"Huh?" Jungkook asked, confused as he continued to eat.

"Your hand Kookie, what's wrong with it?" Taehyung gestured again to the hidden hand in Jungkook's sleeve.

"Nothing is wrong with it." Jungkook hid his entire arm under the table.

"Then let me see it. Why are you hiding it?" Taehyung asked.

"I'm not hiding it. It's fine. Just drop it."

"You're lying to me." Taehyung saw that Jungkook was avoiding eye contact the entire time. He knew Jungkook well enough to know that meant he wasn't being completely honest.

"I'm not lying, will you just leave me alone?!" Jungkook yelled.

Hobi and Jin both strolled out of their rooms at the sound of the two arguing. "What're you two possibly bickering about at this hour?" Hobi asked.

"Nothing," Jungkook immediately replied.

Taehyung, however, pointed to Jungkook. "I think he hurt his hand but he refuses to show me."

Jungkook gave Taehyung an angry look, while Jin and Hobi shot Jungkook a concerned one.

Jin stepped closer to Jungkook. "Did you hurt your hand? Let hyung check it."

"I already told Taehyungie I didn't! Why can't you all just mind your business?!" Jungkook stood up and began stomping away, but Hobi stepped in front of him to stop him. He pried Jungkook's sleeve up, and everyone gasped, including Jungkook. He knew his wrist was hurt, but what he didn't expect was for it to be swollen and sporting blue and purple bruises.

"Holy shit!" Hobi screamed, "What the hell happened?!"

"Is that...is that broken...?" Taehyung suddenly felt woozy and leaned against the wall.

Jin gently took Jungkook's wrist in his hand. "When did this happen? And how? Jungkook this looks broken. I'm taking you to the ER."

Jungkook protested, the last thing he wanted to do was spend his entire night in the hospital.

"It's not broken! It's fine! I just hurt it at the gym, it was an accident. I'm fine!"

"This happened at the gym? How did it happen? Did you ice it yet? Why didnt you call one of us?" Jin was so concerned , and had so many questions. The thought of Jungkook getting hurt , at all, literally ever, terrified him. If it were up to him he'd keep Jungkook in a giant bubble and by his side 24/7.

"I used a machine wrong and it twisted a little. I'm fine, really hyung."

Hobi grabbed an ice pack and held it to the youngests wrist for him. "You really need this looked at."

"No I don't."

Jin squeezed Jungkook's shoulders. "I'm taking you to the ER. Be ready in ten."

"I don't want to go! Please hyung not tonight! Im tired and-"

"Jungkook-ah! Enough! I can't sit around knowing you might have a broken wrist, and I did nothing about it. Now stop arguing with me and get ready to go," Jin scolded Jungkook.

Which was extremely rare.

Jungkook frowned and turned to Taehyung. "Thanks a lot."

Taehyung frowned back. He hadn't tried to annoy Jungkook or make him angry. The boy was clearly injured, and Taehyung cared too much about him to ignore it, what else was he supposed to do?

Hobi walked up to Jungkook and wrapped him in a hug. "Don't be mad at him." He gestured to Taehyung. "He is just being protective. You'd do the same if it were him and you know it."

Hobi was right, Jungkook knew if he had seen Taehyung in pain he would have demanded answers too so he could help. He walked over to Taehyung and placed his head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, hyungie."

Taehyung ruffled his hair. "Can I come with you?"

Jungkook nodded his head. Jin went around the house to alert the others what was going on, but Yoongi was the only other one awake. He came out to check out Jungkook's wrist. "Jesus Christ bunny, what the hell happened to you?"

"It was just an accident at the gym. Really, I'm fine."

All the attention was suddenly causing Jungkook anxiety. What if he slipped and accidentally told them it was Shik? What if they found out and confronted the man and then the man hurt them too?

"Can we just go now and get this over with?" Jungkook begged Jin as he made his way back into the room.

"Yes, let's go. Yoongi-ah, Hobi-ah, can you let the others know if they wake up? Hopefully we're back soon."

Yoongi and Hobi nodded their heads in agreement and gave Jungkook a hug, and air-kissed his poor wrist before he disappeared out the door with Jin and Taehyung.

"Poor kid." Hobi turned to Yoongi, and said, "I wonder why he didn't want to tell us."

"Probably because he knew it'd result in a hospital visit. I don't really blame him, hospitals suck."

"Do you think he'll be okay?"

"Of course he'll be, he always is." Yoongi ruffled Hobi's hair before the two went back to their rooms.

In the car, Jungkook leaned on Taehyung's shoulder while the older continued to hold an ice pack to his wrist. Jungkook fell asleep on the way.

"Hey, wake up. We're here." Taehyung gently shook his maknae.

They all got out of the car and checked in. Thankfully they didn't have to wait too long to be seen, as the ER was pretty empty in the dead of night. A doctor came and led the three of them into one of the hospital rooms, gesturing for Jungkook to take a seat on the bed. He sat down and Taehyung plopped down on the bed next to him. Jin stood beside his two youngest and played with Jungkook's hair.

The doctor began inspecting his wrist. "And how did this happen?"

"I fell."

Jin and Taehyung both shot their heads towards him. "You told us it was a gym accident?" Jin questioned.

Jungkook panicked, oops.

"It was. I fell at the gym."

"But you said it was because of one of the machines," Taehyung chimed in.

"It was. I mean, I hurt it on a machine and twisted it but then also fell, at the gym, I mean. I'm sorry, I'm really tired." Jungkook faked a yawn.

The doctor kept looking over the wrist. " You hurt the same wrist twice in one night? Tough break, kid."

He told Jungkook that he'd return after the x-ray machine was set up. While they waited for the doctor to come back, the three were rather silent. Jungkook was lost in his own thoughts, while Jin and Taehyung sat there worried. Jungkook was leaning against Jin's side while the older one was running his fingers through his hair.

The doctor came back and took their maknae from them to do the x-ray, and brought him back about ten minutes later.

"Well?" Jin asked the doctor.

"The x-ray results will be done in a few minutes, just sit tight," the doctor informed them and then disappeared.

Taehyung began to rub Jungkook's back. "How are you feeling? Does it hurt really bad?"

"I'm okay. It hurts to move it though." All three brothers sighed. This whole situation was taking a big toll on Jin and Taehyung's hearts. Their poor baby. They both felt so bad, and guilty, for not being there when he had gotten hurt. And seeing him sitting in a hospital bed wasn't the most comforting sight either. They couldn't remember the last time any of them actually had to go to the hospital.

"I have good news and bad news," The doctor began as he strolled back in, "The good news is it's not broken at all. The bad news is it is a pretty severe sprain. You seem to have twisted quite a few of the muscles and you'll have to wear a wrist brace for a few weeks, but after that you'll be good as new."

Jungkook groaned. A wrist brace, great. What would my manager have to say about that?

Maybe he will realize he can't injure me like that anymore because hyungs would worry and catch on? Maybe, just maybe, this will save me.

The doctor left again and came back with a wrist brace and some weird smelling cream. The doctor rubbed the cream onto his wrist, which made it go numb before he put the wrist brace on. The doctor told him the cream was to help ease pain and to use it as often and as much as he needed. They were free to go.

"Ah thank you sir." Jin bowed to the man while Taehyung and Jungkook copied him.

They arrived home to a quiet house, everyone was fast asleep. "To bed now, both of you." Jin guided the two to their shared bedroom.

Jungkook lay in his bed and Taehyung lay right next to him. He would've cuddled up but didn't want to accidentally hurt his maknae.

Jin pulled the blanket over both of them and sat at the side of the bed. "Jungkook," Jin began, "Please. If you're ever hurt you have to tell one of us. Don't hide something like that. Okay? Hyungs care about you and your health is always our number one priority. You got that?"

"I know. I'm sorry."

"And don't get mad if we pry," Taehyung said. "We're just protective, you know. So promise? No secrets?"

"I promise."

Jin kissed them both goodnight and left. Jungkook planted his face into Taehyung's chest and cried. Something he'd been trying not to do all night. It hurt, knowing he had just lied to his hyung. He never lied and he'd just spent half this day lying.

Taehyung began to rub his back. "Aw Jungkookie, does it hurt?"

"Yeah," he whispered through his tears.

He wasn't talking about his wrist.