Abuse | Taekook

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"I will always love you!"

He said, "and I will always want only you.." he ended, kissing my cheek softly.

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The room was silent, all you could hear was the sound of the fridge humming. "What do you mean?" Jungkook said with a low threatening tone.

"Guess what," Taehyung started, completely ignoring Jungkook's threatening tone. "Jungkook is also dating me, and he comes home every night drunk." He said, making the boy freeze with horror.

Taehyung then licked two of his fingers, rubbing some makeup off of his face. Underneath the makeup was a dark purple bruise. "He also abuses me, but I hope your guy's relationship doesn't fail like ours did." He yelled while walking out of the door.

The confidence Taehyung had started to fade away, causing him to realize that he was in some deep shit. "Oh no.." he whispered to himself, realizing what he just did.

Taehyung couldn't do anything. He couldn't move, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't even think, all he could do was cry. Oh and I promise you, the tears never seemed to end.

Taehyung watched as the boy left the house, waiting for Jungkook to drive him home.

Taehyung caught Jungkook's eye, making him flinch because he was actually crying. He watched as he drove the boy away, taking this as a chance to save himself.

Taehyung ran inside, running upstairs and locking the door behind him.

A few minutes later the older boy heard the door downstairs open and slam shut. "Taehyung!" Jungkook yelled, running up the stairs.

Taehyung's heart started to race, he had nowhere to go. "I know you're in here, just open the door!" Jungkook yelled again, his voice making my ears ring.

He started to bang on the door, trying to break it down. Taehyung tried opening the window but it was sealed shut. The banging stopped, the fear swept over him as the door swung open. "P-please.. don't hurt me!" Taehyung said quietly, backing away.

Jungkook didn't answer, but he could tell he was angry by the look in his eyes.

Taehyung looked at his fists, they were turning white from clenching them too tightly.

He looked away from Jungkook's stare, he's right. I can't even defend myself, let alone even talk to him. Taehyung watched as he walked towards him, kneeling to his level.

Jungkook grabbed him by his wrists, pulling him up with him. He had no clue what was going to happen, but he was scared to death. When we got down the stairs he pushed me to the floor, pinning me down. "What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Jungkook said, voice low and raspy.

Taehyung knew this would happen. He knew this would happen. He didn't respond, that only made him angrier. "I said what is wrong with you!" He said again, this time actually looking for an answer.

Taehyung couldn't think, the only thing he could feel was the cold floor below him and the burning sensation of my skin being held tightly. "i... I was just mad b-but I'm sorry.." Taehyung said while stuttering, forcing the tears not to come out.

He began to dig his nails into Taehyung's skin, causing him to wince. He let go once he saw the blood run down onto the floor. "Clean yourself up, don't expect me to come home until tonight.." he said, walking out the door with his car keys.

Taehyung knew what he meant, he would come home drunk again.

The older boy sat there, taking in what just happened. Taking in what just happened, Taehyung teared up, then within a matter of seconds he started to cry.

It was a normal action to curl up in a ball so that's what he did. The tears wouldn't stop coming out, he didn't want them to stop either. Crying was the only way that Taehyung could relax. It was the only way he could let it out.

After countless hours of contemplating his life and crying, he decided to clean himself up. He didn't notice that the house started to reek of alcohol and a foal smell.

Once Taehyung did notice, he knew that Jungkook was back home. He continued to clean the dishes, not wanting to have a conversation with him. He then felt a warm breath on his neck, causing him to close his eyes tightly.

Taehyung accidentally let out a shaky breath when he felt him move a piece of my hair out of my face. He didn't expect this from him, he was usually an angry drunk. "You're so beautiful." Jungkook said, wrapping his arms around the older boy's waist while setting his head on his shoulder.

Taehyung blushed out of embarrassment. It felt good to be complimented. He couldn't help but allow a smile to creep onto his face. "Jungkook..." He whispered, drying his shaky hands off in the process.

He kissed the older boy's cheek then spoke once more, "let's get to bed." he said wearily, grabbing his wrist that didn't have nail marks.

Taehyung felt a wave of nervousness come over him in an instant.

What the hell will happen?

Once they laid in bed, Taehyung could feel Jungkook's heartbeat against his back, causing him to relax slowly. It felt good to be this close again, he just hoped it wasn't because he was drunk though.

Jungkook fell asleep, but Taehyung stayed awake. Thoughts and memories flashed through his mind as he contemplated everything, everything he had with the younger boy.

Finally, his mind allowed him to fall asleep in Jungkook's arms.

Morning - 8 am

Taehyung sat up in bed, his eyes opening slowly as he attempted to adjust to the light. 

The spot next to him was cold, therefore Jungkook was awake. His whole body was stiff, each movement sent a surge of pain to his muscles. His throat was dry, eyes still tired and weak from not getting enough sleep.

Taehyung walked down the stairs, not seeing Jungkook anywhere. He looked around, hoping he left a note.

He didn't, which caused the older boy to worry even more.

He couldn't help but feel slightly relieved though, he didn't have to feel his heartbeat go upwards rapidly out of nervousness, or his hands sweat nonstop, or feel an overwhelming wave of anxiety in his stomach.

Then once Taehyung turned the corner.

He then saw a guy he didn't know sleeping on the couch. "Who are you?" Taehyung spoke with utter shock, feeling as his entire body had a reaction to the sudden realization.

He was cheated on again.

Taehyung felt sick, so so sick. This wasn't happening again.

After last night, he really got his hopes up thinking that Jungkook changed, changed even a tiny bit.

Yet, Taehyung was wrong again.

"I should be asking the same thing. I'm Jungkook's boyfriend, and you are?" The boy said, furrowing his eyebrows with confusion.

"No I am.."