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Taehyung bit his lip and pulled down his mask. Not caring about the others in the back who gasped lightly at the beauty before them. He turned to face Baekhyun.

He took a shaky breath, “that’s the friend I was with..”

Baekhyun slammed the breaks. And turned to Taehyung. “Your kidding right?? Tell me your kidding!”

Taehyung shook his head, “he kidnapped me and held me there. But over the course of being there I fell in love with him. They got this new recruit three days after I had been there, BamBam, him and Jungkook started to get really close.

"One night Yoongi and I decided to go to a bar and we got drunk, danced a little and then Jimin and him came to pick us up. They were pissed, Jungkook dragged me to our room. I thought he was gonna spank me. He took a shower and closed the door in my face. I sat myself in a corner and rocked myself back and forth. He came up to me, I hoped he’d pick me up and tell me it was okay. But instead I was met with pillows and blankets in my face…” he took a deep breath, Baekhyun put a hand on his arm.

Taehyung shot away, “DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!”

Baekhyun whispered a sorry and told him to continue. “He told me to go to the guest room. I threw myself at him and begged for forgiveness. He told me to leave, I opened the door and BamBam fell on top of me, I asked what he was doing here. And he said Jungkook wanted him to sleep with him. I turned to Jungkook and recited what he told me when I first got there.

"Later that night I couldn’t fall asleep without the little plushie I had named after Jungkook. I went to get it but when I opened the door…” Taehyung’s voice cracked lightly, “Jungkook was on top of BamBam, hickies and other love bites all over his torso and neck. They did some stuff that night and here I am today. I never thought I’d see him again. That’s why I didn’t want him to live in my side. My heart hurts every time I see him. Baek, I want to slip..” Taehyung voice cracked at the last sentence.

He looked back at the boys who held pitied expression. Taehyung turned around and saw them as well. His expressionless aura coming back, but anger filling his eyes. “You tell anyone what you heard I will slit your throats In your sleep, got it?” They nodded, Taehyung had seen them on many occasions but never actually talked to them. He didn’t even know their names.

The same boy with bright blue eyes continued to stare at Taehyung, not with pity but with something else. Something Taehyung couldn’t quite place. He glared one last time at them and placed his mask back on.

Baekhyun finally started driving, quite. All throughout the car a pin drop could be heard. Taehyung didn’t mind it. But for everyone else it was uncomfortable.

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When they got home everyone got out and headed to the living room where everyone else was. Taehyung just headed to his room like normal. Not talking to anyone, never being with someone, always alone. But he heard footsteps behind him and he turned to see the same boy from earlier.

Taehyung rolled his eyes. “What do you want from me?”

He growled, the boy chuckled, “I just want to be friends.”

Taehyung stopped abruptly and the male bumped into Taehyung causing himself to fly backwards. Taehyung turned around and glared down at him.

He stood up and looked Taehyung right in the eye. “Look I don’t know what your deal is but I know this is not how you normally are, I may be new, but I know when someone is putting up an act.”

Taehyung scoffed, “and what do you think I’m like? What are you like fifteen?”

The boy chuckled, “twenty-five actually, and I think you’re actually really nice, bubbly and sweet. Bit of a brat and likes to push people to their limits. Am I wrong?”

Taehyung took a step back, eyes slightly wild. “What? No.” He puffed out his chest and walked towards the male. “Now, if you don’t want me to kill you here and now I suggest you get out of my face.” He growled.

The man chuckled, “I’ll find out who you truly are V. By the way my name’s Jackson.”

Taehyung nodded ever so slightly and made the male smile. He knew the male was wearing contacts but he couldn’t get over the feel of the cold blue eyes as they stared at his chocolate ones.

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