It was one of those days; where everything is too perfect, and you live in this beautiful bubble only to have it popped in your face. Kookie and I were cuddled on the couch while Mellow was sleeping on his dog bed. Kookie was starting to doze off against me until my cell phone rang, breaking us from the silence.

"Hello?"

"N-N-N-Noonaaaaa!"

"Tae? Is that you buddy?" I asked, immediately startled at the sobs coming through on the other end. They were intense, broken and hysterical.

"Uh oh, is Taetae crying?" Kookie asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"Taetae, sweetie, it is Noona. What's wrong?" I asked, my stomach turning at the sound of his desparate cries. He tried to respond but I could literally make nothing out of the incoherant sounds blubbering from his mouth. Kookie's face went from sleepy to serious fairly quickly.

"Something's definitely not right." Jungkook said, being jostled out of headspace at the sound of his friend's wails.

"Tae are you at home? We are coming over right now, ok? You stay on the phone with Kookie and we are coming over." I said, handing the phone right away to Jungkook.

"Buddy, I don't know what's wrong but hang in there. We are coming." he responded, trying to comfort him. I ran and picked up Mellow, placing his dog bed in the kitchen before closing the baby gate. I ran back to the door and slipped on shoes while Jungkook continued to talk soothingly to Tae. We both ran to the car and I started it up, taking off toward Hoseok's house.

"Tae? Taetae?! Fuck! I think his phone died. Babe, please hurry." Jungkook said, chewing on his lip.

"Did you get anything out of him?" I asked while stepping on the gas a little more forcefully.

"No, he is in hysterics. I'm gonna call Yoongi and Joon and see if they know what is going on." he replied, dialing the phone. We were a few minutes from the house as Yoongi picked up.

"Yoongi, you haven't heard anything from Tae or Hobi, have you?....No, Taetae just called in hysterics and we can't get a word out of him. We are driving over there right now, cause something feels really off, hyung.....ok, please as soon as you can. I will let you know." he said, hanging up.

"Nothing I'm guessing?" I asked, turning down the road where they lived.

"Namjoon didn't pick up and Yoongi said he had a missed call but he was bathing Jiminie at the time. He said he is going to try Tae and dress Jimin and get over here too. He didn't like the sound of what I said." Jungkook said, nervousness permeating his voice.

"It will be ok we are almost there." I said, reaching a free hand over and squeezing his.

"I've never in my entire life heard Tae that upset before. Something has me sick with worry." Jungkook replied, rocking back and forth in his seat. As we pulled up to the house, we both jumped out of the car only to stop dead in our tracks.

"Babe, get back in the car." Jungkook said, as we stared at the front door wide open.

"Fuck that! I'm getting my taser, and we will go in together." I said, reaching back inside the car and getting my taser out of my purse. We both inched through the front door, immediately shocked at the sight in front of us. Someone had obviously broken in, the entire downstairs was trashed. I held my arm out, stopping Jungkook as I listened hard for Tae's small cries. I could hear them from up the stairs as I bolted, not caring if whoever ransacked the place was still here.

"Baby, wait!" Jungkook called, running after me. I walked into Taetae's room to hear his muffled cries coming from inside his closet. I tried to open the door only to find that it was locked.

"The key is above the frame." Jungkook said, reaching above us and feeling around until he had the key in his hand. He unlocked the door and I opened it quickly, and the sight I was met with made me want to throw up. Tae was curled in the corner as far back as he could, still sobbing uncontrollably. He was shaking so violently, he almost looked as though he was having a seizure.

"Taetae, sweetheart, it's Noona. Can you hear me?" I asked as I dropped to my knees, cupping his swollen face in my hands. His eyes looked horrified and vacant for a moment, his hands still clutching the dead phone in his hands.

"Fucking hell." Jungkook swore, seeing the state of his friend. We still couldn't get Tae to focus, he was in such shock over whatever had happened there.

"Taetae, baby where is Hobi?" I asked softly. He finally focused on my eyes for a second only to start crying so hard it was almost a scream.

"Come on Tae, let's go find your daddy." Jungkook said, leaning into the closet. He tucked his hands under Tae's armpits and picked him up to a standing position. Tae's legs gave out from under him, and I could see where he had wet himself in what I was assuming was fear. Just as Jungkook bent back down, we heard a groan coming from the house.

"Hosoek!" Jungkook shouted, running off. I squatted down and wiped the tears off of Tae's face as he continued to cry. I was amazed he hadn't passed out a this point.

"Baby, you are ok. I know whatever happened was probably scary but you are ok." I said softly running my hands back through his hair. His sobs turned into coughs as he gasped for air before sobbing again.

"BABE!!! I NEED YOU NOW! DON'T LET TAE COME IN HERE!" Jungkook called from the next room.

"Tae I will be right back, you stay put." I said, kissing his forehead as I stood and bolted from the room. I ran into Hoseok's bedroom to see something that almost made me fall to the floor. There he was laid on the floor, a pool of blood next to him, where he weakly held his hand to his side.

"Get me some kind of cloth and call the ambulance. You keep Tae in the other room, don't you let him see Hobi like this." Jungkook said, his hands shaking as he held pressure to Hoseok's side. As I ran to get towels from the connecting bathroom, we heard Yoongi's loud cursing coming from downstairs. I shoved the towels at Jungkook before running to the doorway.

"Yoongi, get EMS on the phone, and if Jimin is little, don't let him come up here!" I shouted.

"On it." He said, pulling his phone out.

"I'm good, Noona." Jimin said, as he started running up the stairs.

"Come with me, see if you can help me get Tae calmed down." I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the room. We both climbed into the closet on either side of Taehyung.

"Taetae, we are here, it's safe." Jimin said, prying the dead phone from his hand. We both held one of his hands as his crying went from more hysterics to gut wrenching sobs.

"Oh sweet baby, I'm so sorry." I said, my heart aching at the sound of him in so much pain, along with the worry about Hoseok in the other room. We stayed like this for several minutes until we heard the ambulance arrive along with several police officers, making Jimin peek his head out of the closet.

"Jimin, I have a huge favor to ask of you. Will you PLEASE run interference and explain things to the officers? I can guarantee you that they are going to want to ask Tae what happened and he is in no shape or condition to speak to them. I beg of you." I asked, leaning Tae's head against my shoulder.

"Of course. I will be right back buddy." Jimin replied, kissing Tae on the cheek as he got up. I opened my legs wide and slid behind Tae, putting one leg on each side of him. I leaned him back into me and wrapped my arms tightly around him.

"You are safe sweetie, you are safe. I promise, nothing more will happen to you. You are safe in my arms." I repeated over and over again in his ear, rocking him side to side. After several minutes of this, his cries finally started to calm to more of whimpers.

"Babe, they are taking him now. I need to go with them, and Yoongi is going to come with. Jimin is starting to slip a little so he probably needs to come with Yoongi unless you can deal with him and Tae." Jungkook said, getting on his knees next to us.

"You guys go. I will get him to our house and he can stay there with me for as long as this all takes. I promise, I will keep him safe and not leave his side." I said, my chin wobbling slightly.

"Thank you baby. I love you." He whispered, leaning in and kissing me softly.

"I love you too. Please keep me updated." I replied, searching his worried face.

"I will. Taetae? Noona is going to take you to our house ok? She will get you all cleaned up and you can play with the puppy and everything will be alright." Jungkook reassured, kissing Tae on the forehead. Tae weakly nodded, his body still trembling in fear. Jungkook helped me get Tae to his wobbily feet as I quickly slipped an oversized hoodie on him and led him down to the car. I didn't know what horror and tragedy had happened here, all I knew is, it made me a little more glad to have the people I have in my life.

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Ok so personal post and tattoo reveal below

So I'm about to share something about myself with you all that is very personal. I have struggled with self hate, self harm, anxiety, and severe depression almost all of my life. Most days it is hard for me to even get out of bed. Most nights I pray that I won't wake up in the morning. I harm myself on my thighs all the time. I have stuck to only cutting my left thigh for years now so my scars on the right thigh have faded very well. After the horrible things I have been through over the last decade, I am finally learning that I need to try to love myself. BTS has helped remind me of that a lot. This is a constant reminder to me, and a dedication to thanking BTS for helping me. I know some people might think it's crazy for doing this but, it is now part of me