Payback Taekook ff || (jjk+kth) 21+

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"In no way, you came here you fucking asshole. After you fucking broke my face." The words in his mouth felt heavy, too hard to speak. The right side of Taehyung's face held a blue marked bruise that ran to his chin. The cut on his soft lips was quite evident and if looked properly, it sure did hurt. "I just came because Mrs. Kenny asked me to and why would I come here for any other reason? I am not dying to see you but it is to know with that jaw you can still spit foul language. " Taehyung gave him a harsh glare , too hurt to speak as it pricks the skin of his lips.

He only muttered a 'fucking asshole' in his head. However again the Jeon asked him, " but when- when will they release you ?" The speech quite stumbled, almost feels forced if noticed speculately. "Tuesday and it wasn't your business to know " and Jungkook being sly, "oh it is, if those nasty scars on your pretty face were landed by me." This riled the injured Kim more then supposed. "Sometimes you should know your freaking limits." And Jungkook being how he always is, "sure, sweetheart that's what I did, it was within my limit. With that I will take your sweet leave. Have fun staying here."

"Get the fuck away Jeon, you disgusting mutt." Said Taehyung.

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After Mrs. Kenny and Jungkook left the city hospital, Taehyung was once again blessed or cursed with the visit of his father who mocked his state saying, "For this little nothing you are staying here. Are you man enough, we used to get these little bruises all over but we wouldnt see ourselves checked every now and then in the hospital."
"Father I was knocked out, I didn't know they had brought me here else I wouldn't myself want them to do it for as you say, such a light menance."
Taehyung's father scoffed again, "You are a player Taehyung , a freaking soccer player, get your balls tight boy else don't show your face the next time. We want to see you play a ball not dolls. I must see you heading right away they state the date of your release not the single second will you stay here more than that."
"Yes father", said Taehyung "I will leave immediately for the practice in Wednesday."
"Well then, that's sorted, see you on Tuesday, be on time.", And to that Taehyung nodded his head exchanging no further words than that.

The room was now left solemnly empty and that gave Taehyung a little bit of leverage to sob some tears in silence. Had his father been there in the presence of this state of him, Taehyung would be gifted with another round of black and blue bruises.

He accepts his father's approach, Mr. Kim wanted his son to act like a man, more specifically a heterosexual man. And with his father wanting him to be a society constructed figure of a man, acting as heterosexual as possible, Taehyung lost his dream of seeing himself as a singer. His passion was buried into the deepest core where now it was hard to fetch. Not that he lost his voice but he isn't allowed to hum like those girls would according to this family.
He had to act like some man hardly possessing any emotions. Vulnerability was not meant for him to feel.
And Taehyung being so docile to the approach of his father's suggestive, imposing  and dogmatic behaviour, accepted it all. Following them as dedicatedly as possible.