I'm Your Safe Place

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The next morning was almost the same. Nothing new to brighten up Jungkook's routine of getting up, going to school, and coming home with bruises littered across his pale skin. Except for taking a shower to clean off since he went straight to bed last night. Today the young omega decided on wearing a lilac sweatshirt with white sweatpants.

After combing his hair to get all the messy strands in place, Jungkook walks into the kitchen and pulls out a few strawberries to munch on. He didn't bother to check up on his bruises that stung more today, purposely avoiding them. It's not anything new, anything special to be overly concerned about. It happens so often that the poor omega just gave up as a whole.

With a sigh, Jungkook set his plate in the sink and grabbed his phone off the counter. He walked towards the front door to grab his school bag, swinging the said bag over his shoulder with a hiss. Opening the door softly, Jungkook exited his house.

Hearing tiny pebbles roll with each step he took and the wind whistling loudly, Jungkook became trapped in his own thoughts again. It would be the same thing today, wouldn't it? Oh how he wanted something to change, someone to see. As much of a bother he doesn't want to be, the pain seemed endless. The omega knew these thoughts did nothing but shred his tiny sense of hope to pieces. He wished the same thing every day it seemed yet it never came true. How would today be any different?

Pulling him from his thoughts was the sight of his school coming into view. Jungkook walked through those familiar gates and up the dirty steps, quickly finding his locker before Youngjae caught a glimpse of tiny figure, signaling he was open for their access. Opening the blue locker, Jungkook exchanged things silently while his body shook out of anxiety.

Finishing up rather quickly, the small omega shut his locker and turned around but felt himself hit a bigger, broader person. This made Jungkook stumble backwards and collide with the lockers behind him, creating a metal thud.

What wasn't expected, a hand with familiar skintone reaching out to help the young male. "Sorry about that, are you okay?" A deep voice questioned. Jungkook took the hand blindly, looking up to be met with his crush's concerned face. The omega instantly blushed heavily. Clumsily bumping into Taehyung scored Jungkook a small chance of avoiding Youngjae. Of course, he became a flustered mess and didn't know what to respond as butterflies overpowered his own thoughts to reply.

"Y-yea...thank you." Jungkook stammered out while avoiding the alpha's strong gaze. "Hey, are you alright? You weren't in math, everyone said you wen't home injured." Taehyung asked worriedly. Jungkook sighed at those words, not knowing what to reply.

"I'm okay, just some minor things..." The younger awnsered. Taehyung nodded with a small frown, something seemed off but he wasn't going to push it. "Well I'll see you around, bye Kookie!" The alpha waved as he walked away, the scent that engulfed Jungkook in a calming essence was gone in an instant. The conversation ending as fast as it started which landed a pout to the omega's lips.

There was still a couple minutes left until the first period started so Jungkook went to use the bathroom. He hated asking the teacher in the middle of class with all eyes drilling holes into his already embarrassed figure. Talking wasn't exactly his forte, especially when fake people would hear. Nothing against his classmates but he's heard the conversations they share and some aren't pretty.

After doing his business, Jungkook went to wash his hands and dry them. Since the room was empty he decided to fix a strand of hair that fell out of place before the bell rung. Hearing the door swing open not only startled him but petrified him when seeing who had entered.

"Oh look, it's the boy who thought he could avoid us today. Did you really think talking to Taehyung could prevent the inevitable? Guess we'll have to teach you a lesson." Youngjae spat with a smirk forming. Jungkook stood in place, unable to move due to fear. "P-please..." The omega begged as tears arise, slowly backing up like that would save him from their abuse.