"I wish I'd have never even met you," Jeongguk spat, hand pumping just a bit faster, his tongue moving swiftly towards the other male's tip.
"Be quiet and swallow my fucking children, you slut."
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After a devastating breakup, the son of a cop finds...
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"Jeon!" Taehyung called out, ran hastily after the boy with trembling legs, who only seemed more determined to get away once he came to realize he was still being pursued. "Jeongguk! Stop running, for fuck's sake!"
The boy panted as he sped up, something he realized had only proved to be a mistake the minute the tip of his shoe made contact with a sturdy rock, and next thing he knew he was plummeting down face first towards the cold concrete pavement.
Taehyung watched as the boy tripped and landed with a harsh thud on his arm, a shaky exhale leaving him as he caught up to him. "Fuck, Jeon, you alright?" He lowered his knees to the ground at his side, reaching to support Jeongguk below his arms to help him up.
"Don't touch me!" Jeongguk shrieked out, flicking the man's hand away in one panicked movement. Taehyung backed away, blinking back at him as he retreated both hands to his side.
"I'm sorry.." he whispered quietly, lips pressing together, attention focused solely on the boy seated upon the ground. The boy whose eyes began to accumulate tears, ones that slipped down his cheeks without much hesitation. Taehyung continued, "Why are you crying...? Did you hurt yourself?"
Jeongguk sniffled, reaching to wipe furiously at his eyes, cheeks flushed pink as he felt his embarrassment rise. To cry in front of the man he'd wanted to act brave in front of... He felt entirely pathetic.
"N-N-No, meanie. You did... You're the one who-..." He stopped himself and sobbed quietly, looked down at his thighs as he blindly reached his hand to his side to grab the bag that had fallen down with him.
Taehyung bit his lower lip, brows knitted together in concern. "Did he-..." He paused. "I mean, did I... Did I hurt you?" His face became serious, deep voice rumbling gently through the air between them. Jeongguk slowly raised his head at the sound to look at him, lips parting as a hiccup squeaked from his throat.
"You j-just left..." he said quietly. "You left m-me a-alone... Why? Did you have to go fuck Misun or-... Or some other woman? Is a guy not enough for you? Or do you just have fatherly responsibilities now and you don't have time for someone like me..?"
Taehyung sighed under his breath. "Jeongguk... I'm not the father to Misun's kid."
"I'm not stupid, Taehyung. I heard you guys talking."
"She was just telling me how she needed Bangtan's protection. The gang she's in can't offer it to her so she—"
"So now Misun's in a gang too? Who-.. who else is next, huh? Jimin? You're going to tell m-me Jimin's in a gang t-too and I didn't k-know this whole t-time? You talk s-so much shit, Taehyung."
"Jeon — "
"And y-you're so mean... You're s-so so m-m-mean to me and I-.. I n-never know w-why..." Another sniffle, voice becoming shakier. "W-What I did w-wrong or if you just hate me t-that much b-because —— "
