Jaded /vkook/taekook/

16

The weekend went by fast and it was now the day before the retreat.

Jungkook had still not packed his things, procrastinating the entire weekend and that's why he was now running around like crazy stuffing things in a suit case.

"I told you to tell him you weren't going." Yugyeom says as he watches him fold his things.

"I already told you that I have to. I don't want to lose my job." Jungkook says trying not to start a fight over nothing.

"Jungkook." Yugyeom says practically fuming as the younger continues to pack.

Jungkook ignores him and pulls his suitcase past him and into the living room where his other bag was.

"I told you to cancel didn't I?" Yugyeom asks following him.

Jungkook groans, Yugyeom has been really annoying these past few days he's been here. He's constantly breathing down his neck and telling what he can and can't do. He's been leaving fresh marks on him in more noticeable places to try and make sure it was know that he belonged to him. He couldn't take it anymore.

"Can you please just give it up, Yugyeom?" Jungkook asks turning to his boyfriend. "You don't tell me what to do! You don't run me, I'm not your fucking property and you're gonna stop acting like I'm solely living to satisfy you because that's bullshit~"

The next thing that happens, happens so quickly that only way Jungkook's sure it really happened is because of the sting left behind from the back of Yugyeom's hand.

His hand comes up to cup his cheek in shock. "Y-Yugyeom~"

"Is that what you want, huh?! Cause that's what you've been asking for!" Yugyeom yells snatching his wrist from his cheek and slapping him again, so hard that he stumbles away.

"Yugyeom~"Jungkook stutters as tears spring into his eyes. "W-What are you doing?"

Yugyeom takes him roughly by the throat. "I'm going to give you one more chance, to call that son of a bitch and tell him that you won't be there. You wouldn't want to go with that bruise anyhow, hm?"

He shoves Jungkook away and the younger hits the ground with a thud.

"Call him!" Yugyeom yells making Jungkook jump and stand to his feet.

Yugyeom stands behind him as he finds Jin's number.

"Hey Jungkook, I was just about to call and make sure you were set for the morning." Jin says.

"Hyung." Jungkook says, his voice wavering when Yugyeom steps so close that he could feel his body heat.

"Jungkook? Is everything okay?"

"Tell him you're sick." Yugyeom says lowly into his ear.

"Yeah, hyung. I-I'm so sorry I know this isn't good timing at all but, I-I've come down with something and I~I don't think I can make it tomorrow."

"Oh, you don't sound well at all." Jin says. "Taehyung will understand, rest up and drink plenty of fluids."

"Thank you, hyung." Jungkook says relieved that he bought his excuse.

"No problem. Rest, see you next week." Jin says with a final goodbye and they hang up.

"Was that so hard?" Yugyeom says wrapping his arms around Jungkook's waist. "If you would have just done that in the first place you wouldn't have made me be ugly."

Jungkook shudders feeling completely unsafe in the apartment with just Yugyeom.

"Go take care of your face, baby. Wouldn't want it to swell." Yugyeom says letting him go. "I'll order something and we can watch a movie while we eat."

Jungkook doesn't move, he just stands there frozen in place until Yugyeom speaks again.

"I said go take care of your face." He repeats making Jungkook walk to the kitchen without looking at him.

He was hoping that this was just a dream and he was hoping his mind was playing tricks on him.

Yugyeom, The same Yugyeom from high school, the same Yugyeom that he fell in love with and couldn't imagine living without, that Yugyeom, just hit him.

Not just once but twice, it was no accident.

That night Jungkook can't sleep, not with the way Yugyeom is holding him, tightly so he'll know if he moves.

That night Yugyeom had completely changed, he went from the Yugyeom Jungkook fell in love with to the Yugyeom Jungkook wanted to escape.

It was like he was living his worst nightmare on repeat.

After that night Jungkook was constantly waiting for Yugyeom to hit him again.

But the next days after that he didn't, he just didn't let Jungkook out of his sight for more than two minutes.

He had Jungkook's phone and didn't let him have it unless he knew what he needed it for.

After the first two days of Yugyeom acting somewhat normal Jungkook started to think maybe it really was a mistake, maybe he didn't mean it.

Today would have been the last day of the Vogue retreat and Jungkook couldn't call to see how it went, he couldn't watch the event live on TV, all the work he did to lead up to this retreat and he couldn't even see if it paid off.

Jungkook had to go back to work tomorrow and he was afraid to tell Yugyeom.

"Y-Yugyeom." He said as they sat in the living room that night.

"What, baby?" He asks making Jungkook want to vomit at the pet name.

"I have to go back to work tomorrow." Jungkook says nervously.

"I know, baby." Yugyeom says putting his arm around the younger. "I'll drop you off in the morning. Just so I know where the place is."

"I have a car." Jungkook says, he was hoping to get away completely tomorrow.

"I know. But I wouldn't want my baby running off and not coming back. Then I wouldn't be happy. And you know how I can get when I'm not happy." Yugyeom says running his fingers through Jungkook's hair.

Jungkook stares straight ahead for a moment before standing. "I'm going to bed."

Surprisingly Yugyeom doesn't stop him and he thinks for a moment he'll just leave him alone.

But much to Jungkook's dismay Yugyeom enters the bedroom as he's changing his shirt.

Jungkook ignores him until he wraps his arms around him from behind, kissing the exposed skin of the back of his neck.

"Gotta make you pretty for work tomorrow, don't I?" He says pushing Jungkook forward on to the bed.

Jungkook doesn't fight against him as he does whatever he wants to him that night, he just lets him do it.

Yugyeom takes Jungkook that night like he's nothing to him, like he's a stranger.

There are no gentle touches, reassuring words, no making sure he's okay.

The sounds that slip from his lips aren't pleasured cries, they're just cries.

Jungkook's entire life felt like it fell apart in just one night.

He wished he could go back in time and never fall for the devil lying next to him.

He had to get away from him.

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