Chapter 10;
Hidden becomes Revealed

Taehyung watched as Yoongi paced back and forth in his room, worry flooding his systems. He didn't dare look Yoongi in the eye when he could feel Yoongi's gaze cast upon him. He stared down at his fingers, twisting and pulling them around.

"Why didn't you tell me about Jackson?" Taehyung flinched at Yoongi's harsh tone and looked to the side, his heartbeat increasing. How did he know about Jackon?

"H-how do y-you know about.." Yoongi's eyes softened when he saw how frigtened the younger looked.

"I went to Namjoon and asked about the ring you left to rot on top of the bookshelf," Yoongi sighed. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well why did you take my stuff without permission? And why do you even care?" Taehyung growled, anger rising through him. Yoongi was caught off guard by the sudden questions but knew he should've expected it.

Yoongi sighed and sat next to Taehyung, his hand going to Taehyung's thigh. He sensed the younger tensed up and frowned at his actions.

"I'm sorry Taehyungie, but I knew that if I asked you.. you wouldn't give me any answers." Taehyung looked away, anger still settling in his system. Yoongi should know he didn't have a right to take his stuff and talk about his past behind his back. Taehyung had a right to keep his past a secret, even from his crush. Why couldn't he see that?

Taehyung threw Yoongi's hand off and stood up. "Probably because I don't need to tell you shit!" Taehyung said, looking down at Yoongi in anger. Taehyung growled in annoyance. Why does this man keep prying into his life when Taehyung has no meaning in the other's life?

"Quit prying into my life! You don't need to know anything about me, especially when I know nothing about you." Taehyung glared, anger rising up more and more by the second. Who the hell does he think he is? What is he trying to earn from this?

"Taehyung.." Yoongi seemed calm, which pissed Taehyung off even more. "Listen to me. I know I shouldn't have done that-"

"You're damn right! Bastard!"

"But I needed to know what that ring meant.. I was too curious and I realized that I knew absolutely nothing about you're past," Yoongi explained, grabbing onto Taehyung's . He looked down at them after realizing they were shaking.

"Why didn't you keep it that way..? Why couldn't you have just.. stayed out of it?" Taehyung's lip quivered but he kept his voice strong. He didn't want to seem weak.

I'm not.. weak, he thought to himself as he saw his hands tremble inside of Yoongi's hands. He felt small inside of Yoongi's hands.. and he liked it. But he hated how he liked it. He shouldn't like this. He should hate this. He knows he should hate it.. but he doesn't.

"Because I care about you Taehyungie... why couldn't you tell me? Am I not trusting enough?"

"No.. no it's not because of that. Well... actually a bit. Hyung, I know nothing about you but you know almost everything about me.. And I though it was unfair so I didn't tell you anything. But.. I was also scared, Hyung. Scared if he would come back if he knew I was here, scared that he would hurt you if he knew that we were..." Taehyung trailed off, not knowing if he should say it or not.

"Together?" Taehyung nodded, feeling his heart flutter.

"Yes.. I was also scared of what you would think of me after you figured out.." Taehyung could feel his eyes water at the thought of Yoongi calling him weak and worthless and disgusting... just like Jackson. Taehyung could feel Yoongi's grip on his hands tighten. He looked up into Yoongi's eyes, seeing worry in them.

"What do you think I would feel towards you after you told me..?" Although Yoongi tried not to show it, he let some worry slip onto his words. He never liked showing people he cared, thinking it made him look like a little kid. He knew that was a lame excuse but that seriously was the only reason.

"That I'm weak... and worthless.." Taehyung let some tears spill. "Not to mention disgusting..."

"Disgusting? Why would I think you're disgusting?" Taehyung stared at him, noticing confusion written all over his face.

He doesn't know. He doesn't know. Taehyung looked behind him, staring at the brown wood.

"Jin didn't tell me the specific reason as to why that bastard did those things to you," Yoongi grabbed Taehyung's cheek and turned his face to meet his. "He only told me it was because he was disgusted by what you liked to do."

Yoongi was confused. Why did that bastard lay his hands on him? What did Taehyung like so much to have him become a victim of abuse? And why wont he tell him? Why couldn't he trust his own boyfriend?

Boyfriend. That word made Yoongi feel.. happy. He loved using the word, especially when it was for Taehyung. But he knew he would love it even more when he it's going to be used for Jimin.

Taehyung shook his head, fear now pulsing through his veins. Shivers ran down his spine and down into his toes. He doesn't want Yoongi to know. Yoongi might be disgusted too. He might turn out like Jackson.

Maybe worse, Taehyung thought, feeling himself tremble. He let out a shaky sigh and shook his head again, making Yoongi frown.

"Why?"

"Because you might come to hate me, too. And I don't want that."

"Taehyung-"

"No, Hyung. I'm sorry, but I just can't." Taehyung said once more before letting Yoongi's hand slide down his cheek and walking away. He felt like he was going to puke. He quickly rushed to the door and swung it open, only to lunge forward to the toilet and slamming it back shut.

Yoongi stood there silently, wanting to know why Taehyung couldn't tell him. Why he was so untrustworthy. Why Taehyung was so scared.

Yoongi stood face to face with the same two brown color woodened doors that seemed to haunt Taehyung. Yoongi knew something was hidden in there that made Taehyung feel powerless, and he was going to figure out what it is. Whether Taehyung likes it or not.

Yoongi slid the two doors open, his eyes sealed shut. He could hear the toilet flushing and slowly opened his eyes. He froze, not believing what he saw.

Taehyung walked out of the bathroom, an arm wrapped around his stomach while bits of vomit stuck to his shirt. He looked towards his bedroom and saw Yoongi standing in the middle of the room, his two hands on doorknobs and his whole body frozen with his eyes as widen. It didn't take Taehyung long to figure out what he was looking at.

"Hyung!" He shrieked, running into the room. Yoongi didn't hear Taehyung call for him, he was too shocked. He continued to stare inside the closet, confusion rushing through him. When he felt a light tap on his shoulder, he looked towards Taehyung.

"Taehyung.." he looked towards the closet again. His eyes trailed over all the floral dresses, skinny jeans, skirts, leggings, blouses. Everything a.. girl would wear.

"You're a crossdresser?"

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