CONTROL [VKOOK]

9: cant

"mom?"

"mom?"

Little jungkook shook his mother awake. She was sleeping.

"the fuck do you wake me up for?" his mother woke up annoyed.

"dad still hasn't come home" jungkook said. He should have returned a hour ago, and he was getting worried.

"so what, leave me alone" his mother said and turned her back to the kid.

"whst if something happend to him?"

"maybe we should call him"

"leave my fucking room!" His mother now shouted and sat up.

"but-"

*slap*

"stop talking"  his mother had slapped her son. Jungkook just stood there looking at her.

"arent you worried?"

"thats enough" his mother got out of bed and grabbed Jungkooks ask roughly. Dragging him out of the room.
She took him to his own room and pushed him inside, making jungkook fall against his bed.
"you stay here, and domt make a sound"

-

Thats what jungkook did. He played with his car racetrack a bit but he hot bored very fast. He looked at the time. It had been two hours already. He stood up to the door and opened it.

Peeking outside, he then heared sounds.

"you useless bitch!"

It was hus father. Jungkook hurried out of his room and ran downstairs.
Seeing his father hit mother.

"mom!" he shouted seeing her fall agaisnt the wall with a pained expression.

"Jungkook i tokd you to stay in your room" she said.

"no get over here son" his father said.

Jungkook did as asked walking to his father. As he was in reach he got a slap im his face. He stumbled onto the floor.

"why did we even get a kid" his father mumbled.

"because you love me" Jungkook said with a smile.

"yea right, we do" they sounded sarcastic but that was something jungkook didnt understand. So he smiled happy and stood back up.

Alwayas taking the unnecessary beatings. Saying it was out of love.

-

Taehyung woke up with a gasp.  He say up in the uncomfortable bed. It was way to bright in the room. He rubbed his eyes and blinked.

So much white.

"where am-oh wait.....I know" he mumbled and sighed. His face and ribs hurted, he could feel the plasters when he touched his face.

The memoried of last night came back. That Jungkook beated him too much. Taehyung had gave up. He gave up trying, he gave up everything. He just let himself getting hit to death. At least it would have been over.

But now he was back, and still stuck with Jungkook.

He doesnt care anymore.

He looked at the ring on his finger. It was a happy time, it was too soon. But they felt happy. At least Taehyung did.

He felk in kovs very fast with the younger. For his shy and misterious behavour. He wanted to know him more to help him.

He never should have accepted.