They separated their body from each other. At least they did not have started to take off their clothes because Baekhyun would have seen.
"Aren't not the guy Tae bought clothes for?" Jungkook nodded his head.
He did not know how to respond to the man. Taehyung took his boyfriend by the arm and made him fall on his chest. When he made sure that Jungkook was away from any harm he responded to his brother.
"Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be fucking with Chanyeol?"
Baekhyun leaned on the door frame. "Well, Taehyung, I don't get fuck every fucking time I'm with him. I wanted to check if you were back. Mom has been hell in the last couple of days."
Taehyung hugged Jungkook harder. Jungkook hit him on the arm to stop holding him tight, but Taehyung didn't listen. Baekhyun saw what was happening. He walked to Jungkook' s sides to unwrap him from Taehyung 's embrace. He looked at Baekhyun with a killer glare. " Give him back, now." Baekhyun shook his head. He pointed Jungkook with his chin, signaling Taehyung to look at his boyfriend. The poor boy was red, trying to take big gulp of air. Taehyung's face went pale.
When he was going to reach for Jungkook, the door downstairs slammed shut. "Fuck," said baekhyun. He exited the room.
Jungkook was too into another world he did not realize that he was back in Taehyung's arms. He escaped his imaginary world when he heard the stairs cracking. Taehyung's embrace tightened again. Jungkook was suffocating.
"Tae, let me go." He shook his head.
He snuggled in Jungkook's shoulder. "Please let go, you're hurting me." Jungkook felt something wet on his skin. He looked down. His shirt had wet spots on it.
"WHERE IS HE? I KNOW YOU'RE LYING!" A loud crash was heard from downstairs.
Taehyung got up. He took Jungkook by the shoulders, looking in his eyes. "Call the cops. Now." Taehyung went out of the room running. Jungkook took out his phone. He did the 911. They ask him what was the emergency. He heard a scream. He was sure the person on the other side of the phone had heard too. He told them the address. They told to stay where he was, away from any danger, and that the police was coming soon. He heard more screams and glass breaking. He did not hear Taehyung over all the noise.
He was getting scared for his life.
Jungkook peaked at the hallway. There was nothing. He walked to the stairs and saw what was happening. Taehyung was bloodily lying in thee floor with a baseball bat in hands. A woman was as bloody as his boyfriend, but more dirty. She looked like she did not have a shower in years with greasy-looking hair, ripped clothes and dirty skin. Sher threw a glass in Taehyung's direction. He avoided it fortunately. Jungkook wanted to go help Taehyung, but he knew it would be to dangerous. The woman looked possessed, crazy and wild. Jungkook was crying up the stairs, waiting for the police.
It was five minutes later that the cops kicked the door open, armed with gun.
"YOU CALLED THE COPS, YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
She ran to Taehyung and gave him a kick in the stomach. She was going to do it again, but one of the biggest man took her. She struggled to escape the man. She was outside, Jungkook tumbled down the stairs the fastest he could. He knelt at Taehyung's side when he finally reached him. The paramedics asked him to move. Unfortunately, since Jungkook was not family, he couldn't go with them. Baekhyun got taken too.
Jungkook walked home with worry. The lead paramedic had told him that he would be the first one called when Taehyung would wake up and everything would be okay. When he got home, he ran straight to his mother. He told her what happened at the house, and how Taehyung got hurt. Jungkook slept with his mother that night, with Tzuyu slepping alone in Jungkook's mother' s bed. Everything was going to be okay, was what his mother was saying.
Everything okay.
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My Loving Bully
Fanfic(Just to say, after writing this story I'll do a MAJOR editing and it is the only k-pop fanfic I'll do on my profile) (17/ 47 chapters edited) WARNING!!! This book contains bullying, child abuse and homophobia. Please, read at your discretion. What...