Un-spoiling The Maknae

nine

Namjoon

We were all startled as Jin hyung went down crying.

I immediately ran up to the eldest hyung and engulfed him in a tight embrace, trying to calm him down.

Whenever my members feel down, I make sure that I can calm them down.

"Hyung, What's wrong?" I asked as he kept sobbing into my chest.

"I-It's Jungkook.." He mumbled and I widened my eyes.

"W-What happened to Kookie?" Jimin asked and Jin calmed down a bit and we all went to the living room.

"He's not okay. I know there's something wrong and this is all our fault." Jin said as he continued to wipe the stray tears that kept falling down his cheeks.

I bit my lip as I looked at my other members, they were all as anxious. We went too far with the pranks.

He wouldn't even talk to any of us now. He even ignored Jin and Jimin.

"Yoongi, let's go see him." I said and Yoongi hyung glared at me.

"I-I'm sorry, Yoongi-hyung." I said and he rolled his eyes and stood up.

"I wanna come see him too." Hobi piped up, he looked both at me and Yoongi. He was probably scared that me and yoongi might do something to him.

We went up the stairs after eating and we knocked on the old wooden door.

Yoongi got really impatient and opened the door himself and saw Jungkook sitting infront of the window with his back facing us.

"Kookie? It's your hyungs. D-Don't you wanna come down?" Hoseok used the most calm voice he had and I saw Jungkook flinch a bit.

We looked around his room and saw bond papers with different drawings posted around.

There were drawings of what seems to be Bangtan. The other members were in different colors, probably our favorite colors. I think Jungkook was the one who was painted in an odd shade of red.

The floor was dusty, the whole room actually is. There were scattered crumpled papers everywhere and a shining metal on the floorcaught my eye.

I picked it up and I widened my eyes as I realized that it was a razor, with dried up blood on it.

Then I gasped as I looked back to the drawings, realizing that Jungkook drew himself using his own blood.

I wanted to tear up, cry and I felt nauseous of what was happening.

"J-Jungkook, what is the meaning of this?" I asked and I heard him sigh.

"Jungkook, please let us help you." Hobi hyung pleaded as tears fell on his cheeks.

"Y-You're clearly not okay Jungkook. Please. It's for the best." We were all implying that Jungkook needed help.

He needed to be put in a safe environment.

Our dorm isn't safe for him anymore. And what caused it was us.