Hoseok came running. He found Yoongi curled up in an alley. He walked up to him and removed his hands on his face. Bruises bloomed around his eyes and cheeks, dried blood crusting his mouth and the scary expression of defeat layered with guilt on his face. Yoongi's arms were littered with bruises and tiny cuts, looking like he got trashed.

Hoseok sighed. He gingerly lifted Yoongi up, hearing the tiny groans of pain when Hoseok s an arm around Yoongi's waist. Broken ribs, Hoseok thought when he gently prodded Yoongi's chest.