trigger warning; attempted sexual abuse

(i kept the chapter short so you can skip it if you're uncomfortable without missing too much action)

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The next day wasn't much different than the day before and the day after that wasn't either. Things weren't about to change anytime soon and Jungkook started to feel that. For the split of a second he actually had hope, thinking something would change Taehyung's mind. Something that would make him let them go or at least give them more freedom.
That never happened though.
Jungkook didn't get any further kisses or attention at all, Taehyung was obviously ashamed of what he did and he didn't even try to hide it. When he looked at Jungkook, there was disgust sparkling in his eyes, scaring Jungkook off before he could even think of speaking up.

Today, Taehyung had been outside for the whole day again, the clock almost turning 7pm when the door finally opened. It wasn't just Taehyung who walked in though, no. There was a guy holding Taehyung, trying to stabilize the boy somehow. Tae barely able to walk or even look up, eyes staring right through Jungkook.
"O-oh", the stranger's voice deepened as he saw Jungkook standing in the kitchen, cleaning up the counter. "Oh", Jungkook said back, gulping dryly. Taehyung would get mad, oh dang he would get so mad. But the boy wasn't even reacting at first, he just sat down on the sofa, laughing to himself.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?", the older guy asked in confusion. "I-I.." Jungkook started slowly, "I-I'm uh.. boyfriend, I'm his boyfriend."

Taehyung's head snapped up the second Jungkook said that, eyes squinting as his mouth fell wide open.
"Oh really", the guy said, "What's your name?"
Taehyung in the background was showing Jungkook signs that obviously were meant to mean 'I will kill you if you say the truth' so Jungkook smiled shyly and then said, "Just call me JK. Who are you?"

"Namjoon", the guy nodded, "An old friend. Didn't know Taehyung's gay tho-"
"He's a little shy", Jungkook chuckled lightly.
"Uhm-, well he drank too much today. Can I leave you here with him?", Namjoon asked, looking back at Taehyung who fell back in the sofa, pretending to be half asleep caused by his drunken state.

"Sure", Kook said quietly.
"Alright, see you around!", Namjoon smiled brightly, gave Jungkook an awkward handshake and then rushed out.

"You're dead", Taehyung groaned the second Namjoon walked out. "Couldn't you think of something better than 'boyfriend'???"
"LIKE WHAT", Jungkook panicked, stepping back as Taehyung got up and walked closer.

"Something that doesn't make me gay?"
"You fucked me, you're not straight anyway", Jungkook said in a small voice.

"That was one time and it was a mistake."
Taehyung came closer and closer, forcing Jungkook to step back until he couldn't anymore, the fridge pressed against his back. "Taehyung get away from me", Kook whined, scrunching his nose just by the smell of alcohol.
"I'm not your fucking boyfriend, Jungkook", Taehyung yelled out, balling his fists. "If anything, you're a fucking toy and nothing else."

"O-okay"

"I would never make someone like you my boyfriend. Everything about you is wrong!"

"Taehyung get away from me, you're scaring me", Jungkook glanced away, tears coming up along with memories of his childhood he constantly tried to keep pressed down.
"I'm scaring you? Great! That's what kidnappers do. Killers. All that shit which I am and you're not!", Taehyung yelled out, grabbing Jungkook by his wrist.

"You're not a killer", Jungkook let out softly, "You saved my life!"
"I'm holding you hostage you fucking idiot!", Taehyung groaned, holding his wrist so tight that Jungkook could feel his blood pressure stop in there.

"Let go of me", the boy whispered, tears dripping out. "You're drunk and angry!"
"You made me angry", Taehyung screamed, pulling Jungkook around until he was pressed against the kitchen counter with his butt in Taehyung's direction.

"If you wanna be my boyfriend so bad", he said, pushing down Jungkook's pants, "You don't mind me fucking you right here, right?"
"Taehyung stop", Jungkook sobbed, tears falling heavier as he shut his eyes so he wouldn't have to see the kitchen counter underneath him, not the locked door and for sure not Taehyung's strong arms that were holding him. "Stop touching me", Jungkook cried out, "Just stop!"

"Thought you wanna be my boyfriend", Taehyung yelled, pushing Jungkook's boxers down to uncover his naked ass.
"I don't-, I panicked I didn't know what to say!"

"Why are you being shy? I fucked you before", Taehyung said harshly, slapping Jungkook's ass.
"You're drunk", Jungkook cried, "You can't touch me without asking."

"Watch me", Taehyung laughed out, unzipping his own pants.
But before he could move on he got stopped by a bedroom door opening up slowly, a tiny little man stepping out.

"Why are you yelling", Taejeon asked, rubbing his sleepy eyes as he tried to focus his sight on his father and Taehyung.
Before Jungkook could say something, Taehyung pushed his pants up and got away from him, letting go of the boy.
"Oh god", he stuttered, seeing the child tilting his head in confusion.

"Are you crying Dad?", Taejeon asked quietly, walking over to his father who just sunk down to the floor, holding his hands in front of his face to cover it while he sobbed out loudly. "What did you do to Dad?", the kid looked up, eyeing Taehyung with so much hate in his eyes that Taehyung could feel the guilt crawling up his throat, building a huge knot in there.

"I'm sorry", he let out weakly. "Oh god I'm sorry I-"
Jungkook tried to get rid of his tears, brushing them off while looking at his son softly, "I'm good", he smiled a little that made Taejeon only shake his head. "No Dad you're not good you cried!"

"Taehyung had a bad day", Jungkook whispered, wrapping his arms around the kid, "He just had a bad day and I felt sorry for him, that's why I cried."
"So he didn't hurt you?"
"Of course not", Jungkook said softly, pressing a salty kiss to the boy's cheeks, "Taehyung would never hurt your Dad."

"Why does Taehyung never let us go outside?"
"He's keeping us safe, darling", Jungkook hummed and then got up from the floor slowly, grabbing Taejeon's small hand. "Come on, I'll take you back to bed."

Sometimes the hardest thing to do is to hold the tears in, gulp the pain down and pretend nothing just happened, especially if it's for someone you love dearly. It's not always the best thing to do to speak up about things, a child didn't had to witness things like these. Jungkook himself had no clue what just happened, all he knew was that drunk people were dangerous. No matter how good they are at heart, alcohol brings out sides in human beings that no one wants to admit to have.
Jungkook learned that with his own father and he saw it again with Taehyung today.
Saying he was scared to leave the room after he talked Taejeon back to sleep, would be an understatement. It was incredibly hard to reassure his posture, wash away the last few tears that just had turned into stains on his cheeks and then walk out, not knowing what Taehyung did next.

He had felt safe here, he actually had felt safe for the past few weeks. Maybe safer than he ever did. Maybe that's also why he never felt really trapped.
Not until today.

"Jungkook", Taehyung said slowly as Kook came back to the living room. The older walked closer. Jungkook stepped away. "Kook, I'm sorry", he tried to reach out for Jungkook's wrist but Kook stepped away again.
"You can say sorry without touching me", Jungkook said in a small voice.

"Okay. I'm sorry", Taehyung held his hands up. "I'm not someone who does things like that. I could never-"
"Tell me", Jungkook breathed out, staring right at the older, "Tell me what would have happened if my son wouldn't have come to the kitchen?"

Taehyung went silent, eyes filling with tears. "I'm not like this I swear I don't know what got into me-"
"You're drunk", Jungkook shrugged, "Alcohol makes you do things you usually try to hold back."

"Like fucking a boy even though I'm straight?", Taehyung questioned, lifting his eyebrow.
"No. Like raping someone if you have the chance."

And with that Jungkook turned around and then headed into Taehyung's bedroom, slamming the door closed before he locked it. It was the only room that could be locked, so he would use this one from now on.
Taehyung couldn't follow him here and at this point, Jungkook gave a fuck on Taehyung's rules.

He trusted him.
He gave him his all, his body and his virginity.

Taehyung didn't appreciate any of that.
And he'd get to feel that now.

Tables could turn and Jungkook wasn't someone to play with.
Living in an abusive household with an alcoholic and abusive father and a cheating mother-, Jungkook learned one thing;

How to survive.

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