Hybrid Hop ( On Hiatus)

Chapter 17

After a long fucking day of stretching, dancing and working out, we're finally lazing around at home. Except, I can't laze around. I need to talk to Taehyung.
I quietly walk upstairs, walking down the hall to his room. I raise my hand to knock, but stop.

What if he doesn't want to talk to me?

"Jimin?" He asks from inside. Shit. "Jimin come here." Tae says again. I sigh and open the door, sliding in and closing it again. He's sitting on his bed in just shorts, his hair is a mess but he pulls it off, big and small purple marks are littered around his collarbone, neck, and stomach.

"Hey..." I mumble, standing awkwardly at the door.

"Can you get me a shirt please... and sweatpants?" He asks, his voice wavering a bit. I nod my head and walk to his dresser, grabbing a black tshirt and grey sweatpants. I walk back over and hand them to him.

"Turn around." He mumbles. I do as he says, hearing him slip them on, and a small sniff coming from him.

"Okay." He whispers. I run back around and see his bottom lip quivering. He's staring down at the bed but I see his eyes getting glossy.

"Taehyung... what's wrong?" I ask, kneeling down in front of him.

"I.. I don't know. I just... I just feel horrible.  I feel violated a-and.." He tries speaking but he starts crying and hiccuping. If he feels violated should I hug him??

"Why do you feel violated? Is it because of Namjoon helping you earlier?" I ask, referring to his heat. He nods his head and takes a deep breath.

"The thing is.. I've never had.. sex before. And having it under th-those circumstances, I h-hate it. I didn't want t-to do it with h-him. I w-wanted to do it with s-someone I love. Don't get me wrong, Namjoon is amazing b-but I just don't f-fee-" He explains, ending in another ball of hiccups. I let out a sad sigh.

"Can I hold you?" I ask, hoping he'll say yes. He pauses for a minute before nodding his head. I get onto the bed and back hug him, pulling him into my chest, resting my head on his shoulder and wrapping my legs around him.

"It's okay Tae, I know it's going to be hard for a while. I know something special like that is important and it was taken under bad circumstances but it'll be okay. You'll find someone you love so much and they'll make you forget about this." I say, simply hugging him tightly as he cries.

"I'm scared Jimin." He cries.

"You and me both Tae... you and me both." I mumble. "But I'll fight for both of us, don't worry." I reassure him. He nods his head and sniffs.

"You probably don't want to answer this.. and you don't have to but, what was he like?" I ask. He stiffens up for a second before leaning back into me and relaxing.

"He was..harsh actually... I've never seen him that annoyed. He made it fast and barley talked. I thought he would've at least asked how I felt. It's like his animal was there more than him." Taehyung explains, his voice cracking again.

"Okay, okay I'm sorry for asking." I say, holding him tighter and nuzzling my head into the back of his neck. We sit together, his soft, uneven sobs filling the silence. I feel like a dick for asking now. How can I help? Ugh what would Hobi do if he was in my situation.... Oh!

"Hey Tae?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm gonna make you feel better, okay?" I smile.

"How though?" He asks as he sniffs.

"You'll see." I smile brighter and let him go. I run to his closet and grab a blanket, running back and tightly wrapping it around him.