ᵂᴬᴿᴹᵀᴴ|| Taegi

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Warning: abuse

If you are struggling with domestic abuse at home please reach out to a trusted friend or family member. Many hotlines can help you as well. Please stay safe <3

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Taehyung had fallen asleep after he texted Yoongi. He tried to stay up but sleep had taken him as his prisoner. It was early in the morning, he didn't go out often but today he felt like something sweet for breakfast. Taehyung had seen a bakery down the street the other day when he was out getting groceries. He came to a decision and got up to get ready, he threw on his round glasses with a big tan shirt that he tucked into his black jeans, putting on his black shoes. He left his hair in its natural chaotic state, covered his face with a mask, and headed out of his penthouse.

Taehyung noticed the morning was a bit chilly, fall ready to make its yearly visit. He took in the scenery around him, occasionally taking random photos of things he found pretty or caught his eye. Women walking and chatting away, men and women linked hand in hand enjoying each other's company, and people standing outside of their shops smoking and taking breaks. Cars constantly passing, horns blasting loudly every once in a while. Taehyung loved it all, he loved Seoul but he also hated it. He had gone to the countryside once and saw stars for miles, no sign of light pollution. He smiled to himself and entered the bakery. It wasn't packed but there was a good amount of people where he would have to wait.

The door opened abruptly causing customers to look back, a familiar brunette rushing in and throwing on his apron apologizing to the man at the counter who gave a smile and just nodded. Taehyung chuckled to himself, to think he'd see him again so soon. Yoongi looked tired, his dark circles making him look miserable. Taehyung noticed Yoongi wearing a long sleeve shirt, sure it was a bit chilly but it would warm up throughout the day and Yoongi would be sweating. Taehyung tried to ignore it though. He got on his phone as he waited for the line to move, glancing up at the brunette every once in a while.

Taehyungs head shot up when he heard something hit the counter. A customer was getting mad at Yoongi for a reason he didn't know. Taehyung didn't think it would escalate but boy, was he wrong when a muffin was about to launch at the rude customer. The taller man grabbed Yoongi and led him to the back. Taehyung pushed past the crowd and waited by the counter to ask the man what happened when the same rude customer spoke to Taehyung.

"Crazy fucker, they're lucky I don't file a lawsuit. Every time I come in that fucking kid always lashes out," the man spoke with a sick grin, "they should have him admitted to a psyche ward" he snickers.

Taehyung chuckled dryly, "maybe they should give you an award for biggest dickhead of the year" the man looked taken back.

"Excuse me? Fuck this, I don't need this bullshit!" The man grunts and shoves past a few customers spouting out curse words and nonsense.

It had been a few minutes since Yoongi was taken back and quite a few customers had left. Taehyung was still standing there waiting for someone, anyone to come out from the back so he could at least ask if Yoongi was okay. After what seemed like an eternity a short black-haired man emerged from the back, the same one who hugged Yoongi goodbye at the bar.

"Sorry for the wait sir, I'll be more than happy to help you now!" The man speaks.

"Is Yoongi okay?" Taehyung didn't want to wait anymore, he was worried. He wanted to know what happened.

"Uh, I-" the dark-haired man looked shocked, "I'm sorry but how do you know Yoongi?" He questioned defensively.

Taehyung scratched the back of his head awkwardly and took a second to respond, "ah, I met him at this bar last night" the small man's eyes lit up.