Bully | Taekook

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a few days had gone by and jungkook still hadn't heard anything from taehyung. he was going insane. over the past few days he had sent tae dozens of texts, not getting any sort of response. he missed him like crazy.

when the class was over, he chugged the rest of his coffee and headed to wait outside the door for jimin.

"has he texted you yet? or called?" jungkook asked, as jimin stepped out of the classroom.

"no. you?"

"no."

"hey, are you okay? you look kind of tired... and you're really pale... and you're shaking," jimin said.

"i-"

jungkook was about to say he was fine and try and hide the emptiness he was feeling, but he couldn't do it. he needed to let it out.

"no. i'm not okay. i must have done something that really hurt him. i don't know what to do. i-i don't even know if i can fix it," jungkook said, tearing up.

jimin felt like he was just sitting back and watching jungkook fall apart. he knew he wasn't telling him the whole story and he had been feeling guilty about it for a while.

"jungkook, there's something i need to tell-"

jimin was about to come clean, but he heard jungkook's phone buzz.

jungkook grabbed it out of his pocket at lightning speed and turned it on.

it was a message from taehyung.

his face lit up and he quickly went to check the photo he had sent. the look on his face quickly changed when he saw what it was.

tae
*attached image*
just give me some space.
i need to figure some stuff out.

"what's wrong? who is it?" jimin asked.

jungkook just looked at his phone in utter shock.

jimin grabbed the phone out of his hand and gasped.

"wait, what? what is this? is that yoongi?"

jimin wanted to think of an excuse for tae, but he really couldn't.

"where is that fucker?" jungkook said, storming off.

he started running to yoongi's next class. jimin ran after him, yelling his name.

once he made it, he saw yoongi about to walk into class. he grabbed him by the collar and pinned him up against the row of lockers.

"what the fuck did you do?" jungkook asked, giving him a hard slam against the lockers.

"what are you talking about?"

jungkook was about to punch him, but yoongi grabbed his fist, stopping him.

"put me down, jungkook. tae wouldn't want this."

jungkook immediately stopped after processing what yoongi said. he put him down and immediately tears returned to his eyes.

"just tell me what's going on. please," jungkook said.

yoongi sighed, not knowing if he should tell jungkook or not. tae had told him not to, but the guilt was killing him. it had already been a few days since he saw tae and he had no idea what he was gonna do.

yoongi just grabbed jungkook's hand. he set a small piece of paper in his palm and headed into his class.

jungkook wiped the tears from his eyes and quickly unfolded the paper.

"he's in danger."

as jungkook read the note, he got chills throughout his whole body.

jimin ran over to him, finally catching up.

"what happened?"

when jimin noticed the look on his face, he immediately stopped talking and grabbed the paper out of his hand.

he read it and a look of fear spread across his face.

"what is this? did yoongi give this to you?"

jungkook just nodded and grabbed jimin's arm.

"we need to go."

-

jimin sat next to jungkook in his car, unsure of where they were going.

"jungkook, i need to tell you something."

"what?"

"i'm sorry i didn't tell you before. tae told me not to tell anyone and i wasn't sure if i could trust you, but-"

"just tell me."

"tae came to my house that morning. he told me that he needed to borrow one of my dad's guns."

"what? why?"

"i-i don't know. i think he was being threatened or something. i agreed to let him borrow one, but he said he wanted to come pick it up later. now it's just been laying under my bed and i don't know what to do with it."

"you're telling me that tae came to your house and asked for a gun and you didn't fucking tell me?"

"i know. i'm sorry. you can kill me later, but we need to find him first."

"well, if yoongi's telling the truth, then there's only one place i can think of him being."

"where?"

"my dad's house."

"what? why would he be there?"

"because my dad's an abusive fucking psychopath. i wouldn't be surprised if he abducted my fucking boyfriend to get back at me."

"w-well, what are we gonna do?" jimin asked, nervously.

"we're gonna go get him back."

"h-how?"

"well, first... we need to get that gun."