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JUNGKOOK

Jungkook arrived back at Jin's later that night. Everyone was in the kitchen. Jin was treating Jimin who looked badly hurt. He had a black eye, a scraped cheek, busted lip and bloody nose. He was sobbing as Jin cleaned up his face. Namjoon was on the phone.

There were no signs of Taehyung, the boy who Jungkook was looking for. He excused himself after being concerned with Jimin, running upstairs to his bedroom, shared with Taehyung.

He opened the door to see Taehyung stuffing clothes into a duffle bag. He didn't notice Jungkook come in. He was too busy mumbling to himself. Tears rolled down his cheek as he pulled his clothes out of the draw and forced them into the bag.

"Tae? Tae what are you doing" Taehyung jumped, startled at the sound of Jungkook's concerned voice.

"I-I- I need to go" he sobbed before continuing to stuff clothes.

"No! Taehyung what happened. Please tell me stop it! Stop!" He rushed to Taehyung's side, blocking him from packing the duffle bag. He grabbed the boys face to make him look at himself.

"I'm not the person you think I am Jungkook. I'm not perfect, I'm not innocent" he said quietly, ashamed. He hid his eyes behind his fringe as he pushed away from Jungkook.

"You can't leave. Just talk to me please Tae" Jungkook begged, stopped him from continuing to pack.

"I'm a criminal. I stabbed my own step father. You don't deserve this" he cried out before storming into the bathroom. Jungkook sat there. Staring in space as the shock hit him. His boyfriend had stabbed someone, perhaps he'd killed them. But it was Taehyung. The bright and happy boy who smiled through everything. He made everything just a bit better.

Jungkook stood from his sitting position, calmly following Taehyung to the bathroom. Taehyung opened his mouth to speak before Jungkook cut him off harshly.

"Just explain. Please" he said sternly. He sat on the side of the bath tub, looking at the older boy. Taehyung sighed before sitting, wiping the tears of shame and regret from his cheeks.

"He was horrible. He abused my sister. He killed my mom. I couldn't take it anymore so I- I stabbed him. I don't know if he's dead or alive. I don't really want to know" he explained. He spoke slowly. His eyes were closed as he tried not to break into tears.

"He doesn't deserve to live after what he did to my mom Jungkook. H-he knocked her out and raped her before shooting her through the chest. All while me and my sister sat in the next room. It wasn't fair. I just regret it. I should've got my sister out of there. Instead I was a pussy and I stabbed him and ran. If he's still alive then- then. Oh my god what if he's alive" he finally broke into a fit of sobs. Tears rolled down his red cheeks as he held his head in hands. What he was surprised to feel was Jungkook's protective arm around him, rubbing his back and holding him close.

"You're okay Taehyung. It's okay"

"It's not. I'm a wanted perhaps murderer. If I get caught you'll get dragged into this mess. I'm such a selfish piece of shit"

"No you're not! You tried to protect your sister and that bastard got stabbed. It was his fault. As for me I'll be fine. I'm sure they want me for something too Tae. We'll be okay"

"I don't deserve you"

"We can still run"

"What?"

"We can get out of here"

"What about Jin and Namjo-"

"They can come with us"