Tattoo Namkook

Chapter 1

I sat in the ally crying my eyes out. Why does everything I do cause pain, why did he have to leave me? Was it cause I wasn't good enough for him? I swear I'll do better...please just come back...

I felt a rain drop hit my ear and then another and another until it started pouring outside. I dug my face into my knees feeling the cold water hit my head. I tensed up when I heard thunder roar making the ground shake a little beneath me. I hugged my knees tightly in fear. Footsteps started echoing down the ally along with chatter.

They must be drunk..

"Hey kid!" One of the older men called out. Please don't be talking to me..
"Hey kid!" The footsteps got closer to me. "Why don't you come with me and my friends?" The man kneeled in front of me and I looked up. I shook my head. "No? Well..I don't take no for an answer." His voice was nice and then turned demanding making me shake a little. "Aww are you scared? You don't need to be scared I promise I'll go easy on you." He picked me up making me stand and my lip started to quiver.
"S-sir, I-I don't want t-to go." They chuckled. "You pushed your limits kid." He reached down to my but and grabbed it. He licked his lips and leaned towards my lips. I tried pushing away but nothing worked. "Agh!" He fell to the ground and I looked up to see a tall handsome man.

"How many times do I have to tell you to leave the kids alone!? You fucking child molester!!" He kicked they other man. "I-I'm Sorry!" He begged. "Leave!!" They got up running. I looked back at the man. "I-I'm s-sorry." I started crying again and tried wiping my tears away. "Why are you sorry?" "I'm sorry f-for e-everything." He sighed. "Look kid I'm gonna be kind with you, would you like a ride home?"

Home?....

"What's your name?" I looked at him again. "J-Jungkook.." "Well Jungkook where do you live?" I looked down feeling sadder. "I-I don't have a home anymore..." he looked at me confused. "What do you mean?" I calmed down a bit. "I-i ran away from home.." he put his hands on his hips. "Your parents are probably worried sick." I shook my head. "They don't care..." I started shivering. "God it's cold.." I whispered to myself. He grabbed my wrist and started walking towards the police station. I tried pulling away. "PLEASE!! Don't send me home!!!" I started sobbing. He stopped walking but still held my wrist. "Give me one good reason to not send you home?"

Namjoons pov

I was losing my patience. He was gonna say something but he was taking to long. I turned around and started walking. "W-WAIT! M-my parents are abusive.." he sounded like he regretted what he said and I stopped walking. Everything was silent except for the rain and the occasional thunder. I turned around to face the boy. His lips where blue and he was shivering. "Fine..." I thought for a minute. "Do you wanna come to my place? You look cold." He hesitated then nodded. "My cars this way." I pointed to the parking lot at the tattoo shop. He. Nodded and we started walking towards the car.

He got in the back seat and I sat in the front. "Are you sure you wanna sit in the back?" He nodded. I started up the car and occasionally looking at Jungkook through the mirror. He was wet and cold. His elbow rested on the door and his jaw rested on his hand. He watched the street lights and cars pass by as I drove the car. He looked depressed but I ignored it thinking he was fine. We arrived at my house and we walked in. I walked to the kitchen after taking off my shoes. "I have rules if your gonna be in my house." He nodded.

"Don't bug me if my door sign says stay out, rule number 2 you have to clean up after yourself." He nodded. "Rule number 3, privacy. 4 take a shower everyday, I don't need a smelly house." He nodded again. "Thank you...uh.." "Namjoon my name is Namjoon." He smiled. "Thank you Namjoon." He sneezed after his sentence and sniffled. "I'm gonna go set you up a warm bath.. I don't want to get sick and my mom wouldn't want anyone else to get sick either." He nodded and followed me upstairs towards the bathroom. I opened the door and turned on the tub faucet. I put in some soap making it bubbly. "Towels in the top cabinet."

Jungkooks pov

I nodded and he got up. "I'll give you some clothes after your bath." "Yes sir." He chuckled. "You can call me Namjoon." I nodded and waved while closing the door. I took off my clothes immediately getting into the bath. I sighed. "It's been so long since I got to relax in comfort.." I closed my eyes drifting off into dreams, dreams I wish weren't there when I was happy..

My dad was in front of me as I was frozen. "You thought you could run from me?" He chuckled and then my mom walked up to him. She stood there looking at me disgusted. "We will always be there to haunt you, you can't escape." She started laughing. I went into panic mode and started hyperventilating. "Jungkook?" I heard namjoons voice echoe. "Jungkook!?" I opened my eyes to feel tears on my cheeks I wiped them away. "Y-yeah?" "I have your clothes." I got out of the bath and rapped a towel around my waist. I opened the door slightly and took the clothes thanking him. It was a shirt and pj pants. I quickly got dressed into them and looked into the mirror. My scars where on display along with healing cuts. I opened the door shakily and saw Namjoon Waiting outside the door patiently. His eyes widened.