Bitter Sweet Symphony ✓ tk

S E V E N T E E N

Triple update again wooh!!!

TAEHYUNG woke up to an empty bed. He closed his eyes again, dwelling on last night's thoughts and fights. The familiar bedroom didn't help his depressed mood, the bed sheets stinking from their last night's activities. He sighed, hearing noises coming from downstairs meaning Yoongi was probably making breakfast. The blonde jumped from the bed, whimpering when the familiar ache came from his lower region. Yoongi went rough last night and even though Taehyung had grown used to that, he still wished the older would make love to him one day. Just for once.

He slowly stretched his aching limbs and sore back until he was ready to face his boyfriend. His bare feet padded across the cold wooden floor, warning Yoongi he was awake.

"Hey", the pale boy said, his voice again void of any emotion.

"Good morning", Taehyung bowed and sat down at the kitchen table, eyeing the breakfast Yoongi had made. The older slid a plate his way, one that was filled with one piece of wheat toast and a small slice of ham. The blonde frowned at his scarce breakfast and glanced at his boyfriend's plate that was filled with bacon, eggs, hashbrowns and sausages. The older felt the stare thrown at his plate and stared back up at Taehyung with a bored expression.

"You've gained weight. I don't want you to get any fatter than you already are", he glanced at Taehyung's plate and went back on eating his deluxe breakfast.

Taehyung acted like his boyfriend's words didn't hurt him but it did. He swallowed his building tears and bit a piece from the now cold toast. He suddenly didn't feel that hungry anymore. The chair screeched against the floor tiles but Yoongi still didn't pay attention to it, his eyes stuck on reading the newspaper. Taehyung took his plate and dumped the food into the garbage bin, setting the plate on the counter before going back upstairs. Sitting down on the bed, he quickly discarded his shirt, throwing it somewhere to the side. He glanced down at his tummy that had a small pouch.

The blonde felt disgusted with himself and quickly threw another shirt on. It was an oversized shirt from Yoongi even though the blonde knew his boyfriend hated it when he wore his shirts. The oversized shirt hid his tummy well which relieved Taehyung a little. He slipped on his shoes and ruffled his hair, hoping he didn't look like the mess he felt he was.

"Where are you going?", Yoongi asked him before he could put on his jacket that hung on the hook next to the front door.

"Home", the blonde said, slowly sticking his arms into the jean jacket.

Yoongi hummed though he never looked up. If he had, he would have seen the extremely hurt expression on the younger's face. Taehyung quickly stepped outside, yelling a short 'Bye' though he knew he wouldn't receive an answer. With tears in his eyes he walked back home. He padded through his pockets until he found his cigarettes. He wasn't that addicted to the little cancer sticks but every now and then, when his anxiety got the worst of him, he'd find his relief in them. He inhaled the dark fumes and exhaled in delight, letting the cigarette dangle from his lips.

He counted the cracks in the pavement to take his mind off things, not realizing he was crossing the skating park.

He felt himself getting pushed backwards by an unknown force and let out a cry of pain when his butt hit the asphalt. The soreness still hadn't faded and walking was painful enough as it was.

"Sorry for that", a familiar voice spoke up, "I didn't see you- wait".

Taehyung sat frozen on the ground, hearing the gentle voice fade away into a cold one.

"Oh it's you".

The blonde finally dared to look up into the dark eyes he knew he loved. Jungkook sneered at him with crossed arms though his gaze softened a little once he saw the blonde's puffy eyes.

"This looks familiar", Jungkook sighed, stuffing his hands inside his pockets. Taehyung just stared up at him like he was God or something.

"What? I'm not helping you get up in case your boyfriend comes to saw my hands off", Jungkook chuckled dryly, dusting his skateboard off. He glanced at Taehyung who was now staring at the ground.

"Really? You're not speaking to me?", the skater scoffed, a little hurt, "Well fine then. I'll be going-".

A tan hand wrapped around his wrist which stopped him in his tracks. He looked over his shoulder to the lost boy sitting on the ground, the once pretty stranger who was now nothing but a pathetic mess.

"I-I", Taehyung tried to find his words but they left once he made eye contact with the younger.

"You what?", the said younger asked bored.

I made him into this, Taehyung thought to himself, he acts as cold as Yoongi does.

Jungkook sighed annoyed, "Well if you have nothing to say-"

"I'm sorry", the blonde blurted out.

"What did you say?"

"I'm sorry... for everything", Taehyung mumbled, internally beating himself up for not having said this earlier, "I-I do like you but I-I'm scared".

Jungkook frowned but his posture softened and he crouched down to be on the same level of the fallen boy.

"Why are you scared?", he asked, grabbing Taehyung's wrist to gently pull it from his.

"Wh-what will happen i-if I end things w-with Yoongi", the blonde stuttered.

"Then you'll be freed from him", Jungkook frowned, confused as to why Taehyung was acting so scared.

"N-No, it's n-not that s-simple", Taehyung shook his head.

The skater reached out to catch the tears falling from the older's eyes but the blonde flinched.

"Then explain to me why", Jungkook sighed, dropping his hand, "I can't help you if you don't tell me why".

"Y-You'd still help me?", Taehyung stared up at him with big eyes.

The younger frowned, "Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"Because of the things I said a few days back...", the blonde casted his gaze to the side, "And breaking my promise".

"Actually...", Jungkook trailed off, "I did something stupid too".

The blonde looked back up at him confused.

"I might have told Jin about how abusive Yoongi is".

"What!?", Taehyung squeaked, "Why did you do that!?"

Jungkook quickly took the older's hands in his to calm him down, "Because I couldn't just sit around and see Jin being so oblivious. He had to know the truth so he'd support you and not that monster-"

"He'll kill me", Taehyung wheezed, his eyes ringing loudly, "Oh god he's going to actually murder me".

Jungkook frowned, seeing Taehyung this distressed and squeezed his hands.

"You're going to be fine-"

The blonde's hands slipped out of the younger's and clutched the ravenhead's collar instead.

"You don't understand", he whispered, "He has killed someone before- numerous people- I- oh my god- what did you do".

Jungkook's eyes widened and he shot up, swiftly glancing around, before pulling Taehyung from the ground. The blonde wobbled on his legs, panic still surging through his veins and his fingers wrapped around Jungkook's biceps to keep himself standing.

"Let's go to your flat", Jungkook said, dragging a seemingly paralyzed Taehyung with him who had trouble breathing. Before the younger was aware of the ragged breathing the blonde had already fainted. His head almost hitting the pavement if it wasn't for Jungkook's strong arms wrapping around his waist to keep him standing. The ravenhead quickly picked him up, thinking he couldn't carry the older like this on the street he decided to wait for Taehyung to wake up in the skate park, lying him down on the bench. He sat down beside him and held his head in his hands.

"What have you gotten yourself into?"