"Jimin, don't, they'll hurt me anyway..." Of course, by then it was too late and Tae just lowered his head, biting down on his lower lip, while Yoongi crouched down to ruffle Jimin's hair.

"I knew you were a good boy. Jimin, is it?" He moved his head up with a light grip on his chin, looking at him properly. He was pretty, under all those tears and the desperation. "Who are 'they'?"

Time for more questions. "You should tell me, you know? Don't you want the assholes that set you up for this to suffer?"