My Loving Bully

Chapter 5

Taehyung waited for the boys to come thirty minutes. While waiting, he heard some noise, nothing he would have dream. The two dogs were barking like crazy upstairs. The first one that came was Seokjin. Taehyung offered him a drink. Seokjin said yes. They went to the kitchen, to get away from the loud noise.

While Taehyung was filling a glass with water, he saw some stuff stuck under his friend's nails. He looked more attentively. It was some dried blood, well it looked like it. He gave Seokjin his glass of water. Taehyung leaned on the counter behind him. He stared at Seokjin until the guy felt a little uncomfortable. Seokjin raised a brow at Taehyung.

"What do you want? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Taehyung continued to stare at Seokjin, his lips sealed together. Seokjin took a refill of water. Taehyung had not moved

. "Seriously dude, what do you want from me?"

Seokjin raised his hand and started to move to slap Taehyung on the cheek. He was millimeters away from touching Taehyung's skin when the purple-haired caught the blonde's wrist.

"What were you going to do?" Taehyung's voice was deeper than usual.

Seokjin smile cockily at Taehyung.

"I was going to slap a dumbass because he wouldn't respond me."

"You calling me a dumbass when you fucking beat up two people, asshole? You know you could go to jail, you fucking cunt?" Seokjin raised a brow before sending Taehyung one of his charming smile.

Seokjin came closer of Taehyung. He leaned on Taehyung, gripping the counter to be face to face with his friend. Taehyung did not look back. It was a staring contest between the two. "And what if I fucking beat them up? That bitch Kunpimook won't stop copying me for my clothes and I fucking know Mark is also copying me. I don't care if they're uglier than they were before. It's there problems, not mine." Seokjin whispered to himself, "shouldn't have mess with me . They were staring at each other. Seokjin's pride was to big for him to look away from Taehyung's eyes and Taehyung was just having fun. They did stop until a knock was heard coming the front.

They went in the living room. Namjoon and Hoseok were speaking together outside the house. They all got seated in the living-room on the different furniture. "Park Jimin,get your ass here! Yoongi, stop fucking Jimin! Come in the fucking living-room, fucking horny dogs! Yelled Taehyung in the house.

The guys started a conversation without waiting for the others to come down. It did not take long before Jimin and Yoongi walked down together. They had messy hair, scratches and hickeys on their neck. Their cheeks were a rosy color.

"I asked you that question. WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS INTERRUPTING US STUPID JERK!" He was red of anger but Yoongi mumbled little words in Jimin's ear and he calmed down.

"Next time, don't tell me to invite guests when you're fucking one of your so called friend." Taehyung answered him." Now, who wanna play GTA?"

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It hurt. It hurt. a lot. All of his body hurt. His cheeks, his chest, his head and his heart. Why did Seokjin not like him? What did he do wrong? Mark too had a cut on his lip. What did Mark do to him ? Why Taehyung didn't help him when he was hurt? He thought he didn't saw him across the street but he saw him. He ignored him and went away. He needed his friends to help him. He needed them. Jungkook, Yugyeom, Youngjae, where were they? That thought was the last before Kunpimook blacked out, in the street, alone.

Word count: 620 words

Edited on December 6th, 2019