Mental-Taekook

~32~

trigger warnings:

.Once again suicide mention

.Self harm mention.

IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING TIME OFF, I JUST HAVENT BEEN RIGHT MENTALLY.

~Taehyung~

"for a perfect family you're all pretty fucked, aren't you? Your son was a bully, the other one gay, your wife is a gold digger yet is the nicest parent, you're cheating, and don't deny it we all see the tension you two have, staying together for the kids are we? But you can't handle the fact you're kid is gay, can you? I mean you've already tried to pay me off, but I'm the only one whose seen things nobody else sees."

Everyone's eyes were on me, of course it was something I was used to, but everyone's faces showed different things, his wife showed pain, he showed anger, and kook showed love, amazement.

And I'm good with that, i stood up, looking around.

"Thank you, now if you don't mind us, I think it's time for us to leave, I may not be a very good member of society, but i know when im not welcomed."

It almost feels like a joke, to play a part In someones life, like a supporting role, but he's climbing for the starring role.

but when he opens up his blurry eyes, It's not as nice. As i thought that very thing, none other than his little brother walked into the room, staring at me i snickered, before shoving my blazer back on, fixing the cuffs before looking at him, my face dark as i tried to hide the revengeful thoughts ordinary people would only dream of going through with.

He looked at me like scum, I did nothing but snicker, clearly not welcomed here by any of them but jungkook.

But hey, what's wrong with being confident?  I brushed down my shirt, making sure it's tucked in before looking him right in the eyes, them beady little eyes, always watching, waiting till you fuck up, but I'm gonna admit, I've learnt from it.

I dont know why but i feel calm, I wish I'd been like this as a teen, instead of being 16 I was just cutting away the pain, feeling super fucking suicidal. The wasted years, them pretty lies that just flew out everyone's mouth, but I swore the sky was falling, collapsing in on me. Not like that matters anymore.

I snickered looking at his shock ridden face, staring at him. "Nothing to say?"

"H-how-"

"God save the prom king hey? but I turned my tears to diamonds in my crown."

Jungkook takes my hand, squeezing it slightly, before I look away.

"But as I look around your family Hyun, turns out you're just another dressed up heartbreak."

He clenched his fists, throwing one at my face, and like instinct I grabbed it digging my nails into it. "I guess only one of us changed, was a bit embarrassing high school, well for me, I was bullied by someone younger than me" I let out with a stifled chuckle, before continuing to let go of kooks hand, as he ran in between us both.

"Kim Taehyung jeon hyun stop it!"

"Unfortunately kook I don't take orders from anyone."

"Guess things have changed, huh?" There was a smug look on his face, one that was digging at my soul, one that made me feel sick. Made me feel how I did then. And I'm no longer that person, I'm no longer weak, I growled shoving him against the wall, my hand wrapping around his neck as jungkook attempts to shove me off.

"T-tae please stop!"

"I'm fine thanks." I heard a few footsteps behind me before jungkook disappeared out my sight, I turned around, my grip still around the others neck.

i took in the sight, his father holding him, a knife to his fucking throat. "Let the fuck go of him, sir."

"A throat for a throat."

"Funny, I don't think that's how the saying goes, but hey, you're the smart one around here aren't you? I mean after all, you're the one who's family has failed, see I can say that, I can make fun of that, because I never had one to succeed."

His grip tightened on jungkook, just as mine did on Hyuns, him clearly gasping for air. Until I let go, so did mr Jeon as I pulled the brunette against me I growled slightly, his bottom lip shaking slightly, clearly wanting to cry.

I lent closer and whispered, "don't, don't show them they've made you weak, you only show people who love you that, ok?"

He nods slightly, taking in a few breaths before pulling away. "Dude you're all a bunch of wankers to be honest, and I don't know how you created such an angel- thank you, and goodbye, what do I say in situations like this? Thanks for being so welcoming? You were great hosts, I swear. Until next time, au revoir, good fucking riddance."

~no p.o.v~

Oh how the brunette wanted to cry, it was taking everything in his might not to, it's times like this where he'd just sit in his room, with his headphones on blasting some depressing music and cry, understandable to be honest, it's a big mood- I'm getting off topic here.

The younger gulped clutching Taehyungs arms as his father raised his hand to sarcastically waved goodbye, of course the all knowing elder noticed this, growling in an almost animalistic manner he looked at the haunting man. "Is that what you want? Your own son, scared of you?"

Taehyungs vision looked to his soulmates mother, her hugging the younger son, her favourite son, "have you got an answer? Huh?" Her face was guilt ridden, though of course, guilt is a lot of a different things. Could just be a bad conscience, you feeling bad about your spoiled reputation, then there's genuine regret.

And from this family anyone could guess what part of the spectrum mrs jeon was on.

The kind that made her son stand tall, and bow, "id say good day, but I think leaving is what would make that for you."

Jungkook wished they weren't such narcissists,  wanted his world to go away, It's not like they like him anyways, idle from the world, he already was wrapped around taehyung's finger, why did he need his family too? He can't help that he needs someone to catch him while he falls, because he can count on Tae, and thats what makes it different, he walked out that house, Taehyung not even a footstep behind him.