*Rina POV*

"What?!" My eyes widened in disbelief as I backed up. His face softened as he stepped forward and grabbed the edge of my shirt.

"I saw it." Hoseok's eyes fluttered with sadness as he closed his mouth and swallowed, making me stare at his adam's apple. Fuck. And saw what?

"The bruises...the cuts." He stepped forward again and leaned his face against mine.

"Was it Taehyung?" I looked down at his words, feeling conflicted and hurt. Why would he ask that? Is Taehyung really so bad that everyone knows it. And why do I feel sad by that?

"No...it was Chaea and her friends. And it was my fault...I provoked her." I lifted my head to look at Hoseok, his deep eyes making my heart fill with warmth.

"Why? Your body is too beautiful to be ruined with these unruly marks." He grabbed my shirt with his second hand and started pulling it up. For some reason his soft comment had me almost in a trance and I let him pull it off.

"Why you ask? I guess I got addicted to pain." I looked away from him, feeling exposed in the skimpy lingerie Namjoon dressed me in.

"Hmm, you're a rarity you know." His fingers ran across my bare skin, making goosebumps rise up.

"You're kind, respectful, you put your sister's needs first..." He pressed his thumbs into my bruises gently, pushing into the broken muscle with slight pressure.

My head shot back at him as pain emanated from where his fingertips were. He nudged me slightly so that my back hit the wall and he entrapped me with his body.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you from that first day." He applied the pressure again making me wince. My breaths became more deep and loud as I stared at his flawless face and tinted lips.

"Your hand was broken yet all you could think of was your sister...what a shining light you are." He leaned his head forward until his mouth was beside my neck. I brought my hand up and grabbed his arm, feeling a calming heat from his body.

His hot breaths hit the sensitive skin of my neck and I shivered in bliss, grabbing his arm tighter as those strange feelings started rising deep inside me.

My eyes widened as he pressed his lips to my neck, kissing it softly and continuously as he moved down.

"Hoseok..." I turned my head to him but he merely hummed in response and traveled his delicate lips to my collarbone, moving it down to my cleavage.

Why aren't I stopping him?

He continued placing light kisses all the way down to my ribs as he sunk to the ground. He kneeled there and kissed the bruises and cuts on my stomach making me feel like I was in heaven.

"My kisses...have healing powers." He smiled cutely and looked up at me, everything about him being angelic and warm.

I brought my hands up and tangled them in his hair as I crouched down to his face. I didn't feel any pain or soreness as I moved my muscles to bend down to his level.

"I haven't forgotten you either, you know?" I lent my forehead on his and also sat down on the ground, holding his head against mine gently. He let out a low sound of contentment and it had me smiling.

"You bought that medicine for me and told me how to use it...you're quite selfless yourself." I let go of his hair and moved my hands to his face as I embraced it.

The room was silent, our breaths were the only thing audible as I closed my eyes. Why did it feel so safe with him? Why could I just close my eyes and touch him without being afraid or nervous?

"Rina." He wrapped his hands around my body and pulled me to him. Our faces were an inch away at this point and I wasn't one bit nervous.

"Can't I be bad too sometimes?" I leaned forward my lips grazing his as I snaked my hand around his neck and prepared to have him.

Just as our lips connected the door swung open, revealing a troubled looking Jimin.

I lowered my head immediately feeling shame flooding my mind and Hoseok simply hugged me more firmly and massaged my back.

"She's back...." Jimin's tone was foreign, filled with concern and it didn't suit him at all.

"And she's looking for Rina."