Yoongi just lifted the hand that wasn't bloody in greeting, mostly staring at the door they had wheeled Jungkook off to. He had no idea what was happening right now and there was nothing he could do but wait, so he did just that.

Finally he managed to turn his head to look at Namjoon properly, pulling him down into the chair next to him. "He did that for me."

Which, yes, he knew, was what Jungkook should have done. What any of them should have done, Namjoon included. His life was worth more than theirs, for whatever fucked up reason, and right now he just couldn't believe that. What was he supposed to do if Jungkook died for his sake?

"I told him I loved him." So there was that at least.