Next day~

"This is for you..and this is for Jungkookie" my mother smiled, handing me a paper bag.

"What's in it?" I questioned.

"Cupcakes and puffs"

I grinned wide, leaning down to inhale deeply into the bag before thanking her. "He's gonna love it".

"Un hmm" she nodded.

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I looked around the corridor, parking lot and the college canteen, but Jungkook was nowhere to be found; Sighing I called him.

"Hello" he answered the call within the first two rings.

"Where are you idiot?"

"Home Chae" he said. A little bit of shuffling was heard in the background but I paid no attention to it as I now knew where to go meet this kid.

"Okay" I chimed,abruptly ending the call before running out to catch a taxi.

The ride to Kook's was anything but quick. The driver was an old man who wouldn't let the needle cross sixty. I didn't know how but I always seemed to get stuck in a taxi with old people..why? It gave me all the wrong vibes.

Knock knock

A few seconds and the door opened to reveal a fucked out Jungkook.

"Why's your face blue?" I laughed briefly before realising that those blue patches were bruises. My tone changed immediately, "What happened?".

"Ah, I got hit by a lorry" he replied, moving aside to let me in.

"What? Holy shit!" my jaw dropped as I panicked.

"I was in my wolf form so it didn't hurt much. Otherwise I'd be a crushed noodle" he laughed, pressing the palm of his hand against his tummy.

That's when I noticed that his dark shirt had turned darker and when I reached out to graze the tip of my fingers across his abdomen, i could feel the wetness and warmth of freshly oozed out blood.

"Shit jungkook! You're bleeding all over" I snapped, throwing the paper bag in my hand on one of the chairs in the living room.

"I'm fine Chae I'll heal" he chuckled.

"Sit" I guided him to the couch until he was seated on the cushions. Running to his room with tears threatening to fall out, I grabbed one of his white cotton tshirts and collected a mug of water from the bathroom. I rushed back to the boy on the couch, kneeled on the ground between his legs, hand shivering as it approached the hem of his shirt.

"Lift your hands up a little" I mumbled, helping him take his top off.

I sharply inhaled,the pain throbbed in my gut, deep and warm, at the sight before me. It felt like someone had their hand in there and were squeezing my organs either gently or as hard as they could.

"Ah" Jungkook winced as I rid him off of his shirt. From his right elbow to his hand there was no more skin, only raw and weeping flesh in various shades of pink and red. The same could be said of his tummy. A crescent shaped cut bled on his chest as tears ran down my cheeks.

I stared at his wounds as he shifted back on the couch into a comfortable position. Wiping my tears with the back of my hand, I grabbed his tshirt and dipped it in the mug of warm water. Squeezing it roughly, I carefully pressed the cloth on the side of his wound. The boy jerked. He moved the way people did when they were in pain and before he spoke I knew this is somehow not his fault.

"Why're you crying?" He asked through gritted teeth. I looked up to glare at him through my lashes, eyes wet and overflowing with tears.

"I will heal Chae, I'm a wolf" he spoke with pride.

"Shut the fuck up Jungkook!" I scolded, sitting up straight for a second before getting back to cleaning his wounds.

As I cleaned, I could notice how the torn skin grew back, how the redness faded into pink and disappeared into light cream of his skin. The healing was slow but a million times faster compared to any human.

"Chae.." Kook lowered his hand to the back of my head, brushing his fingers though my hair when he heard me sniff and rub my nose with my other hand.

"It must've hurt so bad" I whispered, but it wasn't unheard.

"Yes it did. Now it doesn't" he smiled, eyes brimming with affection.

"You careless little dog"

"Stop calling me d- ah ah ah!" he winced when I pressed the cloth directly over his wound.

I stood up to go get a fresh mug of water, run a warm bath and when I returned I noticed that the cuts on his hands had almost closed up.

"Wow" I mused, the tears in my eyes finally drying up as the boy returned to his normal appearance.

Rubbing as much blood off of him as I could, I returned to his lip which was surprisingly still bleeding.

"Tch tch" I shook my head, pressing the cloth against the seam of his lips and moving it slowly, afraid of hurting him.

"Why're you so cute?" Jungkook mused, brining his hand up to pinch my cheeks which happened to be slapped away by me.

"Stay still. I'm trying to do something here" I gave him a stern look, before getting back to cleaning his face.

"Fine. I'm all yours" he stated, falling limp under me. He closed his eyes and leaned back, hands thrown on either side of his body, fingers slightly curled and legs outstretched.

I moved closer to the boy in order to take a close look at his face. He stiffened immediately, fingers curling further into fists as if he was restraining himself.

I moved the hair on his forehead back to reveal his eyebrows and rub off the thin sheath of blood that covered his skin.

Once I was done with him, I noticed that his lips were back in shape. Relief washed over me as I released the breath I was holding in for so long. Smiling to myself, I leaned down to press my lips against Jungkook's forehead; "You're clean" I spoke against his skin before moving back and standing up in front of him.

The boy sat up straight right after, clearing his throat and rubbing his hands over his cheeks in haste. He was hugging himself and I chuckled at how much of a bunny he was.

Shaking my head, I took a good look at his white tshirt in my hand which was now coloured with various shades of red and brown. "Look at this" I mused.

"Is that my shirt? " Jungkook gasped suddenly, jumping onto his feet to snatch it from me.

I nodded, biting my lip trying my best not to grin.

"This was my favourite shirt" he whined, staring at it with pain in his eyes.

"I know" I laughed.

"Why do you have to do this?" his eyes were wide and pseudo sad.

"You keep wearing it every single day Kookie. I'm fed up of looking at it" I brushed it off, playfully hitting his shoulder and asking him to follow me.

I opened the door to his bathroom before gesturing him to walk in.

"You need a bath" I smiled, pointing at the steaming tub brimming with water. "There is your towel. I've added some dettol into the water as well. Hop in!" I clapped.

Blinking twice, "Come here" he opened his arms for me.

"Yeww no." I narrowed my eyes at his stained pants and nails which were dark brown due to the dried blood. "I'll hug you later. Now go wash up" I tried pushing him in but he stayed strongly rooted to the spot.

"Rude" he frowned, pouting as he hesitantly entered the bathroom. I closed the door behind him, a small chuckle leaving my lips at his child like antics.

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