Milkshake Boy | pjm

thirteen

At my signal, a group of policemen swarm into the house from all entrances, quickly securing the house before capturing Junsu in their harsh grasps. Jungkook walks in through the front door and smiles when he sees Junsu in handcuffs.

"Who the fuck are these people?" Junsu growls, struggling against the man behind him trying to put cuffs on him.

"Well, Junsu," I say cockily as I step towards him. I wrap my arm around Jungkook. "This man is my new friend, Police Chief Jeon."

Junsu widens his eyes.

Jimin walks up beside me and looks at Junsu with an angered expression. "Oh, how I wish I could punch you."

"You can," Jungkook says reassuringly. "None of us are gonna say anything. Actually, come to think of it, I want to punch him, too."

"Same," I say, staring at Junsu with anger filling my bruised eye.

"Ladies first," Jungkook says as he fixes the cuff on his shirt. He gestures toward Junsu and smiles.

"I've been wanting to do this for ten years," I say with an evil laugh, balling my hands into fists. I cock my arm back and swing forward quickly, my fist impacting Junsu's face with a hard smack.

His head goes flying sideways and blood begins to pour out of his nose, a satisfied smirk on my face as I take in the sight. Finally, he's getting what he deserves. After so long he's finally being punished.

"Who's next?" I ask as I turn back to face the two.

"Jimin can go, I'd like to be last," Jungkook says, gesturing for Jimin to punch Junsu before he does.

Jimin takes a step forward and takes his fluffy blue sweater off, handing it to me awkwardly. I take the sweater into my hands and he rolls up his sleeves before cocking his arm back, his cute hands balled into fists.

He shoots his arm forward and sends Junsu flying back into the wall, a loud groan escaping his lips upon contact.

Jimin shrugs as he looks at the man on the floor. "You get what you deserve, asshole."

"Is that the best you got?" Junsu asks as he spits blood onto the floor beside Jimin's shoe.

Jimin's eyes fill with anger and he goes to hit Junsu again, but Jungkook puts his arm in front of him and pushed him toward me. I wrap my arm around Jimin and he does the same to me as he watches Jungkook walk toward Junsu, who is still bleeding profusely.

"You're under arrest for quite a few things," Jungkook says, pulling his sleeve back all the way before balling his large hands into fists. He cocks his arm back and laughs evilly before throwing his arm forward into Junsu's injured face.

Junsu falls to the ground from the force of the punch, his body landing with a loud thud. His eyes are closed, and he's still bleeding. Jungkook knocked him out.

"You knocked him out," I gasp, covering my mouth with my free hand. I pull away from Jimin and walk over to Jungkook, wrapping my arms around him happily. "Thank you."

"Anything for you, Taishi," he says, his arms wrapping around me securely. "I'll help you with anything you need."

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Jimin and I sit in the police station awkwardly, Jungkook filling out paperwork at the front desk, Junsu in handcuffs standing close by him.

Jungkook slams the pen down on the table before grabbing Junsu by his neck and pulling him toward us.

"I'm bringing him to an investigation room," Jungkook says as he stops in front of us. "You can listen in from the other side of the glass."

I nod before standing up, Jimin doing the same as we follow Jungkook down the hall. He leads us to the door to the room behind the glass and brings Junsu into the official interrogation room, handcuffing him to the table.

"So, Junsu," Jungkook says as he plops down onto the chair on the other side of the table. "Why'd you do it? Why'd you start abusing her?"

Junsu shrugs. "I have no love for her," he says plainly. "I wasn't gonna abuse her mother, I loved her."

"Loved?" Jungkook repeats.

"I haven't loved that woman for five years," Junsu chuckles. "I stayed with her to take my anger out on her daughter. I also have a kid with her, so."

I feel my heart sink and begin to race at the same time. It sinks because he stayed with my mother just for the sake of abusing me. It races because I want nothing more than for him to feel the pain he's put me through for the last ten years.

"How are we gonna tell my mom about this?" I ask Jimin, my eyes still looking through the glass in front of us, watching over Jungkook and his suspect. "She's gonna be so heartbroken."

Jimin places his hand on mine. "I don't know how, Taishi, but we will."

The door to the room we're in suddenly opens and we turn our heads to see my mother standing in the doorway, her face red with anger. I stand up quickly when I see her.

"Mom?" I ask, my eyes looking over her pained expression.

"They told me everything," she says as she rushes over to me and cups my face, grazing her finger over my bruised eye. "You didn't deserve any of this."

"So, Junsu," Jungkook's voice echoes through the room we're in, and we all turn to look through the glass. Jungkook leans forward and rests his elbows on the table. "Did you ever think about doing anything else to Taishi? She is an attractive young woman, you know."

Junsu leans forward. "Between you and me," he says, lowering his voice. "I've been thinking about it ever since she hit puberty," he cups his hands and gestures to his chest area, raising an eyebrow. "You know what I'm saying?"

My mom gasps loudly before rushing out of the door she came in through, running towards the interrogation room where Jungkook and Junsu are sitting. Jimin and I share a scared glance before rushing after my mom, following her into the room.