i'll fight for you.[m.y.g × j.h.s] complete ✔

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***taehyungs pov***

i pull jungkooks duet over us and smile when he wraps his arms around my waist and starts to plant small kisses on my back. i turn around so i'm facing him laying down on the couch.

"hey cutie," he smiles at me fixing my messy hair for me. "it's getting late, you should just spend the night here," he whispers to me and i giggle at first but i quickly realise how late it is.

"oh my god i didn't realise the time," i stand up quickly putting my shirt back on, "i have to go somewhere, i'm so sorry."

jungkook sits up and sighs, "where do you have to go?"

"it's a family thing," i mumble putting my jacket back on. i hate having to lie to him and it breaks my heart to leave him like this but i can't tell him the truth.

i walk back to him and kiss him quickly, "i'll see you tomorrow."

he nods, "i'll miss you baby."

i cringe slightly at the pet name even though i kind of like it when he calls me that, "i'll miss you too kookie."

it sucks that i can't spend all my time with him but i reluctantly leave the house and call for a taxi. i tell the driver to drop me off a block away from the place i'm actually supposed to go and walk the rest of the way.

"you're late," a man says with an annoyed expression.

"i'm sorry," i say softly walking over to him, "but i have information about him and i think i know how we can lure him back here."

the man smiles gesturing for me to enter a room. i sit on the uncomfortable chair in front of him waiting for him to speak.

"you're not as pathetic as i thought you would be," he lifts his feet onto the table and i flinch at the sudden movement. "you're dad gave up a valuable asset when he gave you to me"

"thank you sir," i say bowing my head. it seems like a stupid thing to thank him for but i know that it's the response he wants.

"so tell me how to get him here or you'll have the same fate as him."

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i walk out the room after i tell him everything i know. he said that i did a good job and that makes me happy, at least i know that i'm not letting my father down.

i go into the small room i share with two others and sit on the uncomfortable bed hugging a dirty bunny teddy against me. this was the only thing he let me keep when he gave me to mr. min.

[flashback]

"you're ganna help me, okay?" my dad says walking into my room. i put down my pencil and close my homework book.

"what do you want help with daddy?" i ask smiling. i like helping dad. i just wanna make him proud of me.

he picks me up and picks up a stuffed bunny sitting on my bed, "take bunny tae."

"why do i need bunny?" i ask holding the bunny tightly. "daddy why are you being so nice to me? are...are you...are you happy with me daddy?"

he shakes his head, "tae i told you that i'll never be happy with you. you're the reason your mother cheated on me. now you're ganna help me pay for something okay?"

"i'm only eight i don't have any money."

he rolls his eyes hitting my arm. it stings but i know not to say anything, "you're paying in a different way you idiot."

he puts me down and pushes me towards a scary looking stranger who ties my wrists together tightly. it hurts a lot but complaining always meant more pain. "he better be useful," the man says and dad nods.

"what...what's going on?" i ask starting to feel really scared. "don't speak out of turn," the man says glaring at me and i stop talking immediately.

"he's very useful, he's hardworking and will do whatever you want please just forget about the money i owe you." i don't know what dad's talking about but it makes me happy to be called useful.

"deal," the scary man says shaking dad's hand.

before i can ask what's happening the man pulls the ropes around my wrists dragging me into a car with him.

we drive until we reach an average sized house. "go inside," the man depends, "and take that bunny. if you try to run i'll shoot you."

i nod taking the bunny and quickly walk into the house, i don't wanna die. he walks inside a bit after me and makes me walk into a small empty room with nothing but a tv screen and a chair.

"sit" he growls and i quickly go sit in the chair. he straps my wrists and ankles to the chair so i can't move and i'm scared. i can't help it and start crying but he slaps me which only makes me cry more, "real men don't cry."

he turns the tv on letting a whole bunch of fighting videos and movies play. "you're ganna learn all of these moves and in the next two years you can leave this room. i'll bring you two meals a day so you don't starve."

"two...two years?" i don't wanna be suck in a room for that long. he nods, "two years, you're ganna be a fighting machine."

[end of flashback]

i hold back my tears as i cuddle with the bunny, the only thing i know is violence. i had grown up being taught that it's the right way.

i wish that i could be like everyone else my age and just go out and have fun but this is the only way to make my father proud. i know that he doesn't care but i still really want him to be proud of something that i've done.

even if i did become like a normal teenager i don't think i would know how to act.

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