(Jungkook's POV)

"We're literally in a hospital bed." I laughed as he hovered over me, his expression different from mine.

"And? I pretended to sleep the last time the nurse came in, she probably won't come back in." He smirked, not seeing any problem with the situation.

"You have a concussion!" I protested, should he even be up?

"A minor one." Taehyung didn't give up, his eyes left mine and went to my neck.

"Taehyung..." I racked my brain for other excuses but he didn't give me the chance, his tongue grazing over a spot on my neck.

(Jimin's POV)

"Uno...and Uno out!" The chirpy boy placed down his last two cards on the hospital table.

"Dammit!" I groaned throwing down my one card with my good hand. I was already at a disadvantage having to pick up each card one by one, but it didn't even matter because the dude in front of me was, "cheater! Those are two reds, you didn't put those down when I put red!"

"Correct, but I didn't have to. I can draw cards if I want to." Hoseok smiled as I frowned. I opened my mouth to reply when a loud sound cut me off.

"Ah fuck, Taehyung!"

My eyes widened as Hoseok rolled his eyes.

"At first I thought it'd be convenient that all your rooms are next to each other." He laughed as my face turned red. They should really get sound proof walls, it's a hospital!

"Doesn't he have a concussion?" Hoseok asked, shuffling the cards.

"That wouldn't stop Taehyung. One time in high school he broke his arm playing basketball...he still had sex with two people the same day." I mumbled as Hoseok bursted out laughing.

"Oh gosh! Wait so he's a fuckboy?" He asked, his expression becoming concerned.

"Well...yeah. But he's never cheated on anyone, when he's in a relationship he's faithful. But when he's not in one..."

"As long as he's good to Jungkook, and makes him happy, then I don't care about his past." Hoseok dealt the cards, I could tell he was talking about more than just his sex life. I guess the whole gang history didn't bother him.

"It's cool you're not upset with Yoongi." I picked up my cards as he sorted his.

"I knew already he was doing gang related things-"

"No, I mean cool with the whole Taehyung and Yoongi thing. A lot of people wouldn't be okay with their boyfriends ex being around all the time." I shrugged before putting down the first card. I looked up when he didn't put down a card.

"They're ex's?" He didn't look angry, but not exactly happy either. Oh fuck.

He didn't know?!

"N-no I meant-"

"The fuck!"

(Jungkook's POV)

"The fuck, Taehyung no." I panted as he left a hickey on my inner thigh. His fingers were gripping the edge of my boxers. I would die if a nurse came in and I had no underwear on. Taehyung had already left several marks lining my neck, abused my nipples, and assaulted my thighs.

"No what?" He asked but didn't go farther, waiting for my consent. I wanted to tell him he couldn't but of course my body betrayed me. We were both very aware of my...excited friend.

"You did this on purpose." I glared at him as he kissed my palm, an evil smile on his lips. He knew if he got to this point I wouldn't say no to going farther (not as far as sex but close to it) because fucking blue balls are the worst!

He was about to pull down my boxers when the door slammed open.

I immediately sat up, pulling my hoodie as far down as it would go as Taehyung turned to the door. I thought it was a nurse but was very shocked to see Hoseok.

"Knock first next time." Taehyung mumbled as he pulled the blanket to cover me. When I saw Hoseok's face my embarrassed expression turned to a worried one.

"Why was I the only one in the dark?!" He asked closing the door behind him. His eyes kept going to Taehyung, and I couldn't tell if the emotion was anger or confusion.

"Dark about what-"

"Don't play dumb, Taehyung and Yoongi dating for years and maybe how Taehyung was manipulated by him...and no one wanted to tell me?" He looked hurt as Taehyung and I glanced between us.

"I only found out today, and it didn't seem like the right time...seeing as someone was shot, and-" I started but was cut off.

"I know." Hoseok sighed, running his hands over his face. "I just, Yoongi."

"He's not the same person." Taehyung spoke, making both of us look at him. "We were both younger and kind of naive. I needed him to make me feel needed. He needed me to make him feel like he had control over something, anything, in his uncontrollable life. But it's different now."

It was silent for a few moments after that. No one knowing exactly what to say. It hurt to know Taehyung was once in a place where he felt completely unwanted. I couldn't exactly hate Yoongi either because he was also in a hard place, I doubt he ever meant to really hurt Taehyung-

"How about you taking criminal charges for him?" Hoseok questioned as we both looked at him.

(2 hours later)

The plan originally was to not talk about anything serious today but with Hoseok asking questions...Taehyung was forced to explain everything. When Hoseok was satisfied with his story he left, I assume to confront Yoongi.

I looked at Taehyung who was sitting at the end of the bed. His eyes on his lap.

"I'm sorry." He covered his face as my eyebrows furrowed. "I've lied to you, I'm not who you thought I was-"

"Taehyung, it was years ago. And you going today, I was more worried than upset with you. I still see you as the same person." I touched his arm as he still refused to look at me.

I want to tell him I love him but I can't tell if this is the best or worst time ever to say that.

"You really don't feel any different about me?" He asked quietly, his voice not holding the same confidence it normally did.

"Did you ever kill anyone?"

"No!"

"Okay then, let's make a deal." I crawled over to him, holding his face so he'd have to look me in the eyes. "If you give up the lifestyle completely, I don't want you getting hurt or in trouble...if you never do another 'job' I'll agree to put this behind us."

(Taehyung's POV)

I nodded, wanting to look down but Jungkook's hands wouldn't let me. I was incredibly happy that he didn't see me differently but I hated that I put him, and my best friend in danger tonight. The guilt was eating at me but all the negative emotions went away when he spoke,

"I love you."