The piercing sound of metal chain was heard with the sharp sounds of blows being heard as the punching bag hung over the mental chain swung forwards only to get again get hit with a powerful hit making it swing back again before it again came back and the process repeated in a dark room lit up with only a single light bulb having various gym equipments and the punching bag was in the right corner of the room as a certain golden haired male relentlessly punched the bag filled with sand.
When the bag swung back at him again rather than punching it he engulfed the bag in arms his breath heavy as chest was going up and down with sweat trickling down his face, his whole body itself was sweaty with his grey t-shirt which was previously a lighter shade had darkened with all the precipitation and clung on his body.
It's been months since had boxed last time previously he'd regularly do it and once he had done it to get all the frustration out because of something that concerned Ms. Kim, the lady had seen him restlessly throwing punches on this very punching bag but she didn't stop him once.
She let him take it all out all before she decided to go and have a talk with him and even today Jungkook knows that the lady must have stopped Taehyung from following him. Ji-woon had told him the lady had called and judging this even Taehyung must known that he is here.
Ji-woon had long ago told him to stop, the man was even supervising over him but he fake promised that he'd stop in minutes and urged the other male to back to his room which is on the upper floor, the man was a deep sleeper and the sound of the punching bag didn't just bother him.
Since then it's been hours— probably three hours Jungkook guessed, he just didn't keep a count of the time passing by but took a few minutes rest asking himself if he was actually okay for completely stopping this all.
And there was it again.
"That bitch is literally a fucking orphan! How can you even love him!?"
Jungkook clamped shut his eyes as Jae-won's words still ran through his mind just as fresh as if it was just seconds ago the blonde was screaming and cursing over him, his fists clenched inside those blue boxing gloves before he unwrapped his arms from the punching bag readying his stance before he peeled his eyes open.
"What I said is true! How can you trust him so much, huh? For all I know this Jungkook can be someone wrapped up in lies and would loot you and get away with it! He might be a fucking whore that'd do his shit and leave you! People like these can't be trusted!"
The golden haired male hated how he remembered the exact words Jae-won had spat out for him as he delivered a strong punch against the bag making it swing backwards and it just went on and on, until he found no energy to box anymore and collapsed on the collapsed on the cold concrete floor itself.
The door bell rang around Kim residence and Taehyung was the first one to run towards the door and open it wanting to see the sight of Jungkook, the smile stretched up his lips immediately dropped as he saw his Jungkook being carried by a rather muscled man he didn't knew.
"Get aside" Ji-woon said and entered inside looking around for Ms. Kim with Jungkook being in his arms, he glanced back at the male looking up and down before slightly bouncing Jungkook in his hold to adjust hearing a whine leave from the younger.
"Jungkook's cute" Ji-woon smiled and coo-ed at the sleeping male in his arms before looking up again at the somewhat seemingly agitated male, "Are you Ms. Kim's new worker?"
"I'm her son" Taehyung let out his eyes narrowing seeing Jungkook snuggle closer up to his muscled male's chest as adrenaline rushed into his veins with his jaw clenching.
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Fanfiction[A TAEKOOK FANFICTION] Kim Taehyung's mother had chose a orphan boy named Jeon Jungkook for her son to get settled with, it was his choice to accept or not. But the day Taehyung met Jungkook, all he knew that the bunny toothed timid boy was all he...