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7. 𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

Jungkook carefully lifted Taehyung and gently placed him on his own bed, concern etched on his face. As he observed the cuts, relief washed over him knowing that they weren't deep enough to sever any critical veins.

However, the sight of the blood evoked a sense of urgency within him.

With a surge of determination, he reached for the first aid kit, his hands steady despite the turmoil raging within him.

As Jungkook meticulously cleaned the cuts, his focus shifted to the task at hand. But as he worked, his eyes caught sight of more scars, hidden beneath Taehyung's sleeves. A sudden realization dawned on him, sending a shiver down his spine.

Pushing the sleeves further up, Jungkook's breath caught in his throat as he saw a mosaic of old self-harm scars etched into Taehyung's skin, a painful reminder of past struggles.

A mix of emotions flooded Jungkook's senses - disbelief, sadness, and a deep ache in his heart.

His hands trembled slightly as unshed tears welled up in his eyes, mirroring the anguish he felt within. Questions raced through his mind, each more haunting than the last.

Why would Taehyung resort to self-harm??

What inner demons drove him to hurt himself in such a manner?

In that moment of profound vulnerability, Jungkook felt the weight of Taehyung's pain as if it were his own.

All the ignorance towards taehyung disappeard. The fear of losing taehyung weighted more right now. The regret of not stepping up weighed his heart. He didn't know that taehyung was dealing with these demons in his head. Jungkook cleaned and aided all the cuts and bandaged it.

All the ignorance that had shrouded Taehyung dissipated into the ether, leaving behind a void filled with intense fear.

The dread of losing Taehyung now bore down heavily upon him, an unbearable weight upon his soul. The regret of not having stepped up sooner pierced his heart like a thousand knives, each cut deeper than the last.

He wasn't aware that Taehyung was battling these inner demons, struggling silently within the confines of his own mind.

Jungkook, fueled by a newfound sense of urgency and determination, embarked on a mission to rectify the situation.

With gentle hands and a tender heart, he set about the task of cleaning and tending to Taehyung's wounds.

Each cut and bruise was carefully tended.
Jungkook stood there, his brow furrowed in concern as he gazed upon Taehyung's haggard state. A heavy sigh escaped his lips, mingling with the tension that weighed heavily in the air.

Taehyung, once an open book whose every emotion and thought danced freely upon his features, now appeared before Jungkook as a locked diary, each page sealed away from prying eyes.

Thoughts swirled in Jungkook's mind like a turbulent storm, each one vying for attention as he struggled to make sense of the situation before him.

He couldn't help but wonder what secrets lay hidden within the depths of Taehyung's now-guarded heart, what burdens weighed upon his shoulders that he chose to keep concealed.

Yet, as he stood there, a sense of doubt crept into Jungkook's consciousness.

Did he have the right to delve into the recesses of Taehyung's soul, to try and decipher the puzzles that now shrouded his once transparent friend?

Was it his place to unlock the mysteries that had turned Taehyung's eyes into mirrors reflecting an enigma Jungkook could not yet comprehend?

Jungkook found himself tangled in a web of confusion, each question leading to a myriad of uncertainties that weighed heavily on his mind. The answers he sought seemed to elude him, swirling in a hazy fog that clouded his thoughts.