STRANGERS ➣ TAEJIN ✓

eight

It was nearing the time to leave, Seokjin and Taehyung wanted to spend time together before leaving. Taehyung said he had something planned for the boy and he couldn't help but be excited. Changing is outfit and fixing his hair he was now ready to go he practically skipped out of his bedroom.

Trying to sneak out the front door, he was caught by his mother who was standing there with her arms folded against her chest. "Where are you going, honey?" She asks sweetly.

"Out," he answers almost in a whisper, his back still facing her.

"With who?" His father chimes in walking towards them.

"Taehyung," He answers turning back to the pair. "He said he has so-"

"Seokjin! You can't just follow that boy around like some lost puppy! He no good for you honey," Mrs. Kim cries out grabbing onto her son's arm.

"If he told you to jump off a bridge would you do it?" Mr. Kim questions eyes seeming to burn into Seokjin's skull.

"Yes I would jump off that bridge, I'd do anything for him," Seokjin answers, eyes focused on the ground.

"You have got to be kidding me," Mr. Kim scoffs out in disgust.

"I love him so much, more than you will understand," He cries out "You can't do this to me. I need him he makes me so happy."

"What's next? You're going to tell us you lost your virginity to that boy," Mr. Kim sneers turning his back.

"Of course I did. Do you need the video as proof?" Seokjin replies smirking up at his father.

"Video?!" Mr. Kim shouts staring at the boy in disbelief.

"Kim Seokjin, what has gotten into you?" Mrs. Kim asks releasing his arm.

"I've always been like this. You think I'm perfect, dressing me up as if I'm some kind of doll, a puppet you can parade around with and show off to your friends," Seokjin answers his body shaking with anger. "You know nothing about me or what Taehyung and I do."

"You're not allowed to see that boy anymore," Mr. Kim tells him standing in front of the boy. "Call him and break up with him right now."

"Whatever," Seokjin mutters walking towards the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Mr. Kim orders and the boy looks back at his parents laughing before placing his hand on the doorknob

"Taehyung's house, he's waiting for me. Don't bother searching for me either, who knows if I'll even be there?" He answers walking out.

"Seokjin!" he heard his mother yell after him as he ran out his home. He ran as fast as he could only looking back to see his father's car trailing behind him, his eyes widen and stood there in shock. "Go Seokjin!" His mind yells at him but his body can't move.

Mr. Kim smoothly drives up to the boy smirking as he rolled down the window. "Get in Seokjin," he hissed.

He shook his head frantically unable to speak. "What do you think your little boyfriend is going to save you? He doesn't love you," Mr. Kim scoffs. "You're just his little slut, don't come crying to me when he breaks up with you."

Seokjin eyes narrow in disgust, wondering how the man in front of him was someone that used to love and take of care of him, wondering how and why he is spilling hatred towards his son. "F-Fuck you," he stutters out, hot tears run down his face as he watches his father step out of the vehicle.

Mr. Kim walks over and pulls on the boy's arm, Seokjin tries to pull away. "Let me go!" He screams out wriggling out his father's grip, he finally runs away.

The man scoffs getting back inside his car following the boy. Seokjin runs around the town only to make it to Taehyung's house. "What are you doing here?" Taehyung jumps seeing the sweaty and exhausted boy climbing through his window.

Seokjin takes a seat on the bed and Taehyung hands him a bottle of water, to get him to calm down. "My dad is looking for me? We have to get my things if we want to leave tomorrow, they are not going to let me go if I go home now," Seokjin explains taking a sip of the water. "It's all my fault, I should have just stayed home."

"They would have done it anyway, it's me after all," Taehyung reassures taking a seat on the bed.

"I know," the older mumbles staring idly at the blank wall. "I'm sorry."

"Why?" He asks.

"Because everyone treats you badly? Because they hate you?" Seokjin questions, his voice cracking hopelessly.

"So? You don't treat me badly and I'm dating you not your parents," Taehyung chuckles gaining a confused expression from Seokjin. "I only love you. The only thing I care about is treating you right, not what others think."

"You're so strong," he nods.

"Me and my noodle arms are strong you say?" Taehyung jokes flexing his muscles.

Seokjin giggles as he smacks the boy's arm down and looks at him for a moment. "Oh hush, I meant you're strong mentally. You take so much shit. yet here you are living your life as normal or at least normal as it could get. I would snap if I was in your place, how do you do it?" He asks.

"You want to know the truth?" Taehyung questions and Seokjin looks up at him. "You're the only reason why I'm still sane, without you I would have lost my mind a long time ago. I don't know if you can tell, but I need you so much more than you think."

Taehyung looks down at his feet for a moment dragging it across the hardwood floor. "I was afraid to tell you that, I was afraid you would leave me," he admits, eyes still focused on the ground.

Seokjin smiles to himself, but his smile turns into a smirk when he looks at the boy his head is still down. He lifts his chin placing a small kiss on his cheeks, then his forehead, his nose and finally his lips. Leaning his head on the younger's shoulder leaving the both of them a blushing mess.

"I love you," Taehyung whispers intwerening their fingers.

"I love you too," Seokjin mumbles smiling happily at their hands.