ᴛʀᴀғғɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ {discontinued}

nine.

Note: I don't know if I mentioned this before but there will be a lot of time skips in this book. I don't want to make it too detailed because I don't really like angst nor am I good at writing.

Just saying.

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No matter what happened Taehyung always found himself back to asking one major question:
Where did it all go wrong?
There were many more thoughts in relations to how things were but this was the main.
Another day, still the question went unanswered.

He pulled his legs towards his chest.
Unsanitary washroom maybe but he could care less.
His eyes welled with tears.
Everything was okay for a moment. He wished moments lasted forever sometimes.
If it did he wouldn't have to be experiencing the pain he was right now.
Not only emotional, physical too.

"Tae?"
He buried his face at the top of his knees.
'Please don't come in'
"Tae...I know you're in here. You know I'll never do anything to harm you right?"
'I know but I don't want to hurt you hyung' He answered in his mind.

He held back any sort of sound that could be made.
Pain.
Pain.
Pain.
In his chest.
In his stomach.
In his shin.

"Tae" Jimin sighed.
"Please let me in...Please?" That plead never made Taehyung's heart clench that hard.
"H-hyung"
His hoarsed voice brought a frown to Jimin's face.
If he was worried before now he was even more.
"Open the door Tae or else i'll unlock it myself"

Taehyung sat there in silence.
He contemplated for a few minutes.
His watery eyes remained on the clean door.
The only clean door inside the filthy washroom.
He hated this place.
Yet it felt safe in moments like this.

Jimin grew impatient.
Taehyung had already avoided him the entire morning.
He wouldn't let him do it much longer.

Taehyung heard the door click.
He's then met with the sight of a certain worried blonde.
His empty hands crawled towards Taehyung's torso to pull him off of the closed toilet bowl.
Taehyung threw his arms around his neck with a sob.
His forehead pressed against Jimin's uniform as he clutched onto him tightly.
Jimin inhaled deeply.
It's like he could feel Taehyung's pain.

Taehyung on the other hand, despite his body being in pain remained clinging to Jimin.
He refused to let go.
Jimin stayed silent for now.
His arms wrapped securely around his waist in a respectful manner even if they were the best of friends.

"Do you want to talk about it?"
Taehyung shook his head.
"That's okay. Just cry it out then. I have you" He rubbed soothing circles on the younger's lower back.
Taehyung flinched.
Jimin frowned.
"Tae...did someone hit you?"
"No" He lied.
That was too quick.
Jimin refused to buy it.
But who?

"If you say so Tae"
He wanted to take care of the bruises.
Then kill the person that did it.
"H-hyung?" Taehyung called out in a broken voice.
"Hm?"
"Can we get mochi together?"
Jimin eye smiled.
'This kid' He snickered.
"Sure"
Anything to make Taehyung feel better.

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Author's note

This chapter occurs the day after Taehyung's mom found him in the closet.

You can guess what happened right?

Another chapter of vmin for ya <3

It's okay to reach out.

I'm here for you.

I care for you.

You are loved.

You're strong.

Thank you for being here.

I admire you.

*Hugs*

Everytime I update this book I hope that it makes at least one person feel less alone.

Muah 😘❤