl?"

"Yeah. God is a woman." Taehyung said, and Jimin frowned in confusion, but then they heard a loud gasp from the medical room.

Everyone turned to look there, and Jungkook sat up instantly, eyes wide. Jungkook turned to the side and saw Taehyung standing there, his eyes were big in confusion. He was lost.

Taehyung rushed up to him, and before he could touch Jungkook, Yoongi stopped him. "Don't touch him." Yoongi said, and Taehyung gulped and stepped back.

"Hey, relax Kookie. You're fine." Jin said, and Jungkook looked at Taehyung.

"W-what happened?" Jungkook stammered, and everyone paused.

They all hesitated, and all five looked at Taehyung, who gulped. "You... um.. how do I put it this way- you- you-"

"After Jin cleaned your wound you went to sleep, cherry. You're fine now. Everything was a dream. You never rode Taehyung." Jimin said, and Jungkook frowned.

"How did you know what my dream was about.." Jungkook trailed, frowning at Jimin.

They all looked at Jimin now, who's breath hitched. "I... can fuckin'.... read minds."

"You can what."

"I can read minds."

"Really?! What is Jin thinking about?" Jungkook said in excitement, and Jimin looked at Jin.

Jimin paused for a little, and Jin gulped, looking at him, and then Jimin let out a deep breath. "B-beans.."

"He's right. I was thinking about beans. Anyways, Jungkook, why don't you go shower and clean up, and then we'll all have dinner." Jin said, helping Jungkook off the bed

.

Jimin placed his hand on Jungkook's lower back, helping him walk to his room. "What am I think about now?"

Jimin looked at him hesitantly. "How we're all slaves under the capitalism regime."

"Oh my god! You're right!" Jungkook gasped, and then they walked off.

Taehyung looked at Namjoon, who was glaring. "I swear to god- this one wasn't my fault. Namjoon, I'm trying really hard, okay? I don't want to hurt him-"

"Of course you don't, Tae. But you are. So I'm sorry, but for better or for worse, you need to stay away from him." Namjoon snapped.

"I-I can't do that." Taehyung let out, and Yoongi scoffed.

"Yes you can. You're an adult, Tae. You either break things off with Jungkook to save his life, or tell him he's your soulmate but you'll kill him." Yoongi said, and Hoseok sighed.

Taehyung gulped. "Tae, it sounds bad- but you're doing it for his good." Hoseok said, and Taehyung looked down.

"You'll find someone else, Tae. Clearly it wasn't mean to be if you keep hurting him." Jin said to him softly, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, whatever. I'll break it off with him." Taehyung mumbled, turning around and walked out of the room. All four older boys sighed, not liking the heavy feeling in the room.