sorry if the book's too slow , and ik kook isnt getting much time with tae but it'll change soon!
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taehyung groaned as he dragged himself down the stairs and to the kitchen.
he frowned as he remembered the events the night before, turning, only to see his brother frowning at him, angrily.
"kim taehyung! care to tell me what happened to my glass?" taehyung chewed on his plump bottom lip, adverting his eyes away from the annoyed male.
"i-i don't know, hyung.."
jimin rolled his eyes."keep the shit, you broke it, didn't you? "the younger opened his mouth, only to be interrupted."how could you! jungkook gave that to me the day we started dating! it was the first present he gave me!"
taehyung sighed, and looked down.
"i'm sorry, hyu-"his eyes widened when he realised he was late." shoot! i'm late, hyung, i'm really sorry, i'll talk t-to you later!"
jimin watched as the boy dashed out of the house, sighing. jungkook had left earlier on, straight after telling him about how taehyung broke the glass.
he knew it was weird, but he missed the man already.
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taehyung, on the other hand, was panicking.
it was pretty normal for him to do that, especially when he had to go to school and see...
him.
kris wu, as everyone called him. coming from a well-to-do family, the man thought he could top everything, and everyone.
seeing the boy who dressed in pastel sweaters and skirts just made his pride grow as he began picking on him.
taehyung thanked the gods kris hadn't done anything worse than piss on him...
yet.
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he didn't want to go, the toilet was basically hell for him and he knew kris would be there, waiting for one of his targets, but he had to.
taehyung's leg was shaking, face flushed before finally, he stood up and asked to go to the restroom.
it was far from a restroom to him, though.
the moment the boy, clad in a daringly pastel yellow sweater and white ripped jeans, stepped into the toilet, he regretted it.
there stood kris and one of his friends. kris smirked when he saw the tanned male. taehyung, however, was urgent, and kris was standing right by the urinals.
"e-excuse me,"taehyung mumbled, feeling a light blush forming on his cheeks.he had never been much of a social person, always keeping all his worries to himself.
the male only grinned,"look who's here, Han. our little fag."
taehyung's heart was thumping so bad, honestly, it was unusual as taehyung was usually chiller than this, having gotten used to the pains.
however, the urge to let go was getting to him, and he couldn't bear to piss in his pants, neither did he dare go up to the urinals and pull his pants down beside kris.
ignoring their words , taehyung whispered desperately, "p-please move, wu."
kris only laughed,"desperate much? drink," han passed him a cup,"and you'll get to go."
the cup was filled with white, murky liquid and all together, taehyung had a bad feeling. "what's it?"
kris chuckled,"drink it."
the shorter shuddered, it was obvious kris would try to hurt him in anyway, but a small part of him wanted to believe kris just wanted to push him off the edge and make him embarrass himself.
the stench of the liquid told otherwise.
"i-i don't want to.." kris's face darkened, and he grabbed the cup, motioning for han to hold him down.
said male pinned taehyung to the white walls, the stronger having a easy grip on the petite male."hey what-"
kris shoved the cup into taehyung's face, growling,"drink."
"no!i don't even know-"taehyung exclaimed, and though he wouldn't admit it, he was terrified.
it wasn't like him at all.
his heart was thumping so hard he felt like ...
slipping.
taehyung hasn't slipped in months, he never felt the urge to, but the sudden increase of workload in school and everworsening abuse got to him and was just stressing him out.
kris smirked, seeming to enjoy how taehyung reacted.
kris shoved the cup to taehyung's mouth, and just before he was forced to drink the liquid, he caught sight of a bottle.
bleach.
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the moment taehyung stepped into the house, his stomach churned and he dashed to the nearest toilet, before puking his stomach out.
his head was spinning, eyes blurry and he was pretty sure he was running a fever.
surprisingly, the bleach took effect quickly.
he knew it could kill him.
the two adults were not at home, they were at work.
groaning, taehyung dragged his heavy body into his own room and plopped into bed.
with silent sobs wrecking through his body, taehyung fell asleep.
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short chapter and im adding occasional little space!!
:)
i luv little space.
