"What do you think you were doing Seokjin?! I kept her quiet for a reason!" Namjoon yelled, Jin stood there not flinching, and I knelt in the corner, hands folded in my lap. "She could've died but you decided to go after your own selfish desires-"

"With all respect Namjoon." I spoke up quietly, eyes holding his. "It was I who let him continue to see me. He didn't want to, to keep me safe. But I begged him. So if you're going to yell and punish anybody, let it be me."

"He should know better-"

"You shouldn't have to keep her locked up like some damsel in distress." Jin spoke lowly. "She's asked you numerous to step down, she doesn't care about herself as long as you're safe."

"Jin don't-" I whispered softly.

"Do you know how many times I've visited her after a dangerous mission and she cries worried about you?!" Jin yelled.

"I-" Namjoon started.

"But you don't seem to care, thinking as long as she's kept safe in a little bubble she won't be hurt." Jin helped me stand. "But you're the one hurting her, not the people who oppose you."

With that Jin stormed out the room, five boys gathered outside the door with wide eyes as Jin dragged me through the house and upstairs.

"Jin-"

"What?!" He yelled. I flinched slightly and his eyes softened. "I'm sorry-"

"I know. It's okay." I sighed softly and hugged him lightly. He hugged back just as lightly and took deep breaths. "Just calm down. Let me handle it next time, okay?"

He nodded softly, his grip tightening around me. "Thank you..."