bts oneshots (bxb)

Dollie (Taekook)

"That's how Taehyung had lost the only person who had loved him."

Contains: violence, gore, blood
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Jungkook and his family had moved again.
This was a usual thing for him.
His father and mother worked under a company, in which they always had to move.

Jungkook, being an antisocial, slightly emo kid, had barely any luck making friends.
He always found it hard to talk to people, fearing that they might judge him.
So he kept quiet and didn't talk a lot.
To him, he didn't even see the point of making a friend, he knew he would have to move after a few months, and he would hate to see them go.

"Kookie, darling, hurry up and grab your stuff from the car," his mother said, ruffling his hair.
Jungkook got his giant suitcase from the back of the car, and looked at the house he was going to be living in.

He had seen much better.
The house, was more like a mansion, but a creepy broken one.
The entire house was painted a depressing deep gray color, the front porch and the stairs had some wooden planks missing, one misstep and you could fall right through, Jungkook believed. Some of the windows were broken, and there was shattered glass shards on the porch, also he could see the cobwebs and the dust bunnies on his new home.
Jungkook couldn't express how much he didn't want to go in that house, he had a bad feeling about it.
"Kook! Hurry up and help out!" His dad shouted at him.
Jungkook rushed inside the house with his suitcase, being careful on the steps.
"Do we have to live here?" He complained.
"We live here or we live on the streets. I didn't want to move here believe me. But I have mouths to feed, and a child to satisfy, so yes, we have to live here," he replied, sternly.
"Oh chill out, will you? Kookie you're starting ninth grade tomorrow, so go upstairs and get a good nights rest, you can start unpacking tomorrow," his mother told him.

He nodded, and dashed upstairs. Since he was an only child, he got to decide which room he wanted, and he chose the biggest one. It had a Tv, a giant bed, and had a seat next to the window.
He plopped down onto the bed, and bounced up a little, giggling.
Maybe it wasn't so bad at all.
Though, he wondered, why the previous owner been in a rush to sell this house.
Sure it looked creepy on the outside, and was a little musty in the inside, but it wasn't the worst.

Jungkook got up from his bed, and went into his personal bathroom, which wasn't bad either. So he decided to wash up before he went to bed.
He got his shampoo, his body wash, and his towel and went to go take a shower.

After about forty minutes later, he walked out with only a towel wrapped around his waist and looked at the bed.
"Were you there before?" He asked the rag doll, sitting on his bed. He scrunched up his nose and tried to remember, maybe it was there he had just failed to notice it.
"Guess you were..." he mumbled.

Jungkook put on his clothes, but before doing that, he turned the doll around, it creeped him out.
He put on some pajamas and got in his bed.
Though the doll was a bit creepy looking, he kept it by his side, it was sort of the only friend he was going to have.

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It wasn't the alarm clock that woke Jungkook up, it was a hot fanning breath again his bare neck that made him get up.
He looked to his side, grabbing the pillow to hit whoever was next to him.
He saw a gorgeous boy staring at him with a smirk.
He opened his mouth to scream, but the boy put his hand over his mouth.
"Shhh...don't wanna wake your parents up.." he said calmly.
"Who in the world are you?" Jungkook asked, raising his voice.
"Mm I don't have a name.."
"What do you mean? Didn't your parents give you a name? And wouldn't they be angry you snuck into someone's house?"
"I don't have parents."
"O-oh...I'm sorry.."
The boy started laughing. "Pshh that's how everyone's face looks when they find out I don't have a family. Dolls aren't really supposed to have one are they?"
"Dolls..?" Jungkook asked.
He looked at where the stranger was, and noticed the rag doll from last night was gone.
"Y-you're..?"
"Mmhm."
"How? Why? When? What??"
"Eh I don't know how, but I just transform. I do, because I want friends, and it happened last night. You were really comfy so I transformed," he giggled.
"W-well transform back, I have to go to school, and my parents can't know you're here," Jungkook said, pointing to the bed.
"No can do! I wanna hang out with my bestie,even if that means going to school with you!" He scrunched up his nose.
"I-"
"Jungkookie! Wake up!" His mother called.
He looked at the door, and then back at the stranger, except he was gone.
"I must be seeing things.." he convinced himself.
Walking downstairs, he greeted his parents.