Alone (Taekook) ✅

Nine (M)

Warning, may contain explicit and triggering content

Third Person POV

"Come on Taehyung!" Tae smiled and ran into his house as soon as his mother called for him.

Today they were having a family dinner, just his immediate family, his parents and younger sister, Mina. They were celebrating his debut tomorrow, a widely known event that was being looked forward to by many.

It was a main dream of Taehyung's, to debut as an idol, his main goal in life. His dream.

He sat down at the table and smiled at everyone as his mother entered, a bowl in her hands which she placed down onto the table.

"Don't you dare touch it until I get everything on the table." She warned, giving a pointed look to her children before disappearing into the kitchen again. Taehyung giggled and glanced at his sister, giving her a funny face look.

She giggled back. "Oppa-"

Suddenly, the sound of his mother screaming had everyone at the table standing quickly. Taehyung was the first up, and he rushed to the kitchen, freezing at the sight before him.

"Y-you?" He asked, his voice shaky.

"Look, it's Jeon's bitch. Guess we did hit the right place." Taehyung watched in horror as more men swept into the room and restrained his family.

"What are you doing!? Stop!" He rushed forward, but was harshly pushed back.

"You're making Jeon go soft, boy. He's got places to be, places to go, so we're gonna do him a favor and deal with you for him. I'm sure this is what he would've wanted."

"What-Eomma!" Taehyung screamed as someone shot his mother.

Dead.

In seconds.

There was no warning, no foretelling, nothing to prepare the boy for the actions the men took.

His father began to cry, struck utterly silent. Taehyung was frozen in shock, unable to realize that one of the men had again, lifted a gun in his hand, and aimed it, this time at his crying father.

Less than a second, and he dropped to the floor.

Dead.

Taehyung screamed, breaking from his frozen shell.

"O-Oppa-"

No! No! Mina!" Taehyung screamed as she too, was shot and killed on the spot. Taehyung kept screaming her name over and over, unable to tear his eyes from hers.

Wide open and staring at nothing. A glossy sheen falling over them as she eternally rested.

"Shut him up." A gag was thrown over Taehyung's mouth, but he continued to scream through it, unimaginable pain ripping through his heart as he stared at a family he'd had less than a minute ago.

A family which was now gone.

"Hey, you reckon we get to play with him a bit before we kill him, too? Must've been real good to distract Jeon from so many things."

"Don't see why not."

Taehyung struggled and screamed, not wanting to leave his family as the men began to drag him away.

"Be glad we aren't gonna fuck you in front of their bodies, kid." One of them spat harshly, before hitting him across the face. Taehyung whimpered in pain, but continued to struggle.

He was dragged to the living room and thrown onto the carpet. He squirmed as several hands locked him down, rendering him unable to move. He continued to scream and cry, as that was the only thing he could do.

He kicked at the men ripping his pants down, trying to get them to let him go, not to touch him there.

But his legs were held down, spread open.

Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to process it, not wanting to believe it.

He struggled more, one of his legs breaking free from the iron grip and kicking the man appraoching him.

"You little slut!"

Taehyung screamed once again.

Pain he'd never felt before ripped through him as a single shot rang out.

His leg fell limp from the pain, Taehyung wishing he'd pass out, too.

Wake up from this horrible dream.

The man had shot him directly into his knee, and he once again positioned himself over the boy as it bled out onto the carpet.

Taehyung was weak from pain and frozen from shock as the men began to use him how they pleased. Occasionally groping him, gripping his flesh so hard that it left bruises, hitting him so it left marks.

One of the men must have procured a knife, because Taehyung felt the blood dripping from his arms and his legs.

Strangely, he didn't feel the cuts, the pain from being cut.

He didn't think he could.

It was all so sudden, he couldn't process it, didn't have time to properly realize what was happening and didn't know how to deal with the pain everywhere physically and mentally.

"Fuck, he was great." The last man said. Taehyung had been blacking out, waking up, and then blacking out again as man after man took their turns, doing what they wanted to him and showing him no mercy.

He'd given up trying to get away from them long ago.

The hands holding him down were suddenly gone, not that he would be able to move anyway.

"Just slit his throat and we'll go." A man kneeled beside him, but Taehyung looked right through him, unable to see properly. Black dots danced across his vision as he tried to cry out, do something.

And then...everything went black.