Author's POV:
"Hi, I'm Taehyung. Nice to meet you."
Jungkook looked at the mysterious boy. There was something about him that seemed...different? He didn't know why, but he sure as hell could sense he was the type of person who was childish and clingy. Something Jungkook hated.
"Come in, my mom is just finishing up getting ready. She'll be down in a second." The boy said still smiling widely.
Namjoon stepped inside before turning around to see Jungkook putting in his earphones with trembling hands.
Jungkook didn't like unfamiliar places, and this often triggered his anxiety. He placed the earphones in his ears before putting on his favourite song and turning it up almost fully to drown out any noises.
He took a step into the house before looking around. He took note of the beautiful decorations and pictures that were hung all over. Not a single wall was bare.
Seconds later a woman appeared, to Jungkook she looked around 45. Still pretty young. She smiled before walking over to Namjoon and saying something.
The next thing Jungkook knew was that he was sat at a table with Namjoon by his side. The woman and boy were sat opposite them discussing Jungkook, and the correct care and treatment he needs. The younger sat with his hands resting on his lap listening to his music contently. He bobbed his head slightly as he sang the song in his head, knowing every single word to it.
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Taehyung's POV:
I took a glance at the young boy sat in front of me. He was extremely quiet. It was cute. He had natural brown hair and beautiful brown eyes to match, that I could get lost in. He wore a white oversized shirt and ripped black skinny jeans accompanied by a pair of Timberlands. His style seemed...interesting? It wasn't the most exciting, but it did suit him really well. I can't wait to get to know him better. I wonder...
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Jungkook's POV:
It was now 6:30pm and Namjoon had just left. If i'm being honest, I was petrified. I hate being alone with people I don't know, and now Namjoon isn't here to protect me. What if they're using me like ...no never mind. They seem nice, but I bet you give it a few days and they'll be kicking me out.
I was shown to a room which i'm guessing is my bedroom and I plopped down on the bed sighing. Today had been a long day. I decided to take a quick nap before I was called for dinner and that's exactly what I did.
I was awoken by someone shaking me lightly. "Yah Jungkook, wake up, dinner is ready. Are you hungry? You must be. Come on lets go eat." The boy placed his hand on my thigh as he tried to wake me up and I immediately jumped up with wide eyes. Fear and panic struck through my whole body.
"Whoah, whoah it's okay. Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry, I-I just wanted to try wake you up."
He looked at me with a confused face before standing up and walking towards the door. "You'll find your dinner in the dining room." The boy smiled as he walked out. My stomach grumbled at the thought of food. But I didn't want to eat. I couldn't eat. To me food was disgusting and I refused to eat it. What's the purpose of food anyways?
With one last sigh I stood up and made my way to the dining room to find the woman I met earlier with her annoying ass son. He was already getting on my nerves and I haven't even been here a day. I plopped myself on the chair with the plate of food in front of me. I immediately gagged. Just the smell alone made me feel sick.
"Are you not hungry darling?" The woman looked up from her food and asked me concerned. I shook my head as a no and walked out to take a shower.
The shower felt nice. The warm water hit my back, as dirt and blood was quickly washed away. I quickly got washed, looking at my body covered in bruises and scars. I winced in pain remembering those painful moments before turning the shower off and getting changed into my pyjamas.
I walked back into my bedroom and threw myself on the bed, being swallowed by the amount of blankets there was. I put my head on the pillow before gently drifting off to sleep, thinking about my new life here and what it holds. What was my new life gonna be like?
[A/N] Hello! So I decided to make this chapter longer...aka 776 words long, because I feel like the first chapter was too short. I'm already beginning to fall in love with the characters I'm creating and i'm so glad cause to be honest, i'm a crappy writer so this makes me feel proud to be able to love my own story. I hope y'all had fun reading cause I loved writing it, and I can't wait to write more. See ya soon! ♥‿♥
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Fanfiction"I hate this place. And I hate you too." Jungkook is a 17 year old boy with a mysterious past. The only thing his new family know about him are his mental health issues. When he moves into his new home and is surrounded by love and affection will h...
