SAVE ME || Taekook

Chapter-11

Hey, how have you been all? Here is another update for you.💜
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"Not much time left when I'll take you with me. It's better if you stop thinking about studying further, baby boy. Don't forget that you are made to pleasure me, not to study. Feed your mind just with the thoughts of your daddy. Otherwise, you know what I can do to you and your hyungs." He uttered atrociously as he leaned in. His breath hit the sensitive ear as he whispered devilishly,"I'll tell everyone about your little secret. Would you like that?"

The addressed boy had his eyes clenched and his nose was bunched up in disgust. A tear escaped gliding to his ear as he thought of everyone mocking him, degrading him. If he was born unique, it wasn't his fault.

"Answer me slut!" He hissed as he forcefully threw a punch next to the boy's face on the bouncy mattress.

The boy whimpered and squirmed,"p-please m-move, lea-leave," his voice was barely audible.

"I'll leave you the day you die, delicious. No, I'll still keep your body to myself. Stop dreaming that you can get away from me. Now show me your little secret," he smiled wickedly roaming his eyes over the smaller boy's body.

" N-no...n-nooo," the boy cried as he kicked his legs to set himself free from under the heavy weight of the evil man.

"Jungkookieee~" someone was coming to the room.

"Shhhh, remember if you tell anyone,

" No..no...I..I won't.." he whispered with difficulty. Broken.

"Good boy, see you soon." A wet patch stained the boy's cheek and the following moment the weight vanished. The man disappeared into the room's balcony.

The boy turned around and pushed his face into the cushion, killing his sobs and pretending to be asleep.

Jimin pushed the door wide open. The lump in the middle of the bed was unmoving yet the brother could feel the intensity of the shivers from afar. He lifted a foot to enter the room and then retreated back, slowly closing the door soundlessly. His eyes were coated with worry. His brother was suffering from something and he hated the way he was trying to hide it, keeping the pain to himself.

The last time Jimin asked Koo about it when he found the boy in the same condition, Koo said he was just missing their parents, nothing else. Jimin knew it was a lie. A made up truth. Seeing Koo's vulnerable state and sensitivity, he didn't push him much.

It was the second time he happened to see his brother like this and it was concerning. He thought of speaking with Yoongi. He was standing leaning against the door, hearing silent sobs coming from inside the room and feeling helpless because the last time he tried to soothe Koo, he was shoved away. Koo refused to accept his presence, wanting to be alone. 

On the other side, Koo was harshly rubbing his cheek with the tissue, trying to eliminate the unwanted touch. Unsatisfied, he dragged himself out of the bed and to the restroom. The cold shower hit his skin and he sat down on the wet and cold tiles. He let the sobs break free and hugged his torso mourning over his fate.
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" 'mm, do you think I'm made for studies,"

"Everyone deserves to study Kookie, what sort of question is this baby?" Jin answered.

"Was just asking."

"How was your performance in high school?" Jin was trying to find the reason behind Koo's absurd question.

"overall 97%," Koo said.