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Sad hours. Trigger warning ⚠

Jungkook pinned Jimin against the wall of the elevator as the stumbled in, refusing to break their kiss. Jimin grabbed onto his shoulders and kissed him harder, their tongues fighting for dominance when suddenly the elevator stopped and the doors opened. The quickly separated and stood there panting, with swollen lips and messy hair.

In walked an elderly couple. The boys smiled and bowed to them.
"We got off at the wrong floor." the elderly lady laughed as she held her husbands hand who was holding a walking stick to help him. She rested her head on his shoulder and he smiled. Jungkook and Jimin looked at them in awe. They were still color coordinating their clothes. And had matching rings.

The couple got off after two floors, still holding onto each other and smiling as they did.
"It's so sweet.." Jimin smiled.
"I know..." Jungkook nodded.
"It's so cute how long they've been tog--oh okay..." Jimin was cut off as Jungkook again pinned him against the wall and kissed his neck and grabbed his ass. Jimin moaned into his ear and Jungkook cupped his jaw with one hand and looked into his eyes.
"You're really pretty.." Jungkook smiled at him sweetly and Jimin looked down shyly.

The finally reached Jimin's floor and opened the door. Jimin quickly straddled his boyfriend as he once again pulled his shirt off then proceeded to remove his. Their bodies against each other, Jimin ran his fingers down his body feeling those abs he could imagine touching.
"Ah!" Jimin moaned as Jungkook pushed him down on his thighs and made him grind on him. Jimin bit his lip as he hid his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck.

Jimin's hand travelled lower and lower, he cupped Jungkook's dick and moaned feeling how hard he was.
"Mmm.." Jimin kissed his jaw trying to ease him. He could feel Jungkook's heart beating really fast.
"Are you okay?" Jimin asked softly.
"Yes.." Jungkook smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.
"We can stop if you don't want to.." Jimin whispered softly against his lips.
"I want to..." Jungkook pulled him closer.

Jimin smiled into the kiss and then began kissing lower and lower till he was on his knees in front of Jungkook. He looked up at him and Jungkook could swear he felt like his heart stopped beating. Jimin looked like a work of literal art, his beautiful black hair fell infront of his eyes, his sculpted body and those plump lips that could make anyone fall in love with him.

Just as Jimin unbuckled Jungkook's belt, his phone rang. Jungkook tried to ignore it but then it rang again. It was awfully late so it had to be an important call. He reached for it at found it to be Hoseok.
"Yeah, hyung?" Jungkook tried to sound like he wasn't horny.
"What? He left a while ago. Wait.." Jungkook said suddenly and Jimin climbed back on top of Jungkook sensing he was struggling.
"Is everything okay?" he asked softly.

"Um.. Yoongi hyung and Namjoonie hyung haven't reached home. And they didn't even tell Hobi hyung or Jin hyung." Jungkook said worried as he dialed their numbers. Their phones were switched off. Jimin quickly wore his shirt as did Jungkook as he continued to call them.
"I'm sorry.." Jungkook said to Jimin.
"Oh god, stop. It's completely fine! Let's go find hyungs.." Jimin said quickly picking up his car keys.

"Um. Do you mind staying with hyungs? Just tell them I've gone to find them. I think I know where they are. Tell them not to worry." Jungkook said combing his hair back and Jimin agreed without question. There was a lot of time for asking questions, now wasn't it.
" Take my car. "Jimin gave Jungkook the keys who nodded, kissed him quickly and left.

Jimin went to Jungkook's apartment and Jin answered the door looking visibly worried.
"Is it him?" Hoseok asked.
"I'm sure he's okay!" Jin tried.
"Um, hyung. Jungkook has gone to them. He said he had an idea where they were and asked you to not worry." Jimin said softly.

Hoseok closed his eyes and sighed as he went and sat on the couch. Jin sat next to him, holding his hand tightly and Jimin sat on the smaller couch when Hoseok patted the space next to him and Jimin went and sat next to him.
"I'm sorry. I should have waited longer but... I didn't know where they were, I just assumed kookie was with them. I'm so sorry." Hoseok said timidly.
"No, no! It's completely fine! Don't worry, hyung." Jimin said holding his hand tightly. Hoseok's hand was ice cold. He must have been very nervous to have called Jungkook like that.

Jimin was not going to get upset at them for being worried about their partners. They were clearly worried and the reasons for that worry could have been more than Jimin knew. He chose to just hug Hoseok and ease him.

Jungkook drove to the orphanage and went to the back gate which was locked but led to a staircase that led to the terrace of the small building. Jungkook and Namjoon had grown up learning how to cross that gate, he quickly hopped over it and ran up. They had to be here.

Jungkook looked around and saw their backs. Namjoon's head was on Yoongi's shoulder as they looked out at the view. Jungkook sighed and walked up to them and he lay his head on Yoongi's lap and put his hand on his chest.They had spent countless nights like this.

He looked up to see the same sight he'd always see. Yoongi was crying, not just crying but shaking as he sobbed harder and harder. Namjoon stroked his arm, resting his head on his shoulder while Jungkook held his other hand, placing it on his chest.
"Why didn't you call me?" Jungkook asked wiping his tears off.
"We wanted to but.." Namjoon said softly.
"You should have." Jungkook said softly and kissed Yoongi's hand. Jungkook looked at Namjoon and silently signalled to as if Yoongi took his anti-anxiety pill to which Namjoon nodded.

Yoongi winced in pain as he shook harder and harder crying, holding his brothers' hands like his entire life depended on it.
"It's okay, hyung. You're free. It's over." Namjoon said softly, his own tears falling.
"We're here." Jungkook placed his hand on Yoongi's chest, who held his hand as he cried in pain and then Namjoon placed his hand on his.

"You did it. You did really well. You have us now. " Jungkook said to Yoongi as his own tears fell, his heart hurt every time this happened but some scars took very long to heal, sometimes they never faded. The three of them stayed there like that till Yoongi was done crying.
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12 years ago:

16 year old Yoongi had once again escaped his Foster home and come to the orphanage. He had cigarette burns all over his arm and chest to which Namjoon tended on the terrace. Jungkook cried seeing his hyung in pain.

"WHY DO THEY KEEP DOING THIS? I DID EVERYTHING I COULD! IT'S NEVER ENOUGH! WHY CAN'T I HAVE A FAMILY!" Yoongi shivered as the Sun began setting and he felt like he'd have to leave.
"You're doing good, hyung." Namjoon cried softly as he rested his head on his shoulder, stroking his bandaged arm gently and Jungkook rested his head on Yoongi's lap and stroked his chest.
"We're your family, hyung." Jungkook sobbed.
"One of these days, I will escape. I promise.." Yoongi cried as he shivered.

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Present:

Although he had escaped that place, the scars that abuse left on him were very deep and so he still was trying to leave those demons behind. And every now and then, he'd break down like this. Jungkook and Namjoon never forced him to get over it, as family they just tried to be around and helped him heal on his own. Sometimes, that's all the help one needs.

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