The story of how a deaf and shy high schooler, Kim Seokjin falls in love with his bully, Kim Taehyung.
But no one quite knows the real pain and secrets Seokjin truly holds beyond his smile. No one but Hush, what he names the letters he writes to hi...
Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows when he made it into his driveway.
Seokjin was fast asleep.
He was about to shake him awake, before thinking twice and pulling his hand back.
He hated being nice to Seokjin, but considering that he was nearly raped he couldn't find it within himself to say or do anything.
He gripped the steering wheel, and pounded on the arm rest.
This was such a breach of his faith.
He looked over at Seokjin again, and sighed. He got out of the car, and walked to open the passenger side door.
He watched Seokjin sleeping peacefully, and ran his fingers through his own hair.
Should I carry him in..?
He reached towards Seokjin, bringing his arms around the others figure, and took a deep breath, ready to carry the innocent young man.
That is, until his brother entered the scene.
"Hyung, I have it ready," he called out, coming towards Taehyung with a straight face.
Taehyung quickly let go of Seokjin, placing him back in the seat.
"Actually, can you get him in?" Taehyung asked quietly, pointing at Seokjin.
Jeong gyu looked at him weirdly. "Why don't you do it yourself?"
Taehyung sighed, and gave his little brother a deep and terrifying glare, the kind he gave to Seokjin but more brotherly.
"Right," Jeong gyu whispered, looking down to avoid eye contact.
They made it inside the house, with Seokjin on Jeong gyu's back.
I never do this kind of work. I'm sleeping for a few days after this, and I'll let my kpop idols take over from there.
Jeong gyu went up the stairs and into the guest room, placing Seokjin on the bed carefully.
He blushed a little at how beautiful Seokjin was, especially while he was sleeping.
He's like an idol, Jeong gyu thought. I am lucky to have him as my future brother in law, seeing how nice he appears to be.
He couldn't help but notice the hickeys and marks that were all over Seokjin's skin, and he felt bad for Seokjin and angry at the same time towards the man who scarred the young male.
What an asshole.
He stepped out of the room, finding Taehyung walking into his own room. He's let him be, not wanting to cause another argument.
He turned off the lights, and went into his room. He closed the door, locked it, and laid down on his bed, bringing out his phone.
He brought the phone close to his face, and turned it on.
He scrolled through Instagram, smiling and liking every meme and kpop idol post that caught his eye.
The young male fell asleep at 3 am, tired but not regretting how late he stayed up even though he knew it was tearing his metabolism apart.
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Taehyung sent Seokjin home the next day, with a piece of toast with jam on it.
"And no, I'm not driving you home. Yesterday was all the kindness you're getting from me, now get out of my house."
Seokjin nodded with a small smile, and went out. He was saved by Taehyung, slept in his house, and given breakfast.
But most importantly on his mind, he was wearing Taehyung's clothes.
They felt so comfortable, and they had Taehyung's familiar scent of cinnamon on them. He wondered what kind of laundry detergent he used to make it smell like that.
He felt his cheeks grow hot at the thought that at one point Taehyung had been wearing the same clothes.
He opened the door to his home, to see quite a strange sight.
Six people were in his home, all asleep. Namjoon was asleep on the computer desk.
Yoongi and Hoseok were laying on the couch, and Jihyo was sleeping with her head down on the kitchen table.
Jungkook was sitting a chair, his head down on the school desk that Seokjin used to use when he was home schooled.
Jimin was right in front of him in a chair, leaning his head back far enough to rest on Jungkook's.
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Seokjin closed the door quietly, making sure not to make a sound.
However, one person woke up.
Jihyo raised her head with tired eyes, and her black hair messy. Her vision cleared, trying to see him through the sun light.
She jolted upward when she saw who it was, nearly falling out of her chair.
She ran to Seokjin, and enveloped her son in a large hug, who immediately hugged back.
"Baby," she cried. "You've been missing for over a day! Tell me what happened.. please.."
Seokjin refused to tell her anything, and all she did was hug him tighter, running her fingers through his hair.
He opened his bag, and took out his diary. He ripped out a page, gave it to Jihyo, and went to sit on the couch with Hoseok and Yoongi, who were still asleep.
He quickly fell asleep, squished between two of his friends, putting a blanket over all three of them.
Jihyo read the diary entry.
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Dear Hush,
Yesterday was the worst day that has ever happened to me in my entire life.
I was kidnapped.
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Jihyo brought a fist to her mouth, crying as she continued to read all the details.
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Taehyung saved me. He punched the man before anything happened, and he brought me to his house.
He let me sleep over, and made sure that before I left I would eat and have new clothing.
I didn't think of how he treated me in the past, and I didn't think of how he would treat me in the future.
All I could think of was that he was my hero last night.
