Taehyung screamed out in pain, as the man grasped onto him, bruising his slender wrists in the process. The younger squirmed around, crying out for help as the man on top of him licked his chapped lips hungrily.
"Ah, ah. Don't make this worse by squirming." The man said, his gruff voice thick with arousal as he lowered one of his large palms onto Taehyung's ripped black jeans.
"P-please, please get off!" Taehyung whimpered, his voice trembling with fear as his eyes begged for the man to stop, but that wasn't going to happen. The man placed his lips onto Taehyung's long neck, nipping down on it making Taehyung thrash and kick around.
Taking his lips off of Taehyung's neck for a second, the man stared him over before forcing his mouth onto Taehyungs. After a few seconds, he sat up again and cocked one of his bushy eyebrows, peering down at the crying boy beneath him a smirk placed itself on his face. Smirking widely, he began to drag the stiff metallic zipper of Tae's jeans down.
He opened his mouth, looking like he was going to say something before closing it and glimpsing over at Taehyung's scruffy, old desk that was now vibrating and playing a familiar song,
어스름한 공원에
노래하는 이름모를 새
Where are you
Oh you
왜 울고 있는지
여긴 나와 너 뿐인데
Me and you
Oh you
(4 O'Clock by Taehyung and Namjoon)
Taehyung's eyes widened as the song played peacefully, not knowing what it had luckily interrupted.
The man's grip loosened a bit as he stared at the desk, listening intently the song that had interrupted what he was doing. Taehyung noticed this, gripping his fist into the tightest ball he could possibly form. His heart hammered heavily against his chest as panic settled in, if he missed this, what would happen to him?
The man was beginning to draw his attention back to him when he struck, his fist striking the man straight across the face, causing him to fall off of Taehyung and onto the bed space next to him. Taehyung quickly got up, fumbling around for his phone as he shook violently.
He looked over at the man on his bed, who was cupping his cheek, and glared at him.
"If you ever step foot in this house again, I will make sure my father deals with you," Taehyung snarled, his voice deep with anger as he walked out of the room, slamming the door as loud as he possible could before sliding down the cold door, cries of pain and anger left his mouth and echoed down the empty corridor.
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it's short, i know, i'll do a big update next week.
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