𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 [DISCONTINUED]

chapter thirteen

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Namjoon found where Taehyung lived by making Jimin talk.

Taehyung hasn't been going to school often so Namjoon just decided to threaten Jimin to get his address and go to it. He lived in an apartment so it was easy to give it away, apartment name and room number. That's it.

Namjoon knocked on the door, quite loudly. The apartment building wasn't really neat, it was plain. When he waited, Taehyung wasn't the one who answered the door. It was—

"Jeongguk?" Namjoon knitted his brows.

"Oh, hi Namjoon-Hyung." Jeongguk replied in a low voice, not really opening the door all the way with the chain still on.

"I thought Taehyung lived here. Did I..get the wrong apartment?" He got confused.

"No, you didn't. This is the right apartment."

"Then..why are you here—I mean," Namjoon shook his head. "I need to talk to Taehyung. For a moment."

Jeongguk fluttered his eyes, looking inside of the apartment for a few seconds, then looking back at Namjoon. "He doesn't want to talk to anyone. Can you come some other day?"

Namjoon brows knitted. Something's odd. "What's going on? Did something happen?"

"Nothing happened it's just..not a good day."

"Alright." He sighed. "Well, tell him I didn't stop by. I don't want him getting pissy."

"Okay." Jeongguk nodded, closing the door.

Namjoon softly sighed. It sounds like I'm worried, damnit. He rubbed the back of his neck, looking back at the door with a frown across his face.

"Who stopped by?"

"Some guy." Jeongguk shrugged, walking up to the bed. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"It hurts." Taehyung mumbled, biting his bottom lip. "Feeling the pain makes me wide awake."

"Hyung." Jeongguk sat on the edge of the bed. "You knew it was a bad plan to meet your father and you still got shot."

Taehyung sighed, softly grabbing the younger's arm and pulled him a bit close so he could rest his head on the boy's shoulder, putting his arms around his arm. He got comfortable in the spot, hissing in the pain on his right thigh.

"I know." The older mumbled. "I-I just wanted to see who he was, who my appa was." He clenched his jaw. "He didn't want to meet me. Wh-What did I ever do to him?"

"It's your mother's fault. It's not yours."

"F-For getting pregnant by me?" Taehyung lifted his head up, looking at the younger. "I-It's my own papa's fault—he didn't care about using a condom!"

"Taehyung, stop." Jeongguk spoke up. "She let herself get pregnant, it's not you appa's fault. He didn't want to meet you because he didn't want to be a father in the first place."

He's right. Taehyung fluttered his eyes and lowered his head back down on the boy's shoulder. Jeongguk sighed, lifting his free hand up to the older's head, petting his hair softly.

"I hate that you're right." He mumbled, caressing the boy's muscle. "I love you."

Jeongguk knitted his brows. "What?"

"I trust you more than anyone else, not even Jimin. You're like my non existent brother."

Jeongguk chuckled. "I love you too bro."

Taehyung softly smiled.

The younger's phone started to ring, making him carefully reach over and grab his phone, only seeing number and not a name. "Unknown number." He mumbled.

"Answer it."

Jeongguk shrugged and just pressed the green button, lifting the phone up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Jeongguk?"

He knitted his brows. "...Yes?"

"It's Yoongi. Do you have time to talk?"

How the hell did he even get my number? Jeongguk fluttered his eyes a lot, clearing his throat. "Um, I can't right now."

"How come you can't?" Yoongi asked, looking at the younger while resting his arms on the steering wheel.

Namjoon pouted, putting his head down on the window of the car.

"I'm taking care of someone. We can talk later."

Namjoon knitted his brows, lifting his head back up to look at Yoongi. Taking care? He's taking care of Taehyung? Why? What happened? He got confused, slicking his hair back.

"Okay. Talk to you at school?"

"Sure. Bye." Jeongguk ended the call first.

Yoongi sighed, putting his phone down on his lap. "Well, your other plan failed."

"I just wanted to know what's going on."

"Joon, Jeongguk is really good at keeping secrets so don't try to break the boy for an answer."

The younger crossed his arms. "I don't want to break Jeongguk. I just want to know why Taehyung is at home and only allowing Jeongguk to enter his house."

"Something probably happened, just chill."

Namjoon glared at his Hyung.

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