"I'm your hyung too, you know?" Yoongi reached out, holding up his own pinkie finger. Whatever, he would do what he could. His hand was trembling a little bit, but he was good at hiding what he felt, he had practised that for a long time. He tightened his hold on Jungkook's hand a little, but he looked at Jimin. "I'll swear, Jimin. Swear you won't hurt Jungkook."

He didn't matter, he had to keep the boy safe.

"I'm afraid he can't promise that, Min Yoongi." Hobi stopped in the door frame, nodding his head. "That brings us up to three out of three." He clapped his hands, grinning. "Fun times. Come out, come out. I got somewhere to put you, Min Yoongi. I've got orders from the boss."

"I'm not leaving Jungkook."