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Connection 5

Jungkook POV
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The sunlight shines through the curtains into my room, lighting my face up. When I try to open my eyes, I feel a stinging pain going through it. Without opening my eyes I bring my fingers to my face. I touch my nose carefully but immediately pull back as I feel nothing but pain. I touch my lips with my tongue, tasting dried up blood, I can't tell if it's from a nosebleed or from my lips self. I moan as I try to move. Everything hurts.
I carefully open my eyes, knowing I'll have to go fight the pain soon or late. When I dizzlily and confused look around, I can clearly remember what happend.

Taehyung POV
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I sighed out loud, as I rolled over in bed, not being able to sleep at all. It's morning already, and I didn't sleep one hour. Maybe not even a half. My mind is confused and focused on the horrible sight from yesterdays skype call with Jungkook. I don't want to replay it every second in my head, but I can't forget it. I can't. I won't be able to let this go. Jungkook, that beautiful boy, the captain of the ice-skating club on his school, is being mistreated by his father. I saw the way his father slammed in on his face, how Jungkook screamed in pain, blood leaving his mouth as his father hit his stomach badly. I don't get it. I can't get it. How can you hurt someone like Jungkook..? I don't know him very long, just 5 weeks, and I fell in love, but that this happend to him, never would've come into my mind.
I can't help but feel quilty, because of me he risked to Skype, although he knew his father would be home soon. I want to talk to him badly, but I can't endure to think of it having Jungkook so beaten up like this again. It's my fault that he got beaten up yesterday. I shouldn't had asked him to turn on his cam.
When I get up to make myself coffee in order to keep my eyes open, I remember Jungkook sended his address in the Skype chat. I don't know if it's still there, but I could take a look. Leaving my coffee behind, I rush to my room, turning on Skype. Some notifications pop up, but I ignore them, going to Jungkooks chat immidiately. My eyes scan over all the words, as they fall on the message I was looking for. It's still there! Reliefed I copy the address, and save it in a wordpad just for sure. I then open google maps, typing the unknown adress down the search place. Busan. That's around 48 minutes with the train. My eyes shoot to the clock on my wall, telling me it's 11.46am. I could go, but I don't know where he is. I don't know if he's home or not.
I take my phone, and having trouble with sending a message, still feeling quilty about yesterday, I type some words.

Hey, Jungkook. I don't know what I've seen, and if it's real or not, but I feel horrible about it, and I want to come to you, comfort you. I don't want you to be hurt. I mean it might sound cheesy, but I really care about you, Dongsaeng.

I see it's delivered, and suprisingsly, he comes online quite soon.

Ah- Hyung.. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it for you see..

How can you be sorry?! Jungkook this ins't legal.

I can't talk here, if my dad sees, I'm screwed.

I'll come over.

I can barely move, everything hurts, Hyung...

I'll pick you up, and help you walk away, take you away, when will your father return home?

He's gone for work during the next 5 days..

And your mom? Does she know about what your father does to you?

No.. And she'll be home late tonight, I think around 11pm. Tae, I really got to go offline now...

Sure, stay safe for just a little more, I'll be there in 1hour.

Jungkook went offline; last seen today at 11.59am.

Okay, time for action. I grab some stuff together, and ask my mom for some money, saying I'll be at Jimin's place today. I get some money from her, and a little lunchpackage, which she tries to say with; 'Please don't eat too much fastfood.' She kisses my cheek and I leave, my phone in my pocket, and wearing my baseball jacket with my name on the back. I walk to the railwaystation, which is around 5 minutes walking, and get on the train towards Busan. I can't wait to see him, he'll look bad with all those injuries, but I don't care. I'll distract him for a bit, buy him some sweets, and make him forget his pain.

Jungkook POV
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I shiver from my selfreflection as I look into the mirror, only wearing my boxershorts. My hair is messed up, my eye is swollen and blue. My lips are cracked, and my body is full of bruises. I want to shower before Taehyung is here, which is in 55 minutes. I 'walk' towards the bathroom, that takes me 5 minutes, with much pain and effort I end up in the shower cabine after 15 minutes. The hot water streaming down my body feels reliefing, but painful at the same time. I try to relax a little while I carefully wash myself, small moans escaping from my lips as I touch bruises by accident.
20 minutes pass by and I turn off the shower, dressing up to hide most of my injuries.
When I reach the livingroom, I see Taehyung will be here in 5 minutes. I'm quite nervous, what makes me forget my pain a little. Nervously waiting for Taehyung to arrive, I sit on the sofa, zapping on the TV. Around 10 minutes later the door bell rings. "Comming." I say, knowing I won't be fast. As I reach the door I quickly run my hand through my hair before opening the door. And there he stood, Kim Taehyung, on my doorstep, and it makes my heart race.