In a matter of minutes, mall security had shown up and apprehended the man. After, they escorted the three of us to the office. I had Kookie and Jiminie sit in the two chairs that were in front of the desk, while I looked them both over. The head of security came over with a first aid kit in hand, handing it to me.

"Are you sure you don't want me to call an ambulance?" he asked, looking at the two sniveling littles seating in front of us.

"Do you boys want an ambulance?" I asked softly, which was met by two quick shakes of their heads.

"I no wanna go to the doctor!" Jiminie started crying.

"Hey, shhhhhh shhhh shhhh it's ok. You don't have to go anywhere, sweetie." I said, leaning over and cupping his cheek. He whimpered as he nodded slowly, his eyes fluttering shut.

"I am going to need statements as to what happened." the guard stated, pulling out a pen and paper. I looked back and forth between these two sweet boys and felt physically sick to my stomach that someone would dare treat them like this.

"Sir, I hate to be a bother, but can you please give us a few minutes so I can tend to their wounds and help them calm down?" I asked, looking at the guard with pleading eyes. He gave me a short, curt nod before standing from behind the desk, and exiting the office.

"Mommy, it hurts." Kookie whined, holding his side.

"I know, baby boy. I will do what I can, ok?" I said, kissing his cheek. I grabbed some numbing cream from the first aid kit and lifted his shirt, looking at where a bruise was already starting to form.

"Don't touch it, Mommy!" he said, biting his lip, choking back tears. I wanted to cry so badly at seeing their pain, but I had to stay strong.

"I will be gentle my sweet prince, I promise. I am going to put some numbing cream on it so it feels better." I repled. I got down on my knees and had him slide his arm through the sleeve, lifting the shirt to rest on top of his shoulder. I leaned my face close to the bruised area and looked it over. He stared down at me, his breathing heavy. I gently placed my lips against the skin and gave gentle kisses all over the area.

"You kissing it better?" he asked, softly.

"Yes, my prince, I'm kissing it all better." I replied before grabbing the numbing cream. I put a little bit on my finger at dabbed at the area softly before ever so gently rubbing it around.

"Is that the only place you hurt?" I asked, helping him back into his shirt. He nodded and wiped his face off, looking at the floor.

"Oh, my sweet baby." I replied, kissing him gently as I rested my forehead against his.

"Mommy, that man hurted Jiminie." he said, his breathing getting heavy.

"I know, baby. He was a bad man. I know you have been through so much, but I need you do to something for me, ok? Do you think you can be big for me, just until we get out of here? They need to ask what happened, and I don't want you to have to go through it again. Do you think you can do it for me?" I asked, cupping his face in my hands. He nodded slightly, staring at me with big, watery eyes. I kissed him over and over again, before letting him go to give him time to get out of headspace. I got up and went back to the first aid kit before kneeling before Jiminie.

"Is it just your lip that hurt, sweetie?" I asked, running my hand back through his hair.

"No...it hurted in here." he said, pointing to his chest. I felt my own heart ache at the sight of his broken face and spirit. I brought him in for a hug, resting his head against my shoulder, while rubbing his back softly.

"I'm so so sorry Jiminie. Noona is so sorry." I said, as he sniffled into my neck.

"I want daddy!" he cried, as I leaned back to wipe the tears of of his face.

"I know, sweetie. Until you can see him, let me take care of you." I said softly, running my hands back through his hair again. He sucked in his bottom lip a little bit before nodding slowly. I got the ointment and dabbed the cut on his lip, making him wince slightly.

"That fucker." Jungkook grumbled beside me, now fully out of headspace.

"Jungkook, are you alright?" I asked, my eyes darting over to him.

"Not really, but let's get that guard back in here so I can get this over with." he sighed, standing up and going to the door. Jiminie still sat there, sniffling and wiping his eyes a bunch.

"Here, why don't you come sit with Noona and let me cuddle you." I said, standing and sitting in Jungkook's seat. He nodded and stood up, slowly making his way in my lap. He didn't weigh much, so it wasn't really any strain on me to have him sit sideways on my lap. I leaned him over onto me, resting his head on my shoulder as I rubbed his back.

"Noona... did I get hitted cause I did something bad?" He asked, his voice small.

"No, buddy, that man was bad not you. You did nothing wrong."I replied trying to rock him side to side a bit. Just then, Jungkook walked back in with the security guard and sat down on the chair next to us.

"Ok sir, what exactly led up to the events of that man being tasered and rendered unconscious?" the guard asked, sitting behind his desk.

"We were in there, using the restroom and minding our own business. We are friends and weird as it may seem to you, we were holding hands after we finished drying off our hands. That man started saying derogatory things about....about our sexuality. Jimin told him that what he said wasn't very nice, and the man hauled off and hit Jimin without another thought." Jungkook stated. Jimin whimpered as I felt him tremble in my arms. I shushed him softly as I continued to rock him side to side.

"So he hit your friend...what happened after that?" the guard asked, eyeing back and forth between Jimin and Jungkook.

"Jimin went to the floor and started crying, and before I could even respond, he shoved me on the floor next to him. He raised his fist to strike us again when Jimin screamed." he said, scrunching his forehead.

"That's when I came in, sir. I heard a scream and ran around the corner to see him towering over these two poor boys. Jungkook called out for me, and it startled the man so he kicked Jungkook. After that I tackled the man from behind and held my taser to his neck." I said, feeling my body tense. The guard nodded as he jotted everything down, and I could see Jungkook beginning to slip the longer time went on.

"It's ok, baby boy." I said, running my hand over his. He nodded and scooted closer to me in his chair and rested his head against my other shoulder.

"Alright, I have your contact information. If there is anything else I need, then I am sure we will contact you." he said, closing his notepad. I nodded before placing soft kisses on both boys' foreheads.

"Thank you, sir." I replied, patting Jimin's leg as a sign for him to get up. He and Kookie both stood, their heads hanging down, faces looking so forlorn. I held both of their hands as we left the office, both of them never lifting their eyes. I stopped and sat them down on a bench by the ice cream parlor.

"I know you guys are sad, but please cheer up. You're making me so sad too. Now what kind of ice cream do you sweet boys want?" I asked, squatting in front of them.

"I no wants ice cream." Jimin muttered, not even looking at me.

"I wanna go home." Kookie said, letting out a soft sigh while grabbing Jimin's hand.

"Not even if I tell them to put on extra sprinkles?" I asked. I saw Jimin wiggle a bit in his seat at the mention of sprinkles. Kookie started to chew on his lip a little, and I thought maybe I would win them over yet.

"And how about if you agree to get some ice cream, and you eat it all up, we can stop in build-a-bear?" I asked. Both of their eyes got wide as their heads shot up, looking at me with the same awed expression.

"W-We gets to build-a-bear?" Jimin asked, his voice just above a whisper.

"I think you boys deserve it. So, do you think you can eat some ice cream for me?" I said, putting my hand over theirs. They both nodded, and a sweet smile came over both of their faces, making my heart feel so much more at ease. I offered them both my hands as they stood up and took them, squeezing them tightly.

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