Who are you?

23. Clash

Aaaahhhhhhhh!!!

Taehyung screamed and opened his eyes. He was gasping for breath. Taehyung's lips parted slightly and he could feel his throat dry. He closed his eyes again with a heavy sigh, only then realizing that he had been screaming in a dream.

Remember me!

Hearing the boy's voice ringing in his ears, Taehyung quietly opened his eyes. Who was that boy?  It wasn't a question he could just ignore. How could he not wonder? To Taehyung, who lost his memories of the past, the boy's face was the only one he could see in the world. He wondered why his heart ached at the sadness and resentment in the boy's doe eyes towards him.

It was still dark outside the window.

Taehyung came to his senses when he suddenly felt the faint, familiar scent. The pillow that supported his head and the blanket that covered him felt the same scent. And the unfamiliar lights...  This isn't my room...'  Then, the person who soon came to mind tormented Taehyung. He remembered how he had to leave the club, slung on Jungkook's shoulder like a bag of potatoes.

Taehyung frowned as he felt a sudden stabbing headache in one side of his head. As he turned and lay on his side, an involuntary painful moan leaked out of Taehyung's mouth. Am I in his room... How long have I been here?   Pressing his temples with his fingers, he let out a helpless sigh.  

Then,

"Have you always been such a careless person? Why did you drink so much when you couldn't handle it?"

".............!!"

A sudden voice startled Taehyung.  What should I do? Should I act as if nothing had happened...  He didn't even dare to look back. Jungkook's sarcastic remarks made him unable to protest. It was clearly his fault and nothing could be an excuse. And then, the memories he didn't want to recall came over him.

Deafening music, dazzling lights... People dancing and shaking their bodies like crazy... And... the filthy hands that groped him... the filthy lips... the disgusting feeling...

I'll make you feel fantastic!

No! No! Don't touch me!

Taehyung's body shrank in an instant. The memory, once recalled, engulfed him terribly. The feeling of being molested by someone frightened him. His arms were crossed in front of his chest and he grabbing both his shoulders, his body, which has shrunk even more, was trembling. 

"Are you okay? Did that asshole hurt you?"

Taehyung's heart thumped when Jungkook touched his back. His body trembled even more with the chills running through his body. And Taehyung laughed at the rest of the memories that soon attacked him. Yugyeom's screams, and Jungkook, who beating him with a terrifying viciousness... And, the incompetent and foolish self who mistook Yugyeom for Jungkook.

Suddenly, Jungkook's words clearly lingered in his ears...

Shut up! I'm the owner! You are mine, so shut up and don't move!

Jungkook could feel Taehyung tremble as soon as his hand touched his back. And it was giving him a tantrum. It feels unfair as if he is treated as the same level as Yugyeom. If someone had to be angry, of course it was him, not Taehyung. It was only appropriate for Jungkook. 'How could he be so reckless?'  Jungkook felt the anger that had faded for a moment rise again.