Dear Hush | Taejin

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The soft spoken brunette got up from his seat, and left.

Seokjin was stunned.

Benji told him all about Taehyung, and Seokjin couldn't help but feel conflicted.

If he is that heartless, then why did he save me that night and care for me?

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He went to school the next week, and he entered class drowsy and less social than normal.

The incident of the kidnapping was kept secret, so no one knew of what happened and why he stayed home for so long.

He set down his backpack, and jimin skipped over to him cheerfully.

"Hey Jinnie, I missed you!" He exclaimed as he wrapped his small arms around Seokjin, in a hug.

Seokjin gave him a smile, and unpacked his bag.

Taehyung turned in his seat to look at Seokjin, who caught his eye. Taehyung mouthed something to him, who understood the lip movements perfectly.

"Stupid.. you made me bored last week. You're really getting it now," he mouthed to him.

Seokjin looked down, the feeling of fear striking him again.

He stayed extra close to Jimin and Jungkook that day.

They were on their way to lunch when Jungkook stopped, and turned to Seokjin.

"I'm sorry, but I need to talk to Jimin alone for a bit. It's really important," Jungkook said, and Seokjin nodded in understanding.

"What the hell, Kookie? What do you ne-" he was interrupted by Jungkook grabbing his wrist and pulling him inside the men's restroom.

Seokjin sighed softly, and stayed close to the bathroom to wait for them.

He spotted Taehyung talking and laughing loudly with some friends, and he looked away to make himself less noticeable.

Taehyung stopped talking, and told his friends to go ahead without him.

He walked right up to Seokjin, and slammed his hand on one side of Seokjin's head.

He leaned in until they were a breath away, and their eyes met directly.

"Didn't I tell you that you would pay for making me bored last week?" He whispered, Seokjin feeling his hot and minty breath on his lips.

Seokjin let out a shaky breath. It was hard to believe that this was the same man that saved him a week ago.

Taehyung hummed, and leaned into Seokjin's ear so close his cheek touched the latter, who flushed pink on instinct by the touch.

"You're going to make up for last week, Kim Seokjin," he growled.

Seokjin was left on the floor, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes and bruises everywhere on his body.

Taehyung certainly didn't let him forget that he was lower than him.

He clutched the handle of the door of the boys bathroom, and used it to pull himself up.

He gritted his teeth in pain as soreness shot through his body.

He used the walls for support as he made his way over to his locker.

He opened it, and took out his diary to write in it once again.

He didn't even realize how dark the content was getting, and even now as he mindlessly wrote in it more.

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Dear Hush,

Taehyung beat me up to make up for the week worth of beatings I missed last week.

The pain is worse than ever, but not as bad as that day.

Everything is happening all over again, but this time it hurts even more.

I just wish all of this pain would go away.

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He stuffed the diary back in his locker, and closed the door.

He went to the cafeteria alone.

He was halfway through eating his meal when Jungkook and Jimin finally came back.

They looked worried when they first came in, but nothing could compare to the worry that had when they saw him.

Seokjin was eating alone, tufts of hair messy in several places and the jacket he used to cover bruises was on.

"Oh my god Jinnie! We're so sorry," Jimin cried as he ran up to Seokjin.

Tears welled up in Jimin's eyes as Seokjin nodded, avoiding eye contact.

He blamed himself for going out at the wrong time. "If I was just there at that moment, I could have helped," he said shakily, his bottom lip trembling as he hugged Seokjin.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. The space right above his eyes were shaded as he looked down.

"I want to beat up that son of a bitch," he said darkly, balling up his fist in anger.

He looked at Jimin, and they caught each other's gazes.

Jimin looked back at Seokjin, who hugged him back and cried quietly.

Jimin ran his fingers through Seokjin's hair softly and gently, while rubbing his back.

Taehyung walked by, and spotted Jimin comforting Seokjin, and smirked.

"You're doing well Park Jimin," he whispered to himself, chuckling.