Bitter Sweet Symphony ✓ tk

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TAEHYUNG was having a mental breakdown. He didn't know what to do about the situation. His boyfriend Yoongi had shown up to probably do all sorts of things to him, beating him up a big possibility to be among those things. While Jungkook, the person Yoongi was pissed about, was hiding in his closet, unaware of what was about to happen.

Taehyung felt like passing out when Yoongi walked over to the middle of the living room with long strides. Jungkook could easily hear all the things he was about to tell Taehyung, with words or fists, and Taehyung didn't want the younger to know. Also if Jungkook would hear him being beaten up, he would probably come to his rescue and that's a thing Taehyung wanted to avoid.

"I had a nice talk with Jin yesterday", Yoongi started, turning around to face the redhead.

"Yeah?", Taehyung responded weakly, gulping slowly.

"Hmm", the white haired man nodded, carefully eyeing the room, "Told me some interesting things".

It felt as the quietness before the storm. He disliked seeing Yoongi so calm and collected while on the inside he knew he was raging.

"Oh", Taehyung didn't know what to respond to that, feeling like if he said any more it would only trigger Yoongi.

"So who's the kid you're dating besides me?", Yoongi crossed his arms, tilting his head to the side a little as if he was actually curious though Taehyung knew better.

"I'm not dating anyone but you Yoongi", Taehyung breathed out, wanting to sound sincere because it was the actual truth. He wasn't dating Jungkook, he was barely friends with the kid!

Yoongi let out a humorless laugh, his eye twitching a little. "Yeah sure I'll believe you", he replied casually, "I'll believe you didn't sleep with some kid and I'll believe Jin made it all up. I'll believe you weren't at his house and I'll believe you didn't cuddle on Jin's housemate his bed. Sure Taehyung! I'll believe it all!"

Taehyung flinched at the loud voice, wanting to curl into a ball and cry into a corner. Yoongi always had this effect on him. He could easily dominate the younger even though he was shorter that Taehyung. He just had this cold and scary aura which the redhead found both terrifying and hot.

"I-I did sleep in t-the same b-bed as h-him b-but nothing ha-happened I s-swear", Taehyung stuttered, his voice soft but strained, "I w-was just in a l-lot of p-pain".

"And why do you think that was huh?", Yoongi took a threatening step forward making his boyfriend flinch once again, "If you hadn't dyed your hair that ridiculous color without my permission, and hell, I would have never given my permission for that, you wouldn't have been in pain! It looks disgusting on you and I don't want my boyfriend to look ugly. I'm the one who has to walk beside you and hold your hand while you go around looking like a fucking tomato".

Taehyung felt ashamed of himself. He knew he should've let his brown hair be. He knew he should've asked for Yoongi's permission at least. But he was reckless.

He felt disgusted with himself.

"I'll dye it back I promise", Taehyung begged, feeling the scary gaze of Yoongi on him, "You can choose whatever color. I promise I'll ask for permission from now on! Just please don't hurt me Yoongi. I-I love you".

Yoongi's stare hardened even more if that was possible.

"You stuttered", he spoke menacingly, "You fucking stuttered".

Taehyung took a step back with every step Yoongi took forward.

"But I do love y-you", Taehyung pleaded, eyes already starting to water. He knew there was no way he could convince Yoongi of his innocence. He saw the fire in his boyfriend's eyes and knew there was only one way out of the situation.

Before Taehyung's back could hit the wall he made a run to the bedroom, slamming the door shut and locking it. He heard Yoongi yell at him, curses and profanities mixed together with his name. Taehyung slid down against the wall next to the door that was now being kicked on. As soon as he hit the ground he started full on sobbing, hiding his face into his hands. This was his life for the past years. Yoongi made him happy, but most of the time he was also the reason Taehyung broke down.

"Taehyung?"

A gentle voice, almost a whisper, spoke up. He had already forgotten about the existence of Jungkook hiding in his closet. The said boy had slid out of the wardrobe and was now making his way towards him, occasionally glancing at the loud noises coming from behind the door.

"Are you okay?"

Taehyung sobbed out a broken, "no", and broke down again. Jungkook sat down beside him and wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulder, guiding Taehyung's head to lay on the ravenhead's shoulder who then leant against his head.

"He was the one who hit you wasn't he?", he softly asked, "Not a friend but your boyfriend. Taehyung... why are you still together with him?"

The 21 year old didn't reply, his brain now a soggy mess unable to make out a response. He cried and cried and eventually a door shut in the living room, meaning Yoongi probably left. A phone buzzed on the bed and Jungkook reached out for it without lifting Taehyung's head off his shoulder. He checked the message on Taehyung's phone.

Yoongay bf  ❤️

Don't think you get away with this so easily.

Jungkook frowned and threw the phone back on the bed. He couldn't grasp the reason why Taehyung would stay with this guy. He was abusive, rude and aggressive. He didn't even want to listen to Taehyung's explanation. What good could come out of a relationship like that? Nothing, except the red head getting hurt every time.

"It's okay Taehyung. He's gone. You're okay", he shushed the older, caressing his hair which eventually soothed him. Taehyung sniffled and hiccupped for quite a while after they got back up and unlocked the door. Yoongi had left but the fear he brought with him didn't leave Taehyung for the rest of the next days.