Why

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Taehyung looked at the guy he had once loved. He was mean now, completely changed. After BTS disbanded, Hoseok had forced Taehyung to live with him.

"Get your ass over here!" Hoseok yelled and Taehyung made his way over to him, keeping his glance fixed on the floor. Hoseok slapped Taehyung hard across the face, the younger one looking to the side afterwards. "I never loved you." He snapped, slapping Taehyung again as hard as he could.

Hoseok beat Taehyung up and left him on the floor as he went to bed. After a while Taehyung allowed himself to get up and gathered the courage to go to bed.

"You coming to bed?" Hoseok asked and stirred around a little. Taehyung, as usual, didn't reply, he just laid down, his whole body aching. "Who said you could sleep? And who said you could sleep in the bed? You never even talk to me! Why would I allow you to sleep in the same bed as me?"

'Maybe because you forced me to live with you?' Taehyung thought to himself and turned around to face Hoseok.

"Well, I'm waiting for an answer you know." Hoseok asked and brushed a bit of hair out of Taehyung's face. In return, Taehyung just shrugged. He didn't feel like talking. Not to Hoseok at least. The only person Taehyung talked to nowadays was Jin.

Ever since they disbanded two years ago, Taehyung hadn't been the same. He'd been an introvert, and it all got worse after Hoseok forced him to move in with him.

"I really can't make you talk, can I? If you don't talk soon, you'll have to sleep on the couch." Hoseok whispered, his voice low and raspy.

"Ta-... take care... of me..." Taehyung mumbled, his words were barely audible.

"Take care of you?" Hoseok asked. "In what way? There are several ways I could 'take care of you' you know." He smirked as he said the last sentence and rolled on top of Taehyung, only to hear Tae wince and cry out.

"Pain... s-so much pa- ow! Pain..." Taehyung cried, not even managing to wipe his tears because of the pain.

"You want me to treat your pains? Where does it hurt the most, baby?" Hoseok whispered and rolled off, sitting up straight. Taehyung felt he had talked too much already, so he just nodded and pointed to the places that hurt the most.

"Let me give you a bath, yeah?" Hoseok said and picked Taehyung up, gently carrying him to the bathroom. He then put Taehyung on the toilet with the top down and filled the tub with warm water and bubbles. "After the bath I'll make some warm soup for you, does that sound okay?" He asked, washing Taehyung's hair and body thoroughly. Taehyung nodded and winced a little as Hoseok scrubbed a big and painful bruise he had.

The night flew by fast, or so Taehyung thought it did. For Hoseok the night had felt like it would never end. He wanted to beat Taehyung up some more and then find a reason for it later. That's how Hoseok was, he was cruel. If Taehyung was the rabbit, Hoseok was the fox. Taehyung was the prey, and Hoseok wouldn't give upon hunting his prey.

"Hey, slut!" Hoseok yelled the following morning, Taehyung jolting awake from the sudden outburst. "Yeah, I'm talking about you! You're such a slut, you know. You're so worthless, the only reason you're here is so that I can beat you up and have sex with you! Yeah, that's right! You're here for me and my pleasure! Remember when I said I cared? I lied! Anyone who ever loved you was wrong! You're not worthy of love! At all!"

Taehyung was speechless. He knew that everything Hoseok said was true, but it still hurt him. He wanted to cut himself, but the pain from yesterday prevented him from going anywhere.

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