dazed | kim taehyung fanfic (hiatus)

chapter nine

We arrive at the mansion an hour later and all I can say is that it is fucking huge. Larger than Tae's ego. We all got out of the car and walk into the front door. As if the outside wasn't good enough, the inside made it feel even bigger. I like it. It has this theme reoccurring throughout the house. A light browish beige color. It was nice. Kind of like the color of coffee if you had some creamer or milk into it. It made the house feel relaxing. We each had our own bedroom. Dean went to the bathroom and Jimin, Jungkook, and Misook are downstairs doing who knows what, meanwhile Hoseok is in his room taking a nap and me and Tae were in our room, sitting on the edge of my bed. I had questions.

"What happened to Dean? I mean, I don't remember much but the last thing I remember was when we were supposed to meet up at a playground at night after dinner but he never showed up. It was when we were both seven." I said, remembering all the good memories in our childhood.
"I don't know that much but on the night he didn't show up, he was kidnapped by the father of The Boss and uh, he was also raped. He was used as a sex slave for years until he became older and escaped." He said slowly.
I'm not sure how long I had my mouth open but it was on the ground. I closed it and continued.
"Why would he be used like that when he's so young? He was a only a fucking child."
"I don't know but it's disgusting. I guess people would just pay to have sex with a child for some reason." He sighed. I realized just now how close our lips were. His mouth was open and I could smell the fresh scent of mint and lemon. I quickly turned away and stood up.

"I'm going to go catch up with Dean. Thank you." I said, walking out. I went outside to find him shooting hoops. He always loved basketball even when we were younger. I stole the ball, dribbled closer to the net, and threw. It hit the backboard, rolled around the rim, and fell inside the hoop.

"Hey." I said.
"Hi."
"Tae told me what happened. I'm sorry. I didn't even know."
"It's okay. How on earth were you supposed to?"
"No, still. Of all things that could've happened to you, it was horrible."
"I mean, people take rape as a joke all the time and don't realize how many people suffer from it."
I nodded and said,"Right, because they don't have to constantly lie awake at night trying to forget the memories but end up thinking more and more."
"You explain it perfectly, it's almost like you've been too." He chuckled.
"I have." I said slowly.
"When?" He asked with his eyes widened.
"A couple days ago."
"Who?"
"Namjoon."
"Kim Namjoon? The one who used to steal your lunch all the time?" He asked.
"You still remember that?"
"Of course. Whenever I felt sad, I tried to remember our childhood and think back. Anyways, I'm going to kill that douche."
"I already did."
"Really?"
"I shot him right on the head."
"I miss you. I miss your snappy attitude that always made things fun. I miss your positive thinking and support that always made me better. I miss you, you grape stealing munch."
I giggled, remembering that I used to steal all of his grapes from his lunch.
"I miss you too." I simply said, but it was meant with so much.

He wrapped his arms around me and his hand hit my wound. I hissed and wiggled out of his arms.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I have a wound on my left shoulder. I was shot when we were escaping." I said.
"Anywhere else?" He asks.
I shook my head. I felt drops of water on my head and I looked up. It started raining. We took the basketball and ran inside as a rain cloud went over us and it started pouring in an instant.
By the time we were inside, we were already wet. Jimin and Misook were on the couch being all lovey-dovey.

"What's up with those two?" Dean asked. I shrugged and put the basketball down. I got us both towels and we dried our hair.
"Should we go shopping?" Tae asked.
"Why?" Jungkook asked.
"We have no clothes, remember?"
"Oh yeah."
"Pabo."