FATE // vminkook

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Taehyung sits in the school library, looking through a photography book. It was the period before lunch and he sneaked out of history class to come in here.

He's always loved the smell of books. He would love to just sit in a library and sip coffee even though he doesn't drink it.

He was looking at all the beautiful pictures that were taken for the book and sighed. He wished he had a camera that could take pictures this good. It would be nice to be able to take pictures that people loved.

Taehyung was just sitting silently as he looked at all the books when he heard some people whispering in the corner behind the last row in the library.

Taehyung perked up and put his ear closer, recognizing the traumatizing voice. Ralph. He was in the isle behind him.

"I'm going to fucking tell. I should have done it the day he went missing, but I though he got scared and ran away," Ralph says, "but after what that Jungkook kid said, I know they did something to him."

"Dude, you don't think those fuckers killed him? I think it's shit," the unfamiliar voice claims.

Taehyung swallowed deeply and he continued to listen.

"Well, that little faggot has those friends, but it wasn't Jimin or  Jungkook that was there," Ralph says, "you know that guy Yoongi?"

"The one that beat the shit out of you?"

"Fuck off," Ralph scoffs, "the reason he did that because I was talking about the bitch. He was the one that came before Jonas did that day.

The guys sinkers at the hidden joke. Taehyung pales at the insensitive, horrible joke. Taehyung assumes his rapist was named Jonas which made him feel disgusted. He didn't want to know his fucking name.

"Yoongi? Hmm. He's a bitch."

"I know. He knows I was there. But I can tell on his ass before he can tell on me."

"Dude, you actually think the guy killed Jonas?"

"I do."

Taehyung's heart stopped and he put a hand over his mouth to stop his rapid breathing.

"I'm going to tell before he does. Soon."

"But, won't you get in trouble for raping that kid?"

"Fuck no. What proof do they have? I wasn't the one that raped him anyway."

Taehyung clenched his eyes shut. He was going to get Yoongi in trouble and get away with rape. Taehyung couldn't handle that.

"Alright, dude. Tell me how it goes."

"Okay."

Taehyung hides himself in the corner when the unknown guy walks past his isle. Taehyung quickly gets up and gasps when he runs into Ralph who looks down at him angrily.

When he sees Taehyung's scared face he smirks, "Little fag, what do we have here?"

Taehyung's eyes teared up, "Y-you can't tell."

Ralph just smiled and pushed Taehyung until he hit the shelf behind him, "I will do what I want. You can't get me in trouble, faglet. You have no proof."

Taehyung let out a sob, "I-I will do anything for you not to tell on him."

Ralph just darkly chuckles, "Anything?"

Taehyung cries and suddenly his throat his being held tightly, "You know," Ralph whispers in his ear, "I've been thinking about your naked body," he says, his hand coming and dipping into Taehyung's pants. Taehyung chokes on his sob as Ralph's hand squeezes his ass and throat.

"Maybe you could be a little good fag and give me a show, huh? I think I deserve a little prize since you slapped me the other day," He whispers as his finger slips between Taehyung's butt cheeks.

Taehyung was starting to hyperventilate, his arms weak as they try to push him off, "P-p-please, s-stop!"

Ralph just laughs and touches Taehyung's hole, Taehyung trying to get away, "Stop moving or I will fucking rape you again."

Taehyung was freaking out. He was shaking and crying so hard that he couldn't breathe. Past memories of of being held down and getting forcefully fucked shot through his mind along with what Ralph was doing and saying at the moment. Taehyung was in hell.

Suddenly a hand slaps over Taehyung's mouth, "You're fucking crying too loud you little bitch," Ralph hisses, taking his hand out of Taehyung's pants and moving his hand to stick his finger in Taehyung's mouth.

"Suck it, whore," Ralph says, "taste what was in your ass, you fucking faggot."

Taehyung choked on the finger in his mouth, falling on the ground when Ralph finally backed up from him, wiping his wet finger on his pants.

"If you come around my place this Saturday around midnight, I will keep quiet about your friend, got it?" Ralph says, kicking Taehyung slightly as he quietly sobbed into the carpet.

Taehyung just painfully and slowly nodded. Ralph chuckled and ripped a page from one of the books on a shelf, writing down his address and dropping it on Taehyung, "Be there or else your friend goes bye bye."

Ralph snickers as he walks off.

Taehyung couldn't even phantom anything. He couldn't breathe, think, hear, or feel. He just cried and cried.

He felt humiliated. He felt worthless. He felt like a whore. He felt disgusted. He felt envious of the guy that Yoongi killed. He wanted to die so bad at the moment.

But all he could do was cry and let his broken, silent tears drip into the carpet in the back of the large library at school where he was just molested.

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OH IM FUCMINH MAD AT WREKET RAPLH LOOKIN ASS BTCJ ASH SKSBISSN I CANT TYPE IM SO PISSED UGH FUCK U BROOKE FOR WRITING THIS FUCK U

No but for real what is my precious baby I love with my heart protect at all cost innocent angel princess baby boy culture little cutie Tae gunna do?