"I worry about a lot more than myself. I can't help that. There are many people to worry over." Like Namjoon, like Ten, like Jungkook and Hobi and Jimin and Tae. Damn, Tae. Jin wondered whether he would break. He supposed the question was less if he would and more when and how badly. Between Namjoon and Jungkook? Like a barrel of gunpowder. "I worry about myself too, but I don't think it'd do any good to beg."
"It won't. Good boy." Namjoon reached out and petted his face and soon, a hulking beast of a man came in to handle transport. Namjoon idly watched him go, waving dismissively at him and then hurrying around to get medical supplies. Some people got hurt, he had to fix them up.
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And fighting wasn't really an option.
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Like a good king.