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seventy-four

"you know, i didn't think you actually wanted to watch lilo & stitch."

"why would i ask for it if i didn't want to watch it?" jungkook sassed, plopping himself onto his bed, raising an eyebrow at taehyung. "what? did you think we were gonna have sex? you nasty boy."

"says the one who asked to suck my dick and swallowed my cum," taehyung cheekily grinned, winking at jungkook, who rolled his eyes. the older boy sat himself next to his boyfriend, who scooted away. "are you actually mad at me for not bring lilo & stitch?"

jungkook chuckled, "no, but next time you should bring it. i haven't watched that movie in so long." taehyung nodded, scooting closer to jungkook, who didn't move. he let taehyung lay his head on his stomach, taehyung's arms wrapping around his waist too.

"you're a big baby," jungkook murmured, his hand starting to run through taehyung's hair. taehyung just hummed, nuzzling his head into jungkook's stomach. jungkook couldn't help but wince when taehyung pressed on a healing bruise and taehyung was quick to retract away.

"i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry-" taehyung frantically said, hating that he hurt jungkook.

"it's okay, i'm fine. you just pressed on a bruise, i'm not dying," jungkook reassured, giving taehyung a little smile to show he was okay. taehyung sighed, scooting himself away from jungkook, afraid he might hurt him again. jungkook frowned, wanting to cuddle with taehyung.

he suddenly got an idea and smiled to himself.

"are you ticklish, tae?" he asked subtly, glancing at his boyfriend. taehyung looked up with an innocent expression, nodding his head. jungkook grinned and he immediately started tickling taehyung, who burst out laughing, trying to get jungkook to stop. jungkook climbed on top of taehyung, not letting taehyung get up as he tickled him more.

taehyung was letting out little pleas for jungkook to stop between his laughs, but jungkook just smirked and put his hands under taehyung's shirt, going to tickle under his arms. suddenly, taehyung blocked jungkook's hands from under his shirt, panicking slightly. furrowing his eyebrows, jungkook stopped tickling taehyung.

taehyung was panting, breathless from how much he was laughing. he looked up at jungkook with teary eyes, as he laughed so hard he almost started crying. he was having fun with jungkook, but not until jungkook put his hands under his shirt.

"how long have you been clean?" jungkook asked, getting off of taehyung and sitting beside him. when taehyung didn't answer, jungkook repeated the question.

"maybe a few hours," taehyung mumbled, ashamed of himself. he didn't want jungkook knowing about his struggle with self-harm. that was the last thing he wanted.

jungkook widened his eyes, shocked at his boyfriend's answer. taehyung said he'd try to be clean. jungkook was mad, angry even.

"you said you'd try," he remarked, his tone snappy.

"you don't have any idea how hard it is," taehyung snapped back, glaring at jungkook.

"but you said you would try, tae. y-you promised me!" jungkook angrily exclaimed. "your body is full of scars, why add onto them?"

"you don't know how hard it is living in my shoes, okay? you didn't live my life, you haven't experience what i experienced. you wanna know why my dad's in prison? because he abused my mom and i! and before you fucking say that you were abused too, because yes, i know you were, but he locked me in my own bedroom, jungkook. he-he would leave me in there for days. do you know how hard that is, to be in a room and hear your mom's cries of pain as your dad beats the shit out of her? it's fucking horrible," taehyung whispered the last part, a lump in his throat formed and he quickly it back, ignoring the look of sympathy on jungkook's face. "and how my mom died? he-he killed her. he fucking beat her to a pulp and left her for dead. where was i? locked in my bedroom, not able to do anything." tears started forming in his eyes and he tries blinking them back.

"t-taehyung.." jungkook trailed off, tears in his own eyes as well.

"i could have saved her. i could have saved my mom and she would still be here," taehyung's voice cracked, and he let his tears fall. "it's h-hell, knowing you could have saved your mom. i st-still have nightmares about it. there's barely any moment where i don't think of it."

"i'm sorry-"

"no, don't apologize. just - don't assume my life is picture perfect, th-that i don't have anything to be sad about because everyone does," taehyung sniffled, wiping his eyes and face. he was looking down at his lap when he felt jungkook tip his head up. he frowned at the sight of jungkook with tears falling down his face.

"i never assumed that you had a perfect life, tae. i just don't want you hurting yourself anymore. it-it hurts me knowing you do that to yourself. you're such an amazing person - you deserve the whole world," jungkook softly told taehyung, wrapping his arms around taehyung's neck, pulling him into a hug. taehyung closed his eyes and hugged back, tightly, his arms around the middle of jungkook's back.

"i already have the whole world," taehyung whispered, and jungkook couldn't help but smile.

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a short, angsty chapter, what's new?

again, this is coming to an end soon so please tell me what story i should write in place of this one in my last chapter!

this also hit 3k reads so thank you to everyone who's been reading this shitty and angsty story! i love you xo

(also i love that video attached, it's so fucking cute omg)

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