"Tae?" Jimin hurried straight over to Tae as Namjoon set him down carefully outside, still holding him in his arms and trying to keep him still. "Oh God, you're so hurt. Are you okay? Are you going to-- It's okay, Tae, it's all okay. I'm fine." His ear hurt so badly he wanted to cry and he was terrified but otherwise, he was fine. Thanks to Tae and Ten, really. He turned his head and watched as Jungkook hauled Ten out and dropped him onto the floor as gently as he could, he'd been kind enough to pull up the kids pants at least. He left him on the floor, not overly feeling touchy with him, focusing instead on Cheon.

"You're a sick son of a bitch, you know that? I'm going to have fun hurting you."

Jimin kept stroking Tae's hair gently, inspecting his head for wounds, trying his best not to look at Ten. The boy had done all of that for him, he felt sick inside thinking about it. How could Cheon do that? Any of this?