Bitter Sweet Symphony ✓ tk

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JUNGKOOK didn't mean to run into him again, even though his mind had been wandering to the brunette all week. And it's not like he was the one who crashed into him this time, rather his friend Namjoon who was the clumsiest man alive but still wanted to learn how to skateboard. Jungkook had been teaching him all day but Namjoon had a habit to fall or break things. This time Jungkook hoped that he didn't break anything cause Taehyung was too pretty to be broken.

"I'm sorry", Jungkook chuckled nervously as he pulled Taehyung off the ground, "Again".

"Why are you sorry?", Taehyung rubbed his back and glared at the older boy who was already skating away and falling over again, "He crashed into me".

"Well he's my student", the younger explained, "And I thought he was ready to take on the responsibility of skating on a real sidewalk instead of inside the skatepark. I was wrong... obviously".

"Yeah obviously, he can't even skate five meters before falling down", Taehyung's eyes followed Namjoon who was standing back on his skateboard, "He should change the position of his left foot to the right".

Jungkook's eyes glistened, "You know how to skate?"

Taehyung's eyes averted their gaze from Namjoon to Jungkook again, "No I just have a logical brain that can see that his position is not balanced".

Jungkook's hope faded away a little but he still didn't fail to notice how Taehyung's mood seemed better than last time.

"How old are you?"

Taehyung frowned at the boy in front of him, wondering why he was so talkative all of a sudden, "Twenty-one".

"Oh", Jungkook's hope had faded completely by now. He had been fantasizing about a man that was three years older than him, probably a lot more mature than him too. What was he even thinking about? Taehyung was also obviously too good-looking for him and probably in a relationship. Jungkook really couldn't feel anymore disappointed and insecure in that exact moment.

"I- uh should go help Namjoon before he breaks something or someone", Jungkook said awkwardly, turning on his heels and leaving the confused brunette behind.

Taehyung shrugged and pursued his way to Yoongi's house. Apparently his boyfriend wanted to talk things out after last time but Taehyung knew better. There'd be no talking because Yoongi wasn't that good with words after all. Actions however... that was his strong point. Didn't matter if it meant sex or abuse.

Taehyung decided that the bruises on his skin eventually became a part of him, like tattoos never faded, neither did his bruises. Yoongi was nice enough to make new ones everytime Taehyung stepped out of line such as talking to other boys or not telling where he's going. The brunette didn't care though cause after every slap or hit, there would be a kiss or a cuddle and that's all that was needed to make Taehyung forget about the pain.

And he knew pain was coming as soon as Yoongi opened the door with a smirk that foresaw nothing but bad luck.