『3 in 1 』

4. Opening Up.

(TRIGGER WARNING! THINGS GET DARK FROM HERE!🐇🖤)

JUNGKOOK'S POV
I can't get to sleep! All I can think about Kim Taehyung...

I sit up on my bed and look around for something to distract me from my boredom.

When I land on a photo... of me and him. Before he abused me, before he left me for her, before when we were... perfect.

His hands wrapped around my waist, back hugging we with the exact same smile he had worn when he...

Kicked me.

Punched me.

Pinched me.

Used me.

Raped me...

(FLASHBACK)
"Jungkook?" I tilt my head upwards to Jimin, who is sitting on the opposite side of the dinner table munching on the food he had prepared. I simply nod slightly and avert my eyes to start another staring contest with my shoes, "Hey... Did anything happen on your date..? You've acting off?" Jimin voice was filled with nothing but comfort and distress.

"I've been fine, Hyung. Perfectly fine, just tired after school." I reply with the most emotionless voice and facial expression ever. Before a single word can leave Jimin's mouth I grab my plate and place it in the sink before whizzing up the stairs as fast as I can.

I can't let him know... at least not now...

"Jungkook, wait a second! What was that bruise on your-?" Jimin shouts from downstairs followed by footsteps indicating that he is running up the stairs to speak to me.

"The team we played was super rough, Jiminie! That's all!" I interrupt him rudely, I just don't want him to think that I'm in trouble. Everyone gets hurt so... I can endure it too, right? I slam the door of the bathroom shut with a loud 'BANG!' just before Jimin could sneak his way in.

When I think Jimin is gone... I hear a small body slide down against the door and small sobs leaving someone's lips. My eyes widen and I almost immediately open the door again to find Jimin curled up in a ball, mumbling under his breath.

"I'm not a bad brother... I know you don't have basketball games on Wednesday's... If you don't tell me, no one will help you!" Jimin stands up onto his two feet and intimidatingly makes his way towards me with his face frowning and fists clenched... reminding me of him.

This was the way he would approach me just to hurt me. Whether physically, mentally, emotionally or even sexually... he would always end up hurting either JK, Kookie or myself.

"DON'T HURT ME AGAIN, YUGYEOM!" I stumble backwards and hide my face with my sweater paws, Jimin hesitates to continue to approach me in such manner...

"Yugyeom hurt you?!" Jimin exclaims while rushing over to me to calm me down, hugging me tightly against his chest and whisper sweet nothings into my ears as I continue to cry like a wailing baby, "Jungkook, you need to open up to someone whether it's a friend or lover, you need someone. Or else you won't get the help you need when I'm not able to provide it..."