Hushed words (tk)

Break up.

---unedited.

Jungkook didn't dare emit a single sob, he just let his tears fall, as his mother told his grandmother about the pictures she had received an hour ago, and to say she was disappointed and angry, would be an understatement. 

Turns out whoever had threatened him, did have the proof, and had sent his pictures, with Taehyung, to his mother. Ultimately, Tae's face wasn't visible, just Jungkook's sitting on the elder's lap, and smiling. 

Jungkook remembered it was the same scene, the picture was surely taken from the day he had met Tae and the other boys in the cafe. 

'All this time, you've been lying. Oh god! Jungkook, how could you?! And that too, with a boy? You're gay?!'

Jungkook nodded and heard a loud gasp. 

He looked up to see his sister, staring at him and his mother, while his grandmother sat to one side, weeping about how the boy turned out to be everything but a 'boy'.

'Go inside, and don't come out unless I want you to.'- he heard his mother tell her sister, who obliged and went inside. 

'Jungkook.'

Jungkook looked up with his teary, red eyes. 

'Who's this boy?'

'S-someone f-from my cram school.'- he lied.

'Since when you've been in a relationship?'

'L-last week...'- he lied, again.

'I hope you haven't done shits with him, hm?'

Jungkook wanted to sob out loud, did his mother think that low of him? Being a minor, did she really think he'd do something like that?

He shook his head.

'Look, I'm seriously shocked by this, I want you to listen to me, without interrupting me in between.'

'I won't tell you father, but, you'll...break up with this guy.'

Crack.

'And, I'll get you therapy sessions, it's all a nothing but fake, you're not gay, you're a man, you'll marry a girl in future. You'll have to make your own family. So, get this boyfriend shit out of your head, do you understand?'

Crack.

'And, I don't care about your studies anymore, you have disappointed me, you'll study from home, I'll sign up for one month's leave both from your school and cram school.'

Crack.

'Go and get me your phone, you are grounded, just text that guy, you're breaking up with him.'

Crack. 

Jungkook walked slowly and picked up his phone, his hands trembling, but it was nothing in front of how his heart had cracked, broken, in several pieces, words echoing in his mind, the undertone curses of his mother, his weeping grandmother saying how he's ill, and the words he began to type to his...not anymore...Taetae hyungie. 

'Hyung, let's break up.'

'I don't think it's going to work out.'

'We have a big age difference too, and either way, I don't think I can handle a relationship.'

'Sorry, take care, goodbye.'

'Don't text me, again.'

'We're done.'

Stabbed. 

That's what he felt as he blocked everyone's contact on his phone, switched it off, and handed it to his mother, who patted his head, 'Love at your age I nothing but infatuation. He is a bad guy, forget it. Go and study, or sleep.'