Study Buddies- kth+jjk

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(literally so fucking cute omggg!! Happy 1 year since golden!! I remember when Taehyung kept the sticker from Jungkook's golden listening party on the back of his phone🥺💞)

Taehyung:

As I stand there, still holding Jungkook, I realize there's a huge problem we need to address.

I gently hold him back from me so that I can look at his face. He's still sniffling Cute.

"Hey, princess, I need you to look at me." I say as gently as I can.

He looks up at me. "Hm?" he asks, wiping his eyes of remaining tears.

"We need to figure something out, princess. You're sure as hell not staying in that hell hole." I say angry the more I think about Jungkook's asshole of a dad.

"I...I have to go back. It's dangerous for me to not. My dad'll kill me if he finds out I slept over somewhere without him knowing." he says, fear clear in his eyes.

"I can't exactly bring you home either." I say, mumbling to myself. 

My parents are too strict for that. They'd flip out if I brought a guy home.

I look at Jungkook. "Listen to me carefully, princess. I'm not letting you go, no matter what. Going to your dad is a horrible idea. You're injured enough as it is." I say, getting a little sad as I look at Jungkook's poorly wrapped cast and eye patch. 

Jungkook sighs. "I know, but...where am I supposed to go then? I have nowhere to go right now. You're the only one who knows about this." he says, voice breaking at the end.

I hug him again. "I have a solution, but you're going to have to trust me, princess." I say carefully.

"Ok..." Jungkook says hesitantly.

"What if we told hoseok and everyone what happened?" I said slowly, analyzing his reaction. "We..we could stay over at someone's house, if you'd like. It's definintely safer."

Jungkook seemed to consider this. "But...I don't wanna force anyone into this or anything. I really can just go back. It's honestly fi-"

"No. You're absolutely not going back to that shithole. Do you understand me, princess?" I said firmly. There's no way I'm letting him go back. Never again. 

He remains silent. "You're not a burden, Jungkook. Please don't think of yourself that way. I promise you that no one would be forced into anything." I say, encouraging him.

Finally, Jungkook agrees. "...Alright. I'll trust you, then." he says with a small smile.

Something in me buzzes with happiness and relief. Why am I so happy to know he trusts me anyway?

I lead Jungkook to a bench nearby and we sit together. I pull my phone out to call the gang.

The phone rings for a little before everyone answers. 

"Hey" Yoongi says, with Jimin in the background.

"Hey tae!" Hobi says enthusiactically.

"Hey. Everything okay?" Jin says, analyzing the look on my face. In the back, Namjoon stops packing the get-well-soon cookies and waves cautiously.

"Hey guys. We have a problem." I say, looking at Jungkook for permission. He simply nods.

"What happened?" Jimin asks. "Is it about Jungkook?"

I nod. "Yeah, he's actually here right now." I say, angling the camera towards Jungkook long enough for them to see his injuries before I angle it back at myself.