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"TAEHYUNG! ARE YOU HOME?" Hobi was setting a new world record in the indoor event 'Upstairs Sprint At Taehyung's Place'.
"Is something wrong?" Tae asked.
"I can't find the fucking kid, again! And we have a meet to get to or none of us will qualify for the actual fucking games next year!"
"Oh."
"Yes OH! Now come on!" Hobi pulled Tae by the arm.
"Hold on! Let me just get my bag and I'll come with you!" Tae turned on his heal hurrying to his room to fetch his precious bag before running after Hobi.

They stopped by the college campus first, Taehyung quickly searching all the spots he knew the kid liked, without finding him.
"Have you actually seen him today?" he asked, jogging alongside Hobi, through their school.
Hobi stopped dead in his tracks, "No." he realised, "I haven't."
The looked at eachother, "His dorm!" they set off again.

Jungkook's room was empty, messy, but empty. His bag with all the stuff he would need for the meet stood packed and ready by the door.
Taehyung got a weird premonition and left the room, with Hobi on his tail.
"You there!" Tae pointed to a young man covered in acne that happened to pass by. Hobi stifled a smile when Taehyung suddenly sounded like Henry the fifth, or something.
"Where are the showers?" Tae asked his new subject.
The poor peasant croaked out  "Over there!" and pointed to the end of the hall and Tae and Hobi set off.
Hobi was a bit surprised when he actually had to work to keep up with Tae. He didn't know he could run like that!
They pulled open the door with such force it slammed into the wall with a loud bang, startling everyone inside.
Tae scanned the room, not seeing any trace of Jungkook at first.
But then he noticed a bathroom stall with a paper basket securing the door from the outside at the same time Hobi did.
They flew over, opening the door, finding a pitiful Jungkook seated on the toilet, he had clearly been crying, although he wasn't now, just curled up into a tight ball.
"YOU FUCKERS!" Hobi turned around staring down the young men standing about, "HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN IN THERE?" he screamed in the face of the closest culprit.
"I don't know?" the teen shrugged.
"HOW LONG?" Hobi bellowed.
"Since yesterday!" a voice from the back was heard, while spread snickers errupted.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Hobi almost popped a vessle.
"THAT FREAK IS RIGHT WHERE HE BELONGS!" another anonymous voice yelled.
There were murmurs of support from around the room.

Taehyung had been kneeling by Jungkook in the stall, "Jungkook, you need to come with Hobi and me now." he said softly, getting a quick glance from Jungkook.
Tae was relieved.
The kid wasn't broken.
He was pissed.
Tae stood up and wet a couple of napkins sheilding Jungkook from sight, "Let's clean you up."
He removed the traces of tears on Jungkook's face, "Don't let those bastards know they got to you." he whispered and turned around, letting Jungkook get up and kick out the kinks in his body before leaving the stall with Jungkook on his tail, head held high.
"Come on, Hoseok," said Tae, waving his hand as the fucking majesty he was, "Let's leave these, specks, to their jealousy."
"Yeah." Hobi started to leave, "No." he turned around and took his phone out, going around the room, snapping pictures of all the guilty kids that just stood by and did nothing while one of them were locked in the bathroom all night.

"Specks?" Jungkook giggled behind Taehyung's back as they were leaving.
"Yeah. I couldn't be bothered." he shrugged.
Hobi caught up with them and put his arms around both of them as he ushered them out, "Tae, you were brilliant!" he said and pecked his cheek.
"Aren't I always?"
"Don't be a douche." he shoved him, "So, young man," Hobi turned to Jungkook, "are you up for some competing? Or should we go see the headmaster first and report their sorry asses?"
"Won't we miss the meet if we go to the headmaster now?" Jungkook looked at his watch.
"Yes." Hobi admitted, "But there'll be others."
"Yeah, but we won't qualify for next year if we don't go." Jungkook was disappointed.
"You go." Tae said, "I'll go file a complaint on your behalf, if you'll let me?" he looked at Jungkook.
"Sure?" Kook was confused, "But why would you?"
"Why would I? They locked you in a bathroom the whole night!" Taehyung shouted.
"Here," Hobi took out his phone, "I'll send you the pics I took."
Tae stopped his hand, "Don't. I'm sure there are kids under eighteen on there."
"Oh, shit!" Hobi gulped, "You're probably right, just take it then." he held it out.
Tae shrugged and put it in his pocket, "Now, go kick some serious butt, you two!" he shoved them towards the car, "Just come by later and we'll catch up, yeah?"
"Oh, yeah." Hobi cackled as he got in the car.
"You ok with this, kid?" Taehyung wanted to make sure one last time.
"I guess," Jungkook shrugged, "I'm not sure what they'll do to me when I'll get back to the dorm though?" he shrugged again.
"Oh, you are not going back to that dorm again!" Tae was adamant.
"I'm not?"
"No, you're staying with me or Hobi from now on."
"I am?"
"Yes." Taehyung nodded. "I mean, if it's ok with you?"
Jungkook just smiled, and nodded.

Tae had been livid, talking to the school people, if one more person said boys will be boys ever again in the history of the world it would be too soon.
At least he got them to agree that it would be a good idea to let Jungkook stay at Hobi's for now.
Tae'd had to call up Hobi's mom and tell her the whole ordeal in order for them to release Jungkook, which made her come down to the school and whoop some ass.
She could be really scary.
"Here's what your going to do," Mrs Jung said staring down the men seated before her, "you're going to get Mrs Jeon on the phone, and explain to her how you, the guardians of her son, let him be bullied and locked in a bathroom for more than twelve hours, without any of you noticing. Had it not been for my sons," she put an arm around Taehyung, "he might have been there still!"
One of the men started to protest but Mrs Jung held up a thin, elegant hand, and he stopped, "And," she continued, "not only would that have been exeedingly cruel, it would also have ment he didn't make it to his qualifying event, which, as I am sure you are well aware, is the sole reason he's here to begin with! And when you are done telling her that, you will give the phone to me and I shall explain how I'm pulling her son out of this sorry excuse for a school and enrolling him into prepatory collage at my sons' college and having him move in with me."
Taehyung wanted to applaud her, but kept it in.
"Now, chop, chop!" Mrs Jung clapped her hands to get them going.

"Brr!" Mrs Jung said as she and Taehyung were leaving the school, and shook her body, "Thank you for calling me."
Tae was speachless, "No, thank you for coming down here and laying it down, Mrs Jung! I thought I would have to let Jungkook stay at the hands of those 'Boys will be boys'-morons, if you hadn't showed up!"
"How well do you know this kid I've just agreed to house?" she wanted to know.
"I don't really." Taehyung admitted "I've only met him a couple of times through Hoseok-hyung, but I couldn't just let them bully him like that!"
"I know Hoseok has had some grievaces mentoring him and that he's really talented, but, what's he like?"
"He doesn't speak much..." Tae smiled, "And he's really shy, and convoluted."
"Oh, dear." she laughed, "At our house? He's not going to get a word in, is he?"
"Probably not." Tae agreed.
They were all really lively people, the Jungs', and Taehyung loved them, but Jungkook? He wasn't so sure he could see that shy boy thriving in that environment.
"But I didn't think they would let him stay with us." he scowled, "Two gay dudes and a useless baby brother."
"Oh, hush!" Mrs Jung slapped his arm very lightly, "But I understand how that might be a hard sell, with people like those, dinosaurs!"
They'd gotten to Mrs Jungs electric, bright, little, yellow, Kia.
"We'll see how it goes," she said, "if it doesn't work out, I'll talk to Mrs Jeon again and sing your praise." she promised.

"You should have seen him!" Hobi was hitting Jungkook's back so hard he was hitting the table, "He just, woosh, woosh, woosh, qualified for three individual disciplines and the decathlon on top of that! The kid isn't human, I'm telling you!" Hobi shook his head.
"You did well, too!" Jungkook protested, both proud and embarrassed by the older boy's praise.
"Next year is going to be very busy..." Hobi unknowingly mimiced his mother earlier that day, and shook it off, making Tae smile fondly, "How did it go with the school?" Hobi remembered.
"Well, do I have news for you!" Taehyung bragged, "I had to call your mom down there," Tae deflated and looked at Hobi, "and, she can be really scary..."
Hobi laughed, "Yeah, I know!"
"What happened?" Jungkook wanted to know.
"Well first I tried to reason with those asshats, and they were like, maybe he should make an effort and they were probably joking, and all that crap. I have never wanted to scream profanities so much in my life!" Taehyung admitted, "But I didn't. I called your mom." he looked at Hobi.
They all laughed. It was just so, having to get your mom...
"My hero." Jungkook said, batting his eyes, making them all scream with laughter.
Tae whiped the tears from his eyes, "Yeah, well, long story short, Hobi's mom pulled you from that school, agreed to take you in and handed it to them, like you couldn't believe!" he said, impressed, "Oh, and you should probably call your mom," he told Jungkook, "Mrs Jung made them call her and confess, it was the best thing I've seen this year!"
"Oh." Jungkook started blinking, looking like a little kid.
Tae reached across the table and patted his hand, "Go call your mom," he nodded to the livingroom, "it's ok to miss her. I miss mine every day!"
Jungkook rushed out of the kitchen, not wanting the older boys to see his tears, he really did miss his mother.
Hobi had this weird look on his face Taehyung couldn't really decipher and was being uncharacteristically quiet.
"You," Hobi started but had to swallow, "I," this was just too intense, "You did well today, Taehyung." he said lightly, copping out.
"Hm? Oh, we all did!" Tae smiled.

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