That night, Taehyung ended up at a bar. He knew he shouldn't have been so rough with Jungkook earlier but he just couldn't help it. He was already in a sour mood. When Jungkook was at school this morning, Taehyung received a call from the Seoul Prison. He hesitantly answered it. On the other end of the phone he heard his step-father's voice. Taehyung's heart dropped into the pit of his stomach. He hadn't heard from him for years, since he lived at home and the molestation happened. Taehyung felt sick to his stomach hearing that voice again. Taehyung immediately flash backed to when he was ten years old.
"Bend over," his step-father instructed. Taehyung didn't do as he was told so his step-father smacked him hard across the cheek, leaving a stinging red print in the shape of his hand. "I said bend. over," the man enunciated each word so that Taehyung would clearly understand what he wanted from him. Another smack to the face. This time even harder. "Are you stupid? Are you deaf?" he screamed grabbing hold of Taehyung's neck. The man only needed one hand to take the little boy's skinny neck in his fist and hold him down. "Fine, I guess I'll just have to position you myself then you fucking brat," he spat. The man then manhandled Taehyung so roughly it left bruises for the following weeks. He situated ten year old Taehyung on his knees so that his butt was pressed up against the man's erection. The man slowly inserted himself, the smack of his hand on Taehyung's bottom drowning out the sound of his sobs.
Later, after Taehyung had moved out he found out that his step-father was in a drunk driving accident, he was the drunk driver, and he ended up going to prison. It was only now that Taehyung had started to see the similarities between himself and this man. The only difference being that this man was paying for what he had done, while Taehyung was able to walk off scot-free.
Taehyung broke out of his memory at the sound of his name. "Taehyung. Is this you?" the voice interrupted his painful thoughts. Taehyung's mouth was completely dry. He hastily cleared his throat and answered. "Yes." Silence. Taehyung thought their call had been disconnected but then the man spoke up again. "I thought you might want to know. Your mother passed away last night." Taehyung didn't feel anything. He didn't drop to his knees. He didn't break out in sobs. He didn't feel shocked. He felt absolutely nothing and that is what scared him the most. Taehyung hung up. He really wasn't surprised. His mother had been dealing with congestive heart failure for quite a while and it was only a matter of time until her heart finally failed once and for all. Taehyung was quite honestly more than a little relieved. That was one less horrible monster in this world. The more to get rid of the better. He wished that horrible bastard of a step-father would be gone soon too. He should get the fucking death sentence for what he did to me, Taehyung thought.
After hanging up, Taehyung spent the rest of the day drinking. He knew Jungkook would find out. He knew he would be livid with him especially with what happened at the concert. Taehyung knew how much Jungkook hated alcohol but right now he just didn't care. He was selfish like that, he knew. He always had been. But after living so long with no one to care about you and letting others step all over you, you had to learn how to be selfish in order to survive. Taehyung knew Jungkook would be home in a few minutes. He decided to make a pot of coffee to try and sober him up. He didn't drink because he was sad from the news of his mom's passing but because of the old memories it brought with it. Taehyung didn't want to relive any of it.
When Jungkook walked in the door with that mutt trailing behind him, Taehyung just lost it. How dare he bring some random guy into their home without asking him first if it was alright? Jungkook knew Taehyung had been cheated on before and worried about things like this. But in Taehyung's mind, Jungkook was being selfish. And then he even had the audacity to just skip over the part about Taehyung being Jungkook's boyfriend when he introduced him to the scum bag. Taehyung didn't know why he hated the guy so much. He guessed it was just seeing him standing so close to Jungkook after already having had a shit day. Taehyung admitted to himself later that he blew up at Jungkook and crossed a line. But Jungkook was in the wrong too. The kid was attractive, even Taehyung could see that. There's no way Jungkook doesn't find the kid attractive as well. Jungkook has been a horny little shit lately so Taehyung wouldn't be surprised if he offered the kid to fuck him. Taehyung didn't know why he was having these thoughts right now. Jungkook had never been unfaithful to him. Sure, they hadn't yet told each other they love each other but it was evident when they were making love with each other. Taehyung tried to snap himself out of these paranoid thoughts.
Without realizing it, Taehyung ended up at a bar. Before he could change his mind and hear Jungkook's voice in the back of his head telling him not to do it, he strode inside and ordered a glass of vodka. It was just the thing he needed right now.
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Jungkook woke up from a deep sleep and checked the time on his phone. 3 am. He hadn't heard Taehyung come in so he figured he was still out. Taehyung didn't tell him where he was planning on going but he just knew, knowing Taehyung and his past, it would be a bar. Jungkook was surprised to see than Haejun had left. On the night stand was a note that said, 'Jungkook, you fell asleep and you looked like you really needed the rest. I worked on the project some more. Talk to you tomorrow, Haejun.' Jungkook smiled down at the note, admiring how neat the boy's hand writing was compared to his own. He felt bad for making Haejun do extra work because he was sleeping but from the note, Haejun didn't seem to mind. Although, it was always hard reading him. Underneath him, Jungkook felt something wet. He put his finger on the wet spot and when he lifted his hand back up to inspect it, what looked to be cum was coating his finger. Jungkook was confused to say the least. But then he remembered. He had another dream about Jimin and he must have came in his sleep. God, Jungkook thought, was this before or after Haejun left? He facepalmed not wanting to know the answer.
Either way it was embarrassing. Jungkook was getting really sick of having these dreams. He felt so vile and disgusting waking up every morning in a puddle of the cum that he spilled while having sex dreams about his dead friend. He wondered if Jimin could see him. He wondered if he knew and what he would say to him. Jimin would be so disappointed in him, he knew it. But in his dreams, it was almost as if Jimin was right there in the room with him and Jimin wanted it just as bad as Jungkook did if not more. Jungkook shook the thoughts from his head, got up and changed his sheets, then took a long, hot shower trying to clean away the dirty thoughts.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Hit and Run
FanficTaehyung is a recovering alcoholic. Jungkook is recovering from the tragic death of his best friend Jimin. When Jungkook and Taehyung cross paths, their lives will be forever changed. But will Jungkook still love Taehyung when he finds out his da...
