4 years later~

[Taehyung and Jimin are now 16 years old]

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"Taehyung, jump!" Jimin signalled the boy from the other building.

"I...haven't done this before," Taehyung stuttered as he looked down.

"Taehyung!" Jimin called out, " If you don't jump now then they are going to catch you!"

Taehyung looked behind at the terrace door that the men were trying to break open. His forehead bubbled with sweat as looked back at the distance between the two houses.

"Taehyung!" Jimin pulled his attention, "Jump over and I will kiss you," he pointed towards his plump lips with a teasing smile.

"You aren't helping here! I am fucking scared," Taehyung whined and grabbed the compound with his palms.

Jimin rolled his eyes and grunted, "Fine!" He walked back a few steps and ran towards the building. He stepped over the compound and jumped over the building where Taehyung stood.

"What the fuck!" Taehyung gasped as he caught the male by his waist.

"Fuck you! Why can't you jump?" Jimin frowned his lips.

"I am ...just scared," Taehyung mumbled.

"It's okay. You will learn sooner or later," Jimin ruffled the boy's head and stepped down the compound.

"Now what?" Taehyung asked as the panic built up in his veins.

"We get caught. Simple!" Jimin smiled and lifted his head to let the sunrays bathe him with heat.

"No! Are you serious?" Taehyung asked.

"Of course, baby."

The door broke open, revealing an officer with a tazer in his hands, "Bloody motherfuckers! How dare you run away from me?"

"Ou! We weren't running away officer. We were just playing hide and seek. Ain't I right, Jebb?" Jimin eyed Taehyung with a smirk.

"Of course, Tyne is always right!" Taehyung nodded and stepped forwards.

Code names sound cool.

But they weren't just code names made out of fun for the two.

It was a way to keep themselves hidden and protected.

It was a way to not let themselves get into bigger troubles. Like this ...

"You brats are under arrest for theft and illegal marketing of groceries! Anything you speak would be used-"

"For or against you in the court of law, bla bla! I have heard that multiple times officer. Bring out something new at our next encounter. Yeah?" Jimin smirked and flicked his finger.

"I will make sure both of you rot in the prison so that there is no next time for you bitches!" The officer screamed and pulled the tazer.

Jimin yawned and blow his nails as he watched a flower pot hit the officer's hand throwing the tazer into the deep blue sky with no hopes of returning.

Poor tazer...

Anyways, heading back to the point, Taehyung lunged himself over the officer throwing a few powerful kicks and punches over his bloated tummy. The officer crouched as the pain radiated through his big precious tummy.

"St...stop!" The officer screamed as the kicks intensified.

Jimin instantly dropped his smile and scooted to take a closer look at the wincing male, "Would you stop when we ask you to?" He tilted his head to the side with a smile creeping up his lips.

"Let's go, Jebb," Jimin patted Tae's back to stop and walked over to the exit of the terrace.

"The next time I catch you both, keep your death wishes ready!" The man screamed as they retreated.

"Jimin..." Taehyung called out as they were out in the street market.

"Yes~" Jimin sang as he picked a flower on his way.

"Are we doing right?" Taehyung asked unsure of how to put it out.

Jimin stopped in his tracks and turned out to face Tae, "What did I tell you before?"

"That Tyne is always right...?"

"Bingo! Now let's go," Jimin quickly pecked his lips.

"But that doesn't mean Jimin is right too," Taehyung put forth and grabbed the male by his waist.

Jimin scoffed and threw his arms over Tae's shoulders; he leaned closer to his face, "What is it that you are trying to imply, baby?"

"This...how long are we going to continue? We can't keep running all our lives-"

"Do we even have a life, Tae?"

"We can make one," Taehyung immediately replied.

Jimin clicked his tongue and stepped back, "Fine then, go ahead."

"Huh?"

"Show me a life, Tae. A type of life that you are dreaming of. Show it to me!" Jimin challenged.

Taehyung's lips frowned as Jimin didn't speak for the next one minute and waited patiently for him to do something.

"I still can't see the life that you are speaking about!" Jimin recalled and looked either way of Taehyung.

"Jimin, I..."

"Stop it, Tae! This is our life. You can't expect it to get better." Jimin spoke in a serious tone and turned around to walk ahead.

"Taehyung!" Jimin called out.

"Hmm?" Taehyung hummed as he followed the tiny man.

"A hope for a good life is like a smoke ring, Tae. A little spark of it causes flames inside your body to try it out. And by the end of the day, you are addicted to its smell, its essence and its mere presence within your cupboard. You draw out the pipe every single day to make a perfect smoke ring. It takes you years to learn how to make it and once you have learnt it that's when you realise how deeply you have been addicted. Your lungs scream for you to stop but your body is smitten by its beauty that it leads you to the road to death. Our lives were destined to be this way, Tae. Don't try to change or you might destroy the little that's left for us here." Jimin interlocked his fingers with the male and flashed a small smile to him before walking ahead.

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(Warning:- Child Abuse)

"Dad...what are you doing?" The boy tried to push his dad's hand off his thigh.

"Trust me, Jungkook you will feel too good. Just let me touch you. Yeah?" The man hovered over the young boy and grabbed his chin.

"But I don't like it..." Jungkook tried to resist but was pinned down over the bed.

"How the fuck are you not liking it, huh?" The man raged with anger and slapped the boy hard, "I didn't bring you from the orphanage to complain! Start liking it or die," the man screamed over Jungkook's face.

"Pl...please, let me go," Jungkook cried louder and struggled to get off the bed.

"Bitch, stop resisting!" The man pushed the boy against the bed and tried to pull a rope out of his drawer to tie his hands. Jungkook kept screaming and crying for help but there wasn't a single way out.

It was the worst nightmare of his life that engraved a scar so deep within him.

Jungkook's legs shivered as the man got off the bed. He placed a cigar between his lips and blew out some smoke, "Try to be subtle next time....son?" He chuckled and walked out of the room.

Jungkook sunk his teeth over the bottom lip and pulled his knees close to his chest. He managed to free his hands out of the ropes and circled them around his bare legs.

His hollow eyes stared at the open window. The hot tears drew their way from the corner of his eyes down to the pillow.

He was numb

Everything around him felt numb.

A feeling of disgust crept under his skin but he couldn't reach out for help. He was laying all alone on the bed but still felt those dirty hands all over him. He felt the pain sear through his body as he tried to move.

A wave of dark thoughts ran around his head like a whirlwind but how could he not submit to the demons that were calling him out?

He had even thanked the nun for giving him a home to return to.

All his life, he believed the foster house was a blessing.

Oh! how much he wished it was true...

Jungkook lifted his head off the bed and walked toward the window, his eyes still fixed over it. He let a soft humourless laugh escape past his lips before leaning over it.

Home?

Family?

Warmth?

Love?

Was this all never meant for me?

Does it all even exist?

How cruel destiny have you written for me? Jungkook put forth his thoughts as he stared at the sky with a blank face.

(A/n:- It's going deeper and darker. Isn't it?

Writing is a form of letting my thoughts out.

It is a form that I took up to address certain situations as the time passed.

Please be patient and the end will be fruitful for this story too.

Wondering, how they are going to meet?

I guess, I will have to update the next chapter too.

And just to remind you again,

Jimin is TYNE.

Taehyung is JEBB.

Stay safe kids.

Love you.

Maddie❤️