*Jungkook POV*
My one gunshot is probably heard all around. Jimin runs towards me and hits the gun out of my hand. My head is dizzy. I don't know what's happening. My hearing is not well either. All I hear is a scream. But it's not Hoseok.

It's a girl's scream.

My eyes go to the floor, where Yeon Hwa lies on a pool of blood next to Hoseok.

No.

I didn't.

I can't breath. I drop to my knees and kneel to her. "YEON HWA!" I yell. "WHAT THE HELL?!?" I'm crying. She grunts in pain.

She's holding her arm. Blood seeping through her fingers. "Jungkook. It's okay..." she says.

"No. It's freaking not Yeon Hwa." I say. "Let me see your arm." I command and she lets go.

Luckily, the bullet grazed her skin. But she was bleeding a lot. The cut was deep, and she was screaming her head off. Taehyung goes to her. "Okay. Here lemme put this on her arm." Taehyung has a towel and is putting pressure on her arm with it. Hoseok runs out of the room, and comes back with a medical kit.

"Jungkook." Yeon Hwa breathes out.

"Yes Yeon Hwa?" I ask her, trying to wipe my tears.

"I think I need stitches." She says. And then screams more.

"You do. And I'm sorry. We have no anesthesia." Taehyung says.

You mean she has to endure this?

Because of me?

Taehyung opens the medical kit.

(Imma just graze over the medical stuff because well... I'm not a doctor.... don't wanna say anything wrong. Sorry...)

"Everyone except Hoseok please get the hell out." Taehyung say.

I'm not leaving her.

"No. Im staying." I say. Taehyung looks at Yoongi and Jimin. They nod and the boys drag me out of the kitchen and into the living room.

AGH.

"LET ME GO! It's my freaking girlfriend in there!" I yell. Yoongi and Jimin drop me on the couch.
"Yeah. The girlfriend you shot." Jimin retorts. Yoongi smacks his arm. But Jimin's right. I f&$cked up. She's like this because of me. I start crying again. Letting my tears fall down from my eyes.

A few minutes later we hear Yeon Hwa screaming from the kitchen.

I lunge to get there but Yoongi and Jimin hold me back. "YEON HWA!" I yell over and over.

Then I feel something hit my head, and everything goes dark.

*Jimin POV* (since both main characters are occupied right now...)

"What the frick did you do that for?" Yoongi asked me when I knocked Jungkook out.
"Would you rather him scream for Yeon Hwa?" I ask. He thinks but then agrees with me. We lay him in the couch and after a while she stops screaming.

Taehyung walks in the living room and noticed Jungkook blacked out on the couch. "He's fine." I say. "How's Yeon Hwa?" I ask.
"In a lot of pain. But she's gonna be fine. She's just sleeping now." Taehyung explains.

Things between me and Taehyung are awkward now. Knowing that my own best friend, who I've always told everything to, smuggled Hoseok, a dead man into his life and home without telling me. We don't say anything for a while, and Jungkook grumbles awake. "What the hell happened?" He grunts out.
He realizes what's happening. "TAEHYUNG?!  WHERES YEON HWA?" He yells. We shush him.
"Calm down Jungkook. She's in the kitchen with Hoseok. We're all just cleaning up now." Taehyung explains.

*Jungkook POV*

I freaking run to the kitchen to see my Yeon Hwa on the floor and Hoseok cleaning the blood on the floor. As soon as he sees me, Hoseok jumps back.
"Hyung. I'm..." I start. He doesn't let me finish.
"It's fine Jungkook. That doesn't matter now." He says and smiles at me. I start helping him clean.
"I just was so startled hyung. You came out of no where..." I explain myself. "And you were near the person I care for so much."
Hoseok smiles.
"I know. You must love her right?" Hoseok asks .
"Yes.. so much. To know that I shot her. That she's hurt because of me. I just can't handle it..." tears threaten to roll down.
"Jungkook. Don't blame yourself. You just wanted to protect her. She knows that. You did something wrong, but your heart was in the right place." Hoseok explains. I smile at him.

Same old Hoseok.

I carry Yeon Hwa to the couch in the living room. Right as I set her down she wakes up.
"Sleep baby... everything is fine now." I tell her. She smiles at me.
"I love you..." she whispers. "No matter how hurt I am. Or how I'm hurt. I will always love you."

And she falls back asleep.

T-The concept p-photos....
I can't breathe.