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"He fucking left the country?!", Taehyung yelled out when Lisa and Jimin told him what the police told them on the phone. "No I don't think so", Jimin sighed, "They said his ID got registered in the morning but we know for sure this cannot be true. He was there in the afternoon!"
Lisa nodded, "I swear I saw him with my own eyes, he's not in Ireland." 

Taehyung grumbled something to himself, then started walking through the room. "Someone else took the ID I guess to give him an Alibi", he said, "It's logical if hurting Kookie is what he planned."

"He wanted to get to you, Tae. He wouldn't have let me go if it wasn't for something he'd prefer", Lisa threw in. "Jungkook was simply in his way."

"But why? The fuck", Taehyung rolled his eyes.

"I don't know", Lisa hummed. "How is Kookie doing?", she asked then, glancing over to the bedroom door where Jungkook was still sleeping in.
"I'm not sure, he was crying when he fell asleep and he was scared of me leaving him alone. I think he really has to go to the hospital but he's scared", Taehyung bit his lips.

Jimin nodded, "Yeah, he could die from the loss of blood", he agreed. "Let's just wake him up and get him there, yeah?"

"Y-yeah", Taehyung replied worriedly, well knowing that Jungkook would freak out over leaving their room.

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one year ago

"I'll get this place locked down!", Mr Jeon yelled out, slamming the door shut as he left the principal's office of his son's college. He was there for a meeting because his son got only a B in his test for geography, which wasn't what his father liked to see so he went there and threatened the principal with reporting the school for bullying his son.

Which was absolute bullshit. A B was still pretty good.
But Mr Jeon never settled for less, always pressuring Jungkook to be his best, to get the best grades and if he didn't, he'd just force people to give him those grades.

This time it didn't work out, the principal told him that his son was constantly zooming out in class, staring at some boy called Taehyung instead of listening.
It happened all the time which made his grade a little less perfect.

Jungkook literally cried when he heard that, knowing he'd have to retake this class with Taehyung because Tae was failing all his classes anyway.

He was terrified of Taehyung's presence, it made him uncomfortable and he couldn't help but think of him nonstop.
Everytime he slept with his girlfriend, somehow this weird guy came into his mind, the way he smiled or how it'd feel with his dick up his ass.

Jeez, Jungkook got startled everytime Taehyung breathed and it just made him hate him more.
He didn't want to retake this class but he probably had to because his father wasn't settling for anything less than a straight A.

"Darling, it's just a B! It's not that bad", his wife tried to calm him, running after her husband hurriedly even though she was limping and her ankle slightly bruised. "I need to get rid of this stupid Taehyung guy", the man groaned, balling his fists just thinking of him.

"No", the woman let out, "He didn't do anything, maybe Jungkook just likes him."

"He has a girlfriend, he's not supposed to like a fucking boy." Mr Jeon snapped.
"Sometimes people don't always conform to what they're supposed to do.. you should know", she said in a small voice.

Mr Jeon froze, stopped his walking and turned towards his wife.
"What did you just say?", he said coldly.

"I mean, I forgave you too", she hummed. "And I felt like it's worse than with another woman-"

"Don't you dare bring that up, slut", the man growled, grabbed the woman's wrist and pushed her out of the main door, rushing over to the parking lot.
She started crying, knowing what would follow, but her husband couldn't care less.

No one saw, no one but a little black haired boy with braces and a confused look on his face.
"Yo what you're staring at, Jeongin", he got smacked on his head by Jimin and Taehyung behind his back, almost falling on his knees because of it.

"I saw something and I think it's really bad", the boy stuttered, but Taehyung only laughed. "He's like Jungkookie sometimes", he hummed, smirking at Jimin.
"Cute how you're always thinking of someone you constantly say you hate so much", Jimin chuckled, elbowing Taehyung slightly.

The younger rolled his eyes, "Oh shut it, Jimin-ssi", he giggled.
Then his eyes landed on Jeongin, "If you saw a dick, it's probably yours. No other dick would come anywhere near you", they laughed and then randomly cuddled the boy.

Then they left.

Jeongin left behind, letting out a sigh, "B-but it's bad", he whispered, but no one was listening anymore. "I t-think something bad is happening", he whispered to himself as he walked across the campus to go find Jungkook.

Which he did, in the library. The boy was reading a geography book, tears constantly falling down his cheeks.
"H-hi", Jeongin said when he sat down next to Jungkook and looked at him worriedly.

"Fuck off, find other friends", Jungkook hissed, smacking the book closed.
"B-but I wanted to ask you something-"

"I'm not going to prom with you. I am not going to be your friend. Now let me be, I have to pass the next exam with an A or else I'll have to retake this dumb class!"

"It's i-important, y-your Dad--"

"Shut the fuck up, god you're so unnecessary", Kook growled, got up and sat down at another table.
Jeongin scoffed, crossed his arms and pouted for a good twenty minutes.

Why was no one listening to him.
He could have helped.

*

Jungkook sat in the corner of his bed, knees pressed against his chest as he breathed heavily when he saw his bed being completely drowned in blood after he woke up and Taehyung wasn't there.
"Tae", he let out weakly as the older rushed into the room and saw the mess.

"Baby, I swear to god, you always destroy my bed", he sighed when he thought of the multiple times the boy threw up on here, now he bleeded like crazy--, ugh Taehyung was definitely a bad boyfriend that he let all of this happen.

"I'll call a doctor", he said quietly, knowing he couldn't bring Jungkook to the hospital in his state.
"N-no", Jungkook whined, pulling on Taehyung's sleeve. "Please don't", he begged but Taehyung didn't listen, he just called the hospital.

It took them only twenty minutes to arrive but Taehyung never lived through twenty more intense minutes of his life. He saw Jungkook shaking, pulling on his shirt for the whole time as he started crying with everytime he tried to speak. "Don't", he kept begging for Taehyung not to let someone close to him. "Baby, they need to make sure you're okay", Taehyung tried to calm him down. "No they'll hurt me", Jungkook whispered. "Don't let them do anything", he pressed his head into Taehyung's chest.

The older nodded.
Jimin and Lisa simply stood there and didn't know what to do. "Tae, I think he's got fever", Lisa whispered after she saw sweat running down the boy's forehead, his whole body tensed up.

"It's because he's losing to much blood", Jimin mumbled and stepped a little closer, trying to feel Jungkook's temperature.
But all he got was a harsh punch into his stomach by the boy, "Don't touch me", he shouted, wrapping his arms around Taehyung even tighter.

"Kook, it's me, come on", Jimin said in a small voice. "I'm not hurting you!"

"Go. away!", Jungkook screamed.

Jimin nodded, "Sorry", he told Taehyung and then walked out quickly.
Lisa stood there now even more confused.

"You too", Kook let out, tears falling.

"You left me in there, Lisa", the boy hissed, "Go away, just leave me alone! It's your fault you should've stayed", tears were falling and Taehyung felt like throwing up just seeing Kookie like this.
Lisa nodded, "I'm so sorry Kook, I didn't knew he'd hurt you-", she whispered.

Taehyung sighed, "It's not your fault", he hummed. But Lisa was already leaving which made Jungkook calm down instantly, snuggling onto Taehyung's lap quietly. "I'm tired", he whispered, eyes flattering shut while his consciousness started to fade away.

"Don't close your eyes, Kookie, please you gotta stay with me", he whispered.

But the boy blacked out already.

Meanwhile a little black haired boy outside their room was listening carefully, hugging a small creature called Yeontan as he whispered, "I know how to help", and the dog nodded because he knew too.

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