| Abused Love | {vkook/taekook ff}

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"taehyung can i speak with you before you leave?" the teacher asked before i finished packing up my books and papers, i nodded and walked to her desk.

"yes ms. Lee?" i said in my usual quiet shy voice.

"i've noticed your grades are slowly going down again, you are now in the bottom 10 rank, is there something going on to affect this?" i slumped my shoulders.. i've been so focused on jungkook that i haven't been doing my homework or sleeping properly.

"um no i guess just getting a bit distracted, my sister is finally coming home from her college for a visit and i guess i've been nervous about it. i'm sorry ms. Lee, i'll try harder to focus and get more sleep." she smiled and nodded her head, placing her hand in my shoulder.

"okay, thank you taehyung. i really want to see you graduate with some nice grades for a change." i didn't know weather to be offended or not so i just nodded and walked out of the room.

my messy bangs covered my puffy eyes with dark circles underneath them. i dragged my feet down the hall, i kept my lose hood of my sweater on my head, blocking my peripheral vision. the sweater belonged to my big brother,  it hung off my shoulder, showing my collarbones but i didn't care, i had hid the hickeys jungkook gave me with my moms makeup, they weren't that visible anyways. i wore black skinny jeans with rips in the knees, but you couldn't even see them because  the sweater went past the knees.

i opened my locker and threw my bag and books in it, i was about to close it when i heard very familiar voices.. chanyeol and jungkook. i kept the locker door open so it acted like a wall blocking them from seeing me, or so i thought..

"hey look, it's that weak fag again, wanna go have some fun? today was such a boring day. i wanna see him cry." chanyeol said with a snicker. jungkook also chuckled,

"hm maybe later chan, i don't really feel like it." chanyeol laughed,

"since when do you 'not feel like it'? you love teasing him, so do i, he cry's so easily!" i held my breath.. i guess the old jungkook is back.. "fine pussy, i'll go make him cry." jungkook didn't say anything, but i heard chanyeols steps growing louder. i shut my locker and turned around the other way as an attempt to get away, too late...

he slammed me against the wall with his arm, "oops sorry! you're so small and useless i didn't see you there gayhyung!" he laughed and i forced back my tears.

"leave me alone.." i shoved past him only to have him yank me back by my lose sweater.

"where did you get this sweater from? the dump?" he grabbed the bottom and ripped it off me, i covered my bare chest the best i could. people in the hall were staring at me. my face blushed red with embarrassment and i shivered in fear. the tears finally spilled down my cheeks, now sobbing, i ran to the bathroom.

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"chan what the fuck? give it to me."  i took the sweater from his hands and scolded him.

"what? i was just having some fun." i shoved past him and ran to the bathroom, it was empty except for one locked stall.

i heard quiet sobs and hiccups coming from it, my heart sank. "taehyung?" the crying stopped but nobody answered. "tae i know it's you.. i have your sweater.." the stall opened a crack and taehyung's arm extended  from it with his hand opened. "just come here and get it." i said softly. he gave me the middle finger, but  before he could pull his hand back in, i grabbed it and pulled the brunette out of the stall. his eyes widened and he covered himself.

"give it to me jungkook." i held it above my head, i wanted to look at him longer.. my eyes scanned across his golden tanned skin, his slim waist and adorable tummy. he looked breathtaking.. and then a small bulge  grew in my pants.
fucking serious jungkook? (ahh kookie gettin 😏 from shirtless tae? hehe)
"give it!" he snatched it from my hand and pulled it over his body, he looked even smaller when he wore such big lose clothes. "now you and chanyeol can stay the fuck away from me." he tried to exit the washroom but i grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him against me, his back against my chest and his ass on my crotch. my hands slid from his shoulders to his slim waist, gripping it tightly.