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𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎
Jungkook's heart, once frozen in fear, began to thaw as he gazed into Taehyung's innocent face. No one, except his brother and father, had ever spoken to him with such kindness and gentleness, without ulterior motives. Physical touch, especially from outsiders, usually sent Jungkook's anxiety soaring, but Baby Tae's hug had been different. It was as if Taehyung's pure intentions and affectionate nature had wrapped around Jungkook like a warm blanket, providing a sense of comfort he'd never experienced before.
As Taehyung's soft, babyish coos filled the air, something miraculous happened. The tumultuous storm of fear that had been raging inside Jungkook's heart began to subside. The scary noises in his mind, the ones that always seemed to scream "danger" and "run," slowly quieted, like a gentle lullaby soothing a frightened soul. Taehyung's innocent, loving presence was a balm to Jungkook's frayed nerves, calming the fears that had long held him captive.
As Jin tenderly poured cold water over Yoongi's burned hand, his brow furrowed in concern. But in a surprising reversal, Yoongi's gaze wasn't fixed on his injured hand; instead, his eyes were locked onto Jin's face, a warm smile spreading across his lips. Despite the searing pain, Yoongi felt a deep sense of comfort and happiness, knowing that someone cared enough to worry about him. Jin's gentle touch and soothing words were a balm to Yoongi's heart, and in that moment, the pain was forgotten, replaced by a sense of gratitude and connection.
As Jin guided Yoongi back to the living room, Mr. Kim arrived, carrying a first-aid box. Jin swiftly took the box from him, his movements fueled by concern. He gently helped Yoongi settle into a comfortable position before carefully opening the box. With tender hands, Jin began to apply a soothing cream to Yoongi's burned skin, his lips whispering apologies as he worked. Between gentle strokes, Jin blew softly on the affected area, trying to ease the pain. Yoongi's eyes, fixed on Jin's face, shone with gratitude, his heart swelling with emotion at the older boy's kindness.
𝚓𝚒𝚗
I'm really sorry, young master. I accidentally burned your skin.
𝚈𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒
it's ok, It was an accident. You didn't mean to hurt me.
Mr. Kim would often share stories about Jungkook, RM, and Suga with Jin, giving him insight into their personalities. Jin knew that Yoongi, in particular, had a short fuse and wouldn't hesitate to speak his mind when wronged. He expected Yoongi to lash out or, at the very least, berate him for his carelessness. But instead, Yoongi's calm "it's okay" was a balm to Jin's frazzled nerves, filling him with relief.
Despite Yoongi's reassurance, Jin's guilt lingered, weighing heavily on his conscience. Determined to make amends, Jin focused on treating Yoongi's hand with the utmost care. His fingers moved with deliberate gentleness, as if handling fragile glass. He winced inwardly with each slight wince from Yoongi, his eyes locked onto the injured hand, ensuring that his ministrations didn't cause any further distress.
As Jin blew softly on Yoongi's burned hand, a warm smile spread across his face.
𝚓𝚒𝚗
You know, Young Master. *said, his voice filled with affection*
𝚓𝚒𝚗
whenever Tae hurts himself while playing, I put cream on the wound, but it's when I blow on it that he smiles and says 'Jinu, the pain flew away!' And then he giggles.
*Jin's eyes sparkled with fondness, recalling the sweet moments he shared with Tae*
*Jin's gaze suddenly drifted away from Yoongi's hand, his eyes scanning the room. *
𝚓𝚒𝚗
he asked, a hint of concern creeping into his voice. He looked around, his eyes darting from one corner to another.
𝚓𝚒𝚗
And where's Little Bun?
Jin's brow furrowed, his mind racing with the possibility that the two youngest members might be getting into mischief.
The moment Jin mentioned Kookie's name, asking about his whereabouts, Yoongi's attention snapped away from Jin's gentle ministrations. His eyes, which had been fixed on Jin's hands as they tended to his burn, suddenly narrowed in concern. His gaze swept the room, searching for any sign of his little brother. Jin's words had broken the spell of calm, and Yoongi's instincts as a protective older brother kicked in, his mind racing with worry about Kookie's absence.
*Yoongi, Mr. Kim, and Jin frantically searched every nook and cranny for Tae and Kookie. After what felt like an eternity, Yoongi finally pushed open the door to Tae's room, his heart racing with anticipation. But what he saw made his feet root to the spot.*
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