𝙆𝙥𝙤𝙥 𝘽𝙭𝘽 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨 [𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙]

ㅁJungkook x Taehyungㅁ

BTS
Angst(?)
Psycho!Taehyung
Forced little!Jungkook
Warning: (kidnapping, drugs)
Request

Taehyung silently folds and unfolds his napkin, setting it aside before picking it back up again and continuing to crease the material,

"I'm so sorry for the wait sir, what would you like today?"

Taehyung snaps his head, his eyes wavering as he momentarily blanks.

"I- uh-"

Jungkook smiles, holding up his hands not noticing as Taehyung sucks in air.

"Don't worry about it mister, take your time."

He holds his little notebook between both of his hands, gently rocking on his heels as he looks away.

A respectful air to the way he looks elsewhere as to not make Taehyung uncomfortable.

Taehyung quickly scans through the menu before clearing his throat.

"I'd like a strawberry frappuccino please."

With shaky hands he hands back the menu before subtly watching Jungkook's face scrunch up gently as he scribbles in his tiny notebook.

The boy's young features remind Taehyung of his deceased child, skin wrinkle free and stretched smoothly and softly across the gentle slopes of his chin and cheekbones.

Happy memories drift through his mind of a laughing boy, his smile wider and brighter than the sunlight filtering through the shades as his wife dances merrily around him.

A small bowl of pancake batter rests on her hip as she stirrs gently, dipping down quickly to place a kiss on the head of the boy.

The memory disappears with a fleeting sense of urgency causing his heart to race as he attempts to catch his breath.

He lifts his eyes, scanning the dimmed cafe until they come to rest on the waiter.

Son... you've come home.

. . .

Taehyung's watch beeps quietly, signalling the anointed time.

9pm.

He looks up from his newspaper, one that he had snatched off of a park bench.

The park sits in a small grove of trees across the street from the cafe, the lamplights illuminating him in an eerie yellow glow.

His eyes flick up from the article he wasn't reading, scanning the relatively empty street before landing on Jungkook's shaded figure, turning the open sign to closed.

Go.

Taehyung stands, discarding the newspaper in the trash before heading towards the alley to the left of the cafe, turning right as the dumpster comes into view.

"S-sir?"

A soaked cloth is forcibly pressed against his mouth as Taehyung uses his weight to drag the boy to the ground.

Jungkook's shoes scrape roughly against the pavement as he scratches at Taehyung's hands, nails ripping at his skins causing him to bleed as he hisses in pain.

"Please, please don't struggle."

Jungkook hesitates, his hands going loose for a few seconds before slumping to his sides as his eyes flutter shut.

Taehyung removes the cloth, watching in awe as Jungkook lets out a shuddering breath, seemingly resting in peace as Taehyung hugs the boy's shoulders.

I've missed you so much.

. . .

Taehyung giggles softly as he watches Jungkook's eye lashes quiver against his cheeks.

His nose quivers cutely as taehyung gently caresses his jaw with his finger tips.

The feeling of taehyung's ghosting fingers causes Jungkook to stir, stretching his arms up and over his head as he yawns, arching his back as he stretches.

He drops his arms to his side, blinking his eyes open before looking around him and eventually coming to land on Tahyung's seated form.

"Did you play well?"

"W-who are you?"

His bottom lip quivers as he pulls it between his teeth, nibbling gently on his skin as his eyes water.

Taehyung smiles gently, the mixture had worked perfectly, an array of specific drugs and alcohol drugging the boy into a child like submission.

"Don't worry, Jungkook. I'm here to take care of you."

He lifts his hand up, pressing his thumb against his thinly pressed mouth momentarily before pushing his thumb past his lips and sucking gently.

"I-I don't know where I a-am... who are you?"

Taehyung takes a step forward, running his fingers gently through the boy's chestnut colored hair before pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"I'm going to take care of you, I'm going to be your new dad."

"D-daddy?"

Taehyung's chest swirls with pride as a warm feeling spreads throughout him from the new name.

You'll always be happy, I'll make sure of it, no one will hurt you, I guarantee it.

Taehyung hums quietly, flicking his finger gently against the tip of the needle, watching as a few droplets shoot out, silently acknowledge Jungkook as he rises semi out of his little stupor.

"Who the hell are you!?"