Changes- Taekook

eight

"Shit", Taehyung cursed under his breath, trying to stay calm. Of course, that little fucker had to ruin everything, he should be used to that by now. 
"Does that mean you'll have to kill me now?" The younger turned then to Taehyung, who was already looking at him in despise, "cause if I remember properly, you failed that the last time you tried." 
Taehyung didn't know whether to tell him that it was not even his intention to kill the younger, cause if he did, the Maknae would completely lose every form of respect towards him or if he should just let him believe what he wanted. 
"Well, since I don't think my death is an option for you, what are we going to do from now on? I mean you could just let me join whatever you're doing. When I was a child I used to take boxing lessons, maybe I could be useful?" 

Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle about Jungkooks' words. V didn't exactly know why, maybe because it was a rather pathetic answer? Yeah, that must be it. 
"I don't think that will help you much", Seokjin threw in, a slight smile on his face. He already liked the young boy, he had this thing where he sometimes felt like a mother to his friends and his instinct was kicking in already with the Maknae. 
"But I'm not scared", Jungkook assured the older before smiling briefly. "You know, I didn't have an easy life where I lived before and I still don't have. I mean, I can't complain since my mother loves me and I have a home and food but- I always feel like I'm not important. As if I don't matter in this world..." 

Seokjin stayed silent. He didn't want to feel empathy for the younger, he didn't want him to stay with his group of friends. What they did would ruin him and he just couldn't let that happen. But he did understand how Jungkook felt. To be honest, every one of them felt like that. As if they were nothing, their existence irrelevant. Being with his friends helped so fucking much, finally having something to do, finally being relevant. Even if what they did was bad. 

"No", Taehyung growled. His jaw was clenched and he could feel how all of his muscles tensed up. The Maknae turned to Taehyung, who he had completely forgotten about, and looked at him for a second longer than he should. He found the older fascinating, in a very, very weird way. 

"Why?" It was only a whisper, the sight of Taehyung looking like the hottest human on earth made the younger noticeably nervous. "This isn't the world you want to be in. I believe you, that what you have experienced was hard for you. But you only really want to be part of this", he looked around in the room, "when you really don't have anything to lose. Don't just act like this because you're bored, or a little depressed. Go live your life. If I had the chance to live my life as you do, I wouldn't throw it away like that."
The room was silent. What Taehyung said mad sense to Jungkook, he was sure that what Taehyung or Suga went through was way worse than the bullying he had experienced- not saying that that wasn't bad, or that it was messing with his head anyways. But he had a mother, two amazing friends- a chance to live his life like he always had wanted. Find a boyfriend that loved him... 

"Now go, please", Taehyung mumbled, not even looking at Jungkook. He didn't know what to do with the younger anymore. Why the hell was he acting like this when Jungkook was around him? V wanted to punch himself, normally he had to either kill him if he found out about him or make him part of his gang, so he wouldn't have a chance of blurting it out, because his own life was in danger as well. But he couldn't do either with Jeongguk and he despised himself for that. 

"What?" 

Jungkook couldn't believe his ears. "I said go. Before I change my mind." 
After hearing those words, the Maknae sighed, before getting up and leaving the flat. He didn't even look back at the other two boys. 
After closing the door, he could feel his eyes tear up, not even understanding why. Why was he this weak? Why couldn't he be like Taehyung, so tough and brave? 
I don't even have a reason to be depressed, he thought to himself before stepping outside of the building he was in. There are people who have it much worse than me, why can't I be strong like them? 

Still crying he walked along the road, not even knowing where to go. He didn't know where he was, nor how to get home, but he was too focused on his own thoughts to notice that. Little did he know that someone was watching him, hidden behind one of the cars in the parking lots on the other side of the road. 

The stranger smirked, exactly knowing where that boy was coming from and what that would mean. He quickly pulled out his phone, calling the first person that came to his mind. 
"Boss?" He started after the person on the other line picked up. 

"I think I found someone interesting." 

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Ugh! I'm so fucking upset haha. This shit is 900 words long, but I really wanted to cut it there. But there are only 100 words missing to reach my goal of 1000 words per chapter. Sometimes I reach it, sometimes I don't and it bothers me haha. Do you notice the difference?

ALSO! I'm writing the whole story before I publish it, cause if I don't I'll probably get lazy when I'm seeing that I only have about 10 reads per chapter so yeah. But as I'm writing this (27.01.2020) both of my parents celebrate their birthday, and I, being the introvert that I am, am writing this. Also (for you probably a little late haha) DID YOU FUCKING SEE JUNGKOOK AT THE GRAMMYS 2020????? HE LOOKED SO FUCKING FINE! I mean all did, but even I as a Yoongi stan have to admit that he stood out. 

I'm really looking forward to the 21.02.2020- if you don't know why then please stop reading this fanfiction smh. 

P.S. Stan Stray Kids, they released two of their songs in English and Minho's' English is so cuteeeeeee<3

P.S.S. With all of this I have 1100 words, yay haha. Let me know if you read all of this, it's honestly just me fangirling. I normally try to keep my Author notes short and don't talk about my babies but I couldn't resist today. Probably because I'm trying to avoid my Italian relatives that visited for the birthday of my mum. 

Also, 8 is my favourite number haha lol (this is the eighth chapter) so I had to talk about them in this one.

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Well, I found out that I love writing author notes so there will be quite a lot, just skip them if you're not interested