[a/n: trigger warning - derogatory terms]
...
time flew by fast. the two weeks of vacation had passed by so rapidly that no one had noticed it was time to go back home. the days had gone by with barely any problems; it had, by far, been the best time of jimin's life.
unfortunately, jimin had no idea what the next days would bring. he wasn't sure whether his parents would continue to pester him. school would start again, where he would have to face jungkook, and most likely tell him that taehyung and him were dating. he wasn't sure whether he was ready for that, either. truthfully, he didn't ever want to leave hawaii; sadly, all things would have to come to an end.
before anyone knew it, all six boys were back in their own homes, safe and sound. it felt as if only one day had passed.
jimin simply lay on his bed, thinking his thoughts. hoseok was out somewhere, presumably on a date with yoongi. jimin's phone was lying somewhere in his room, though he wasn't quite sure where it was. he didn't really care, either.
unfortunately, that also meant that he didn't see the notifications which popped up on his screen.
mom >> jimin
mom >> dont go on the bus.
mom >> your dad's gonna come pick you up from camp instead.
jimin fell asleep, unbeknownst of the text messages.
•••
jimin suddenly sprang up from his bed, alarmed as the loud ringing from his phone resonated throughout his room.
he quickly found his phone, but his stomach dropped upon reading the caller number. it was his dad. taking a deep breath, he hesitantly answered.
"jimin!" his dad's voice screamed through the phone, his words dripping with venom. "where the fuck are you?!"
jimin froze, unsure of what his father was talking about. "w-what do you mean? i'm on the bus," he stuttered.
"don't lie to me," he snarled, "i'm at camp right now. the counselors told me that you had left on the first day. when i get back home, i'm going to fuck you up so bad. you're such a disappointment, jimin! don't you ever forget that. i knew you were a mistake."
with that, jimin's dad ended the call. jimin dropped his phone, absolutely paralyzed in fear. his heart thumped wildly; he thought his days of getting abused were over. taehyung's plan had failed. he had been caught in a lie.
he knew the only way to escape from his father's wrath would be to run away. thinking fast, jimin grabbed his wallet, charger, and phone, along with some extra necessities such as clothes and hygiene products. he stuffed them in a large backpack and grabbed a quick sticky note, writing a message for hoseok in messy handwriting.
'hey, this is jimin. my parents found out that i had ran away from the camp. my dad threatened to beat me up again. he knows where we live. probably gonna stay over at taehyung's place until they give up. if someone knocks on the door, don't answer. love you, bye!'
he stuck the note on hoseok's pillow and swung his backpack over his shoulders, rapidly heading out and locking the door behind him.
not knowing where else to go for refuge, jimin ran over to his boyfriend's apartment, hoping that he was at home.
he rode the elevator up to taehyung's floor and swung open the door, not bothering to knock. he invited himself in and saw taehyung sitting on the couch along with another familiar figure. jungkook.
they were both watching some kind of show on the tv, on opposite ends of the couch, but just the sight of them together made jimin's heard twinge with jealousy. he really hoped jungkook hadn't tried any moves on taehyung; as far as jimin knew, the younger boy still had a crush on taehyung.
taehyung's head tilted towards jimin, and his eyes widened at the sight of the disheveled boy standing in his doorway. "jimin! what happened?!"
"my parents," jimin sniffled and clutched the straps of his backpack harshly, his knuckles turning white. "they found out i ran away from camp. my dad threatened to beat me up again. can i stay with you until they're gone?"
taehyung nodded quickly, enveloping the shorter boy in a tight, comforting hug. "you don't even have to ask," he murmured, kissing jimin's forehead softly. "of course you can stay."
jimin let a couple of tears slide down his heated face as he returned taehyung's hug. "thank you," he whispered hoarsely. "thank you so much."
"i'd do anything for you," taehyung responded, pulling away from the hug. "here, let me get you a glass of water."
taehyung retreated into his kitchen and began fumbling around, searching for a glass. jungkook suddenly stood up from the couch and paused the show, catching jimin's attention.
"uh, hey, jungkook," jimin greeted the younger boy awkwardly. "i hope i didn't interrupt anything.
"i heard you and taehyung are dating now," jungkook responded with a sly smirk, his eyes glinting mischievously as he followed taehyung into small yet polished kitchen.
curious as to what he was up to, jimin nodded and hesitantly followed the younger boy.
taehyung heard footsteps behind him, but he didn't turn around, still intent on finding jimin a glass. "jimin? is everything okay?"
jungkook simply walked up to taehyung. he grabbed his shoulders and turned taehyung around, smashing his lips onto his. jimin let out a half-hearted groan. seriously? that was his master plan to make jimin mad? there was no way taehyung was gonna kiss him back, right?
but alas. taehyung's eyes were closed, yet he kissed back, moving his lips against jungkook's and wrapping his arms around his waist.
jimin wasn't entirely sure what had just happened and why it did, but he didn't like it.
the sight of jimin's boyfriend kissing someone else sent him reeling. jimin's stomach fell to the floor; his eyes welled up with tears. he let out a quiet cry and fled the kitchen, running into the bathroom and locking the door behind him.
it was too much. he was tired of getting abused. he was tired of getting betrayed. he was tired of living. he could hear angry shouts coming from the kitchen, along with thumping footsteps and the loud slam of a door. he ignored it. jimin backed up against the shower and slid down onto the cold, tiled floor, his head reeling, his eyes clouded.
someone banged on the bathroom door. "jimin," taehyung cried, his voice hitching in hiccups. "open the door. please. i thought you were kissing me, s-so i kissed b-back. i d-didn't know it was jungkook. i'm s-so sorry."
jimin blocked out taehyung's pleas and apologies. he let his head fall back and roughly hit the door of the shower. pain seared through the back of his head; his vision began to blacken around the edges, creeping closer until jimin was swallowed by darkness.
