VENOM | TAEHYUNG

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Flashback
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"Little baby carried a teddy to school today?", they laughed ,yanking the bear out of taehyungs hands. "Don't touch him!", he yelled but they forced him to sit on his ass. "You're fucking 14 - grow up", they teased , tossing the teddy around like a ball.

Jungkook leaned against the wall , laughing at his friends harassing taehyungs bear. Their mother had given him that for his 7th birthday. It was his comfort.

"Can you guys stop-", taehyung tried to stand but they placed a shoe on his thigh. "Sit the fuck down -", the older snarled. "Hurry it up guys. My parents will be home soon. Don't want them seeing us torturing the little fella", jungkook smirked down at tae. "Kookie, please give me back my bear ", he begged pathetically. Oh no-", the friend blurt. "I need to take a whizz -", they all laughed as he threw down the bear, yanking off his pants. "NO! please-", taehyung sobbed as the boy began to pee on his teddy. Jungkook laughed the most. His eyes tearing and stomach aching.

"No-", taehyung trailed , tears of pain tumbling down his cheeks.

"Oh yeah. What a relief ", he sighed, pulling up his pants. "Right! Let's hit the video games-", kookie chimed and they followed him inside the house. Taehyung sniffled, staring at the soaked bear laying on their backyard lawn.

He couldn't save his best friend from being hurt.

He couldn't do anything right.

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End flashback
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08 : 21 am
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"So you think he knows?".

"I don't know. I'm just - I'm tired of lying ".

Taehyung paced around the kitchen in his shorts. His eyes bouncing from the pancakes on the stove to Anastasia seated on the counter in his t-shirt. Her legs swinging back and forth. "But if he does then what?", he asked , flipping the brown pancakes over. "Then what? It'll all be over tae. I was so afraid of losing him and now I'm just- I lost that feeling. I'm numb", she sighed,  rubbing her eye. "Me and you both", he whispered. "What about you? Why did you freak out over a teddy?". Taehyung flinched at her question. He didn't want to discuss that. "You don't have to tell me. I just want to know if you're feeling better?", she whispered as he turned to face her. "I've been fine since you showed ", he smirked and she smiled back.

"Glad I could help-", she watched as he paced to where she sat. "My little helper", he joked,  cupping her cheek and kissing her plump lips. "I'd love it if you opened up more -", she nudged his nose with hers. Arms curling around his neck as he stood between her legs. "I told you I'm not that person-", he furrowed his brows. "You need a haircut-", she tugged the ends of his hair. "It's a mullet-", he said. "Can you be like that with me? You can trust me -", she pulled him closer ,kissing his forehead. "It just holds unpleasant memories. I lashed out . So much anger lingering-", he whispered while she scratched his scalp. "Mother is trying to bring back that lost little boy. I've moved on from that-", he frowned.

"She just wants some sort of happy communication-", Anastasia whispered. "She gets more than enough ", he raised a brow,  moving away to attend to the pancakes. "Does she? Your way of communicating is very interesting ", she giggled. "I try", he looked back. "I know. That's good. Just that last night- that needs to be spoken about. You can't outrun that", she hopped to her feet , striding to where he stood. Wrapping her arms around his torso and resting her cheek against his back. "You're rather comfortable with someone who almost killed someone and told his folks to fuck off ".