𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄(𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒)

𝘵𝘧- 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘢

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Taehyung's POV

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Bastards. All of them are the same.Not for a second did I think they'd be any good. I fucking hate being right all the damn time.

"Tae!" I heard Jungkook's voice call out to me. I stopped in my tracks, waiting for his footsteps to stop beside me.

"Taehyung. Why are you going?" Jungkook innocently asked me. I looked into his doe eyes, eyes that were screaming for an answer.

I sighed.

Why was I walking? Is it because of the pride I am to stubborn to get rid of? Or the feelings of my past that kept it's hold on me? Either way, my actions are keeping Jungkook from happiness. Same for Jimin. What type of friend am I?

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a hand brutally punch me. I fell on the ground, my elbow scraping against the solid concrete.

I groaned, pain brewing up inside me.

"Who the fuck am I killing today?" I asked, looking up to see Jimin with his hand still balled up in a fist. I got up, looking at the ground beneath me.

"Was that necessary?" I asked him, not breaking my gaze from the ground. "For being so fucking rude! How could you say that to them after they offered to give you a place to live for six whole months!?" Jimin yelled at me.

I grunted, leaping forward, turning around and kicking Jimin in the face, causing him to lift in the air a little and harshly fall onto the ground.

Why am I doing this? This is all a waste of time and energy. I'm being an idiot.

"You don't get it Jimin. They are treating us like some kind of-"

"EXPERIMENT!?" Jimin yelled back, spitting blood out of his mouth. "Yeah, you already said that. What I don't get is why you can't just see the positive side to this." Jimin spoke up, getting back on his feet.

"Guys." Jungkook said softly, but we paid no attention to him.

"There aren't any positives, Jimin are you delusional. What type of positive impact does being some lab rat have?"

"A HOME!" Jimin yelled, using the king fu shit he learned to kick me in the stomach and cause me to land on the ground once again.

Did he say-

"Home?" Jungkook clutched his shirt, tears forming in his eyes.

"What did you say?" I asked.

"We'd have a fucking home, Taehyung! Even for a little while. Don't you get it, stupid? WE ARE LAB RATS! WE ARE INFERIOR TO THOSE MEN INSIDE THAT HOUSE!" He said walking towards me and stretching his hand out to me.

"Please. Just give them a chance." Jimin asked, his eyes swallowing back tears.

Give them a chance.

No. I won't give them a chance.

But I'll play along. For the sake of my friends.

I pulled Jimin onto the ground with me, causing him to lie on my chest. "What are you-" Jimin asked, but I was tired.

"Just shut up for once." I sighed, stroking his hair. Suddenly I felt a huge weight fall on top of us. It was Jungkook, crying his eyes out.

"Are we going back?" He asked through snot and tears. I hummed in response, stroking his hair too.

"Yeah. I'll give them a chance-" I said, a small smile on my lips but they couldn't see it. They were to busy crying in my shoulders.

"-for you two."

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Jimin's POV

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We were standing in front of Jin and Mr Namjoon, lined up and bowing our heads at them.

"We are truly sorry. Forgive us." We all asked in unison, but I could hear in Taehyung's voice that he didn't really mean it. He was playing along.

I glanced at him and saw him biting down on his teeth, a vein popping out of his forehead. He looked pissed. He was swallowing his pride like a pill with no water.

Tears were rolling down Jin's cheeks, his heart aching with joy.

"Of course I forgive you three. After all you're going to be part of the family soon." Jin smiled.

"No-" Mr Namjoon was about to say, but got elbowed in the stomach. "If you know what's good for you, you'd shut up, Namjoon." Jin said angrily.

Taehyung blew air out of his mouth.

"About time you put this troll in his place Kim Seokjin." Taehyung rolled his eyes, this time causing me to elbow him in the stomach.

He groaned.

"What? I agreed to give them a chance. Not change my personality."

I sighed.

"So I figured."

Jin laughed, along with Mr Hoseok who was silently watching the entire thing with a smile on his face. While I was busy scolding Taehyung, I could feel arms slowly wrap around me. I looked up and saw Jin embrace me, along with Taehyung and Jungkook.

We were cuddled up against each other, and automatically I hugged back, my arms snaking around his waist. Jungkook hugged back almost immediately, his face rubbing up agaisnt Jin's shoulder, causing Jin to laugh.

Taehyung however, was blankly staring at Mr Namjoon, their eyes seeming to be competing for dominance. And it looked like Mr Namjoon was winning. Taehyung accepted defeat, looking away and forming a sly smirk. "Don't you think Kim Namjoon should join in on this hug?"

"Definitely! Joon, get over here now." Jin demanded, causing Mr Namjoon to snake his arms around us.

"𝘚𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶." Taehyung mouthed at Mr Namjoon.

"𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 ." Mr Namjoon mouthed back, causing me to shiver down to my core.

Taehyung smirked.

"This might be fun." He said, much to Jin's satisfaction. He patted Taehyung on the head, a low grunt escaping Taehyung's throat.

"Indeed it will, Taehyung."

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NEXT CHAPTER:
dealing with the billionaire again