Sold

1.3

Jisung flopped over his bed, his head pounding from the previous night. He couldn't really remember much that had happened but he figured he could just ask Hyunjin about it in the morning. The older drank considerably less then he had and Jisung just knew something had happened.

Jeongin and Seungmin had stayed the night and had left only an hour ago leaving Jisung alone to his hangover and empty room. He couldn't help but wonder what Hyunjin was up to. As the name of the older crossed his mind, Jisung thought he would call him, see how he was handling his hangover, he had to be doing much better than Jisung. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts, a smile spreading across his face when his eyes landing on his contact name.

"Jisung, what're you doing?" a deep voice filled Jisung's room, a voice he instantly recognized. Jisung fumbled as he tried to shut off his phone, but he ended up dropping it, the device sliding across the floor.

Jisung's eyes widened in a panic as Jungkook reached down to grab the phone, his eyes narrowing as he took in what the screen displayed. His glare went from the phone in his hand and landed on Jisung's cowering figure, situated on the bed. "Jungk-"

"Is this what you call not cheating?" he bellowed, completely ignoring the scared boy trembling in front of him.

"Jungkook I-"

"Look Jisung I really don't want to hear it. Clearly you can't be trusted to be out on your own." he fumed, storming towards the boy and wrapping a forceful hand around his forearm.

"W-what do you mean?" Jisung's eyes were wide with fear as the wandered to the had on his arm. He tried to wiggle his arm out of the stronger's grip but to no avail.

"I mean you're coming with me." Jungkook's eyes narrowed even further. He dragged Jisung off his bed and shoved him towards his closet before throwing the younger's backpack after him. Jisung fell to the ground at the foot of his closet. The bag hit him in the side before landing on the floor next to him. "Pack your stuff, we're going back to my apartment."

Jisung sniffled, tears steaming down his cheeks as a shaky hand reached out for his bag.

"GOD SHUT UP AND STOP CRYING!" Jungkook screamed, hitting some of the contents on Jisung's desk over.

This, of course, only made Jisung cry even harder, but he tried to hide it by turning his back on Jungkook and stuffing his face into the hood of his sweatshirt to muffle his sniffles and sobs. A loud scoff reached his ears and he heard Jungkooks foot steps near. He tried his best to curl himself into a ball on his side, hoping to become a smaller target but Jungkook only got angrier.

"You're such a stupid slut you know that?" Jungkook narrowed his eyes at the boy, lifting him up by his hoodie. "You don't even deserve a loving boyfriend like me you stupid piece of shit." Jungkooks arm was raised and Jisung squeezed his eyes shut bracing for contact when suddenly-

"Excuse me?" a voice came from the door, one that Jisung instantly recognized.

Jungkook dropped Jisung back to the ground and turned around to look at the two standing in his doorway. His mother stood slightly behind the second person, Hyunjin. Both were absolutely fuming at what they had just witnessed. Hyunjin looked ready to kill, and considering the situation, Jisung wouldn't be surprised if he did. Jisung scrambled from his closet to his mother who instantly opened her arms for him, removing him from the room.

Leaving only Hyunjin and Jungkook, two active bombs, both ready to go off.