Taehyung groaned in my ear, his deep voice rasping.       "It's okay, Taehyung. We're almost there, just hang on, okay?" Jungkook soothed, his expression looking almost as pained as Taehyung's did.       I adjusted my grip on the injured boy, and his head bobbed from side to side as we carried him. Jungkook and I both ran faster when we saw that the warehouses were just behind a couple of trees.       We quickly galloped up to the metal doors, and instead of having to whip out his metal baton, Jungkook just repeatedly slammed his hands on the doors, making them bang loudly.      "Namjoon! Jin! Taehyung is hurt!" he shouted, smacking the doors once more afterwards.       Seconds later, the metal doors were pulled open, dust flying because of how fast they were pulled back.       Jimin stood in front of the entrance, a look of extreme alarm on his face as he saw Taehyung in such a state. His eyes widened when he saw Jungkook and I struggling under Taehyung's arms.      "What the hell?" he whispered as he dashed at us, Jin following behind and helping us carry Taehyung inside the warehouse.       We set the injured guy on one of the large couches. Carefully, Jin and Namjoon shut the doors of the warehouse.        We watched as Jin and J-Hope disinfected Taehyung's wounds and bandaged them with gauze. Yoongi was helping Jungkook wrap a scrape he got from hitting the ground, and Jimin handed me a roll of bandages and alcohol for the cracks between my knuckles from punching too hard.       "What the hell happened?" Namjoon asked us, holding his head in disbelief. It must have been the first time he's seen one of his friends beat up so badly. I looked to Jungkook, who could only bite his lip at the question. Everyone looked to me for answers.           "There was... a girl-" I began, but Jungkook stopped me.      "It was an ambush. Some guys started catcalling Jinyi, but Taehyung and I were there. Too many of them came, and so... we had to run," he lied. He looked downwards, obviously not telling the truth. Yoongi tilted his head, furrowing his brows at both of us. Namjoon did the same.      "Who were they?" he asked, his tone turning dark.      "I don't know," Jungkook replied. He looked up at me, his eyes grim. That stern expression he was giving me told that he was lying for a reason. He wanted to keep the matter only between us.       "Are you serious?" Jimin gasped, shaking his head.      "I'm serious," Jungkook informed, looking up at his elders with sincerity. It amazed me how well the guy could act. Namjoon just sighed.      "Alright," he shook his head, "if you see them again, call us."       Jungkook nodded his head back, and with that, all the boys turned their attention back to Taehyung, who was starting to awaken once more, rubbing his eyes and murmuring. It was then that Jungkook took the chance to grab my hand and run towards the exit. We slipped between the metal doors of the warehouse, and he dragged me behind the place.       He shakily let me go, almost throwing me against the side of the place.       "What?" I asked him, looking at him like a maniac.      "What the heck happened?" he inquired, shaking his head at me, "I've been trying not to say anything about