Voices|TK

thirty four

34| pain of a 14-years-old

jimin and jungkook arrived at jin and namjoon's dorm, where everyone was gathered. "we packed your things too." jin said.

both males smiled and thanked them.

"we have three cars, but we probably just need two, right?" namjoon said and the boys nodded. "three in each car?"

"yes."

yoongi looked at jungkook worriedly and swung his arm around the male's shoulder. "hey, i'm sorry that i left taehyung alone."

jungkook shook his head, smiling. "don't blame yourself, i'm sorry for shouting at you."

"so we're ready?" hoseok and jungkook took a deep breath. "seems so."

"wife? what do you mean?" taehyung asked confused.

"well, kid, i need money. and i suddenly remembered, i have a son. so why not marry him off to a wealthier family, so that i can live in peace? then i searched for someone and showed them photos of jungkook. finny hoe easily they agreed to marry their daughter off to him." the man supported his words with annoying hand moves, which let taehyung feel like throwing up.

taehyung looked at the man with a mixture of disgust, confusion and disbelief. "you're disgusting."

the man scoffed. "i'm not the one who fucks with a boy."

taehyung glared at him. "i love jungkook and we can do whatever we want!"

the man got closer. "you say that... but is that true? the last time i remember you're being held in this room and jungkook's getting married against his will-

"he won't fucking marry her!"

the man let a low growl out. he took taehyung's phone from his pocket and opened the camera. "c'mon taehyungie, say cheese." the man kicked against taehyung's leg, making the boy fall onto his knees. taehyung glared at him. "what do you-"

a kick on the stomach cut him off though and he let a shallow breath out, falling to the ground in pain. "y-you fucking asshole!"

the man chuckled, holding the camera closer to taehyung's face. "oh jungkookie, if i were you i would hurry up. taehyung do you have anything to say?" the man smirked.

taehyung reached his arm out to grab the phone, but earned another kick agaisnt his stomach. "nah ah, i changed my mind."

he ended the video and quickly sent it to jungkook, smiling pleased at the on the floor cowering boy.

he just went out and closed the door and taehyung could finally let tears out that have been starting to form earlier. is this how jungkook had to live?

soft cries left his lips, imagining how hard life had been for his boyfriend, who only was a kid at that time. taehyung could imagine what jungkook had gone through, but he never got to experience it himself.

and what he got was only one bite of what jungkook had been living through and this thoughts makes taehyung so sad. how can someone treat his own son like this... how can someone treat a person as lovely as jungkook like that?

taehyung bites the sobs back and a small smile formed on his lips. jungkook is so strong.

the pain slowly eased and taehyung got up again, walking back to the closet, where he pulled that box out. "this was jungkook's room, right?" he asked himself.

he took the box and sat on the bed and studied the insides. it were letters, written by a kid in pain, that had no one but himself to talk to.

a soft smile formed on taehyung's lips when he looked at the back of the envelopes, that said: sender: jeon jungkook, receiver: mommy.