Yoongi's POV-

As the picture gets passed to me and I look closer I am honestly amazed.

I may not be good with faces, but I have memorized every inch of Kook's, and the man in this photo looks exactly like him.

I hear the door open and I look up just as Jimin walks out into the hallway, probably on his way to find Taehyung and Kook.

As I continue to study the picture I hear Mrs Jeon speaking on the phone.

"No, he left. Taehyung went to find him. I don't know how he is going to take any of the things we have to-"

Suddenly the door swings open again.

"They're fighting!" Jimin yells quickly before he runs back into the hall.

I drop the picture and run to the door with everyone else close behind.

When we are in the hallway we see up ahead Jimin rushing to get between Taehyung and Kook.

As we're running up we see Taehyung dodge a punch Kook throws before he catches his arm.

Taehyung can fight? He seems to have the upper hand now as he gets Kook's arms pinned to the wall on either side of his head.

When I get closer to the scene I put a hand on Taehyung's shoulder as I look over Kook. He doesn't look like he's taken any punches to the face but as my eyes drift lower I see he has some blood on shirt. Is it his blood or Taehyung's?

I look at Taehyung's face and see that he has a small cut on his lip but other than that he looks relatively fine. I look down at his shirt and it has a lot more blood on it then Kook's does.

"Who's blood is that?" I ask Taehyung as I try to remove his hands from Kook's arms.

"Go get a first aid kit." Taehyung says through his teeth without looking at me or breaking his grip on Kook's arms.

"Taehyung who's blood is it?" I look at him a little more anxiously.

"It's his now go get a first aid kit. All of you go. He needs to calm down. We'll be back in the room in a few minutes." He says with heavy breaths. I let go of his arms and look back at Kook.

The look in his eyes is animalistic. He doesn't even look like himself. His eyes look completely dark.

"You guys just need to go. I've got this. We'll be down in a little bit."

I nod at him before looking back at Kook. I run my eyes over him one more time before I back away and turn to Chanyeol and Namjoon behind me.

"Namjoon, where would a first aid kit be?"

Taehyung's POV-

"You guys just need to go. I've got this. We'll be down in a little bit." I say as I keep my eyes locked with Koo's.

I haven't seen him like this in a long time. I need to keep him still and get him thinking about something else so he will calm down but everyone needs to leave so he can focus on me alone in order to redirect his thoughts.

Finally I see Yoongi walk away out of the corner of my eye and the rest follow after him.

"Koo, listen to me okay."

"Are you going to say anything useful?" He grounds out as he continues to try to get loose from my hold. "Like what the lies are that my mother has told me?"

I need to get him thinking about something else. I need to get his mind off of his anger. Something happy. What can I talk about? What is he going to-

"Koo, remember when I ran up to the Choi's car that day you and Chim came to pick me up?"

I see his eyebrows crease slightly "What the fuck are you talking about."

"That day you and Chim picked me up on our way to Seoul. When I was so excited for you two to get there and as soon as I heard the sound of a car I ran outside without paying attention. I scared the shit out of them remember?"

I see his eyes begin to look a bit more clear and focused and the corner of his lip ticks up. "You were so confused." Then they narrow as he continues. "You and Jimin tried to fuck with me. That was the worst day!"

Fuck. He wasn't supposed to start thinking about the rest of that day. I see that he is clenching his jaw and he begins to try to free himself again.

As he starts to struggle more and my grip starts to slip he raises his voice. "That was the beginning. That's when it all started. All of this bullshit!"

As soon as he says that it clicks in my mind what I need to say to get him to calm down.

"You're right. It was the beginning. The beginning of you and Yoongi."

He immediately stops his movement. "What?"

I stare into his eyes. "That was an awful day, but you're right. It was the beginning. You met Yoongi that day. You were in the café for a shitty reason, but you were there.

"You were in Daegu, somewhere you had never been to and wouldn't really have any reason to visit, went to that café that he happened to be at that same day at the same time. He dropped his wallet by your table, not any other, and you met him because of that.

"That was a shitty day, but if it wasn't for that shitty day you might not have seen Yoongi that first time. It's what helped him learn about you. He thought about you for days after that, trying to figure out how he recognized you. You seeing him in that café helped you both when you saw him again at his apartment. He remembered you and you remembered him."

As I've been speaking he has been struggling less and less. His hands are hung loosely in my grip now and his eyes are focused and clear.

With a small smirk he says, "He was a dick."

"He still is Koo." I say with a chuckle and he slowly begins to do the same.

I continue to look into his eyes and I can tell he is feeling more calm. His breathing is definitely much more under control. We stand in silence as we both continue to slow our breathing and heart rates.

"What is my mother going to say?" He whispers as he looks back in my eyes.

"You just need to listen to her with an open heart Koo."

"Why can't you j-"

"I can't tell you what she is going to say because I don't know it all. I am close with your mother but there are only so many things you share with your son's friends."

He purses his lips as he continues to search my face.

I drop my hands from his and he brings his arms down by his sides. He shakes them a little to get the blood circulating again until he feels a pain in his side where I punched him and holds his hands tightly there.

"Where did you learn how to fight Tae?" He says as he chuckles through his pain. "And you used your left hand! I don't know how to combat a left hook. But you knew that right."

"Yeri lost her boxing coach and her partner. She needed someone to do it with and I needed to find a hobby we could do together to bond. So, now I'm a boxer." I smile before we both begin to giggle.

Then Koo groans in discomfort. "It looks like I hit your mouth pretty straight on. Sorry about that. It's already started to bruise and swell. You got my right side pretty good but it doesn't hurt as badly as my hand. I really need to get this glass removed. And we both need some ice."

I look around the hall and just as I look towards the end of the hall I see Yoongi, Namjoon and Chim rushing towards us.

I turn back to Koo.

"How about this. Let's go back into the room and we will listen to what Hyuk has to say and get your hand cleaned up. Sound good?"

"I-is what she has to tell me bad?" He asks nervously.

I shake my head immediately "I don't think so. You'll have questions of course, but I think if anything it will give you clarity. I think a lot of questions you have had for a long time will be answered."

"Okay." He smiles. "Let's get this cleaned up." He says as he looks down at the knuckles of the hand he punched the mirror with.

I hold my hand out to him, "Let me see your hand. Please."