Blood Childhood - KTH

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Losing control | Five

02.04.2016



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Groaning I turned around, my tired, swollen eyes opening at the sound of my phone. I rubbed my eyes while grabbing my phone from my nightstand before letting out a big yawn. "Hello?" I asked, not knowing who had called since I was too tired to look at the caller-ID. "Hey Miyoung, it's me." I heard his deep voice say. "Oh hey." I said, my voice clearly letting him know I just woke up since it was so raspy. "Why are you calling?" I asked as I slowly pushed myself up to sit against my pillows. "I heard you were sick?" He said as I could hear the concern in his now soft voice.

I furrowed my eyebrows, did my mom tell him? "E-eh yeah?" I responded, not knowing what else to say. "Can I come over?" He said before I could mutter out someting else. "I guess so?" I answered him, the sentence coming out more like a question than I suposedly ment . "Yay! I'll bring food kay?" I immediatly smiled a bit at the fact he was going to bring food, the thought alone reminded me of my empty stomach. "Yes! Thanks Tae." "Ok!, I'll see you innn... ten minutes." "I'll be waiting." I smiled before ending the call.

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The moment I heard the brake of a bike screech outside I forced myself to get out of my bed, taking a glance outside only to see Taehyung set his vehicle aside. I grined as I saw him dragging a big bag of food while walking to the door, clearly struggling.

While I was running downstairs - more like not trying to fall since I was still tired and worn-off - the bell rang. "Hey there." I smiled as I saw his face the moment I opened the door. "I got ya food~" He sang as he walked inside. Letting the bags fall on the kitchen table he turned around to see me slowly walk towards a chair. "How do you feel?" He asked, starting to get everything out of the bags. "Terrible, but could be worse." I said, inhaling the delicious smell of fresh food.

I  smiled and sat down, him doing the same. "Hmm, I got radish kimchi and some ramen. Good?" He asked as he started taking everything out of the bags. I nodded. "Can I have the kimchi?" I asked. He nodded and smiled before shoving it towards me. "Why are you smiling?" "I knew you were going to take that." He said, smirking. I sighed but couldn't help to smile a bit.

"Miyoung?" He asked while I took the food greedily with my both hands. "Yes?" I responded while taking my chopsticks, ready to attack. "Where's your bracelet?" He said, his voice stern. "At the jewelry store. I broke the lock-thingy while working and they are repairing it." I answered akwardly, still not knowing why he was so weird about that bracelet.

It stayed silent for a while before he stood up. "I'm sorry I just need to be alone for a minute, I don't feel well." And he just stormed off after that, leaving me behind. Ok then? Let's leave him alone for a while? The fuck is wrong with him? I shrugged and started to eat, way too hungry to leave it get cold. But after a few seconds I stood up because I felt myself getting worried. I shouldn't leave him alone if he doesn't feel well. Maybe I even got him sick.

I ran upstairs to search for him since I saw him running there. "TAE?!" I shouted. Silence. I furrowed, he didn't faint or something right? With me being sick I can't take care of someone else at all. I noticed the door of my room being closed, I left it open? "Taehyung, are you in there?" I said, knocking on the door. All I heard was shuffling and deep breathing. "Taehyung open up please, I don't want you to die in there." I said while trying to open the door which he had locked. "Go away."

I stepped back. "K then." I said annoyed now. I walked back but I wasn't planning on goinig downstairs again. I went to the bathroom and took the extra key from the drawer. Walking back and silently opening the door I peeked inside to see Tae sit on the edge of my bed, his face in his hands and trying to keep his breathing under control. "Taehyung?" I said in a softer tone, going inside and walking towards him. He didn't seem to notice me so I sat infront of him, placing my hands on his cheeks. "Taehyung? Are you ok?"

The moment he felt my hands his head shot up, his hands now gripping the edge of the mattres tightly in his hands while his right foot tapped on the wooden floor. My breath got stuck in my troath when I saw his dark eyes, his eyebrows in a deep furrow. "Tae, what is going on?" I said, gripping his shoulders and shaking him lighlty.

Before I knew it my back hit the floor, making me flinch. "Ah, tae!" I said, sitting up and rubbing my back. "What the fuck is wrong with-" My eyes widened when he came on top of me, pushing me back on the floor again hardly. I froze when the tip of his nose ran along the side of my neck.

"Stop this taehyung." I said, my voice wavering in fear. He didn't listen and continued, now burrying his face in the crook of my neck and breathing in deeply. "You know Miyoung, I always tried to contain myself when you didn't have it on." He whispered as he lifted his face. His dark eyes staring trough mine. "It's so hard, it hurts you know." He gripped my jaw in his hands and squeezed it painfully. "But it's not like you fucking care right? Since you act so carelessly about it!" He spat.

I tried to push him away but it was like he got stronger. I was just weak at this moment, not able to even pull my face away from his iron grip. "Ahh, you smell so good and sweet." He said, kissing the side of my neck which made me freeze again. "And we both know I love sweets." He slurred, licking my neck.

"I give up." He whispered, so silent I almost didn't hear it. He let out a chuckle before I felt two sharp things sink in the tender skin of my neck.

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Author-note:

NOW WE CAN START THE ACTUALL STORY YEET
Those were actually all kind of prologues if you didn't notice