𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐨𝐬

t w e n t y

Four years earlier:

     Taehyung grunted, head spinning, body aching. He felt so sick and nauseous. He didn't remember anything that happened, his mind felt way too cloudy for him to try to recall any of it.

He felt his lower back throb, causing him to groan. Taehyung pushed up on his elbows, bringing a fist to his eye to rub out the sleepiness he felt. He didn't know the time, where he was, what happened, or anything of that nature.

What he did know is that he was in pain and had to throw up. That being mentioned, he shoved himself out of the bed and dashed to the bathroom despite the agonizing pain digging itself deeper into Taehyung's body.

The sad thing was that he didn't even make it to the bathroom. He ended up in a closet and threw up on the floor, not having time to hold it in and run elsewhere. He gagged, throwing up everything he had the previous night. Which wasn't much he imagined.

The colors of blues and greens painted the floor now, the smell awful and gross. He dry heaved, again, not having much to eat last night. Most of it was just drinking and then some wings.

Taehyung's stomach muscles clenched, making the pain overall worse than what it was. But eventually, he stopped throwing up and exited the closet.

His eyes scattered around the room, noticing the clothes and bedsheets tossed everywhere. He didn't miss the fact the room reeked of sex and sweat.

But Taehyung didn't remember Jungkook or Jeongguk going with him. In fact, they were both too young to even go out with Taehyung so how did he end up with one of them (or both of them) in a dirty motel room?

That's right. He didn't.

Just as on cue, the right door to the bathroom opened and a tall, lengthy figure walked. His blond hair was a mess, tired eyes, and he looked to have scratch marks down his back. His lower half was covered with jeans that he had been wearing the night before. They looked dirty, weird white stains on them.

"L-Leehyun?!" Taehyung gaped, eyes going twice their size. His face and body flushed all color. This couldn't be happening.

The aforementioned looked over, looking just as surprised and shocked as Taehyung was. "Taehyung?" He didn't sound as frantic. He scanned the smaller boy and gasped, turning back around so he wasn't looking at him. "P-Put some clothes on."

Taehyung didn't even notice he was naked. He hurriedly grabbed his pants and slipped them over his hickey-covered thighs, now completely ignoring the pain he felt. "We didn't— right? We couldn't have! We're taken! Both of us! T-That would be—" He couldn't breathe right.

The elder was deep in thought, trying to process this. He recalled certain things but not everything came to him just yet. "I don't know . . . It doesn't feel right."

"No duh! We're not with who we should be with! It isn't going to feel any type of way!" Taehyung proclaimed, hands flying through his hair. "They're going to actually end me . . . They're going to kill me! They'll hurt me! Jeongguk will fuck me up!" He was hysterical the more he went over the situation, tears wasting no time as they flooded down his cheeks. His body began to tremble with absolute fear. As repeated any times before, cursing wasn't his thing but he couldn't hold back.

That's when Leehyun turned to face his friend, feeling bad. He walked over, making Taehyung sit down on the bed so he wouldn't fall. "Listen, Tae, I'm sure they won't kill-"

"You don't know them! Jeongguk freaked out over you being my first kiss and now I got to tell him I fucked you?!" Taehyung hated cursing but he was so afraid and outraged. "I can't tell them, I-I can't!"

"It's going to make it worse for you, Taehyung. What are you going to do? Run away? Never tell them? Live on like it never happened?" Leehyun said, shaking his head while Taehyung actually thought those were brilliant ideas.

"No but . . ." The younger huffed, his chest aching as guilt and regret weighed in. The twins didn't deserve this. Taehyung couldn't even wrap his head around it; cheating. It wasn't him at all. He was so loyal and never dreamed of cheating on the twins. They were so good to him and gave him everything he wanted. "I don't even remember anything." He told but when he said that, he knew there was some lie to it.

He then remembered driving to the motel with Leehyun. He remembered stripping his body right in front of the elder. He got on his lap and he told Leehyun he wanted to have sex with him. Taehyung knew that wasn't his character.

He just wasn't like that.

The other young adult huffed, shaking his head in denial. "I really don't think they'll kill you." He added. "But we have to tell them; it isn't right to lie to them and say nothing happened. What time is it? I'm sure they're blowing up our phones."

Taehyung gulped, looking on the floor to find his phone which ended under the bed. He picked it up and turned it on. Thankfully it wasn't dead just yet.

"It's twelve." He said. "Does Jimin know you're with me?" Taehyung asked, trying to figure out some bullshit lie he could tell to get himself out of this predictable.

"No, I told him I was just going to go home but I knew you were going out so I went with you." Leehyun shrugged. He looked genuinely upset but he held back from saying anything because Taehyung too was distraught. "Do your boyfriends know we were together?"

"I don't know. I think they think I'm with or around you but I can't tell them, Leehyun, I-I just can't."

"Fine." He shrugged. "Don't but you're going to need to at some point. It'll eat you up inside." He pushed off the bed, picking up the garbage laying around and any loose clothing pieces. "I'll tell Jimin I cheated on him but if it makes you feel good about yourself, I'll just tell him it was some stranger. I shouldn't need to do your dirty work for you. You decide on what you want to do, how you should do it, and whatever else you think is best."

And he was right.

     He was so right. Taehyung leaned back in his chair. The twins just stormed away and it killed Taehyung as much as it did back then.

If only he just told them back then, things might've been different but that wasn't the case at all. He was so scared and fleeting just sounded better to the cheater. He thought it would be better if he didn't need to tell them and he could get away from it.

Taehyung couldn't look them in the eye. He really thought they would hurt him if he told them after it happened. For many reasons.

One being the fact it was with Leehyun, his close friend. Another being because Taehyung knew how much they hated Leehyun and he ended up in his arms. Finally, it would be because Taehyung guaranteed his loyalty to these boys and then had ended up sleeping with someone he wouldn't ever imagine himself sleeping with.

The twins had never ever laid a finger on Taehyung in such a cruel way — besides little ass slaps for pleasure. They weren't abusive and didn't hit him like Minji would.

Taehyung hated that he compared them to Minji the way he did. He felt like an idiot and he arguable was indeed an idiot. He knew that if he were still with Minji and he cheated like he did on the Jeon Twins, he would've most certainly been killed on spot.

But he wasn't with Minji. Minji was dead. He was dating the Jeon Twins who neither one of them were abusive so why he felt like he would be hurt was beyond him.

Taehyung did regret leaving the way he did and he knew that if they decided to be friends with him again, it would take awhile to ever earn their trust back. A very long time but Taehyung was willing to make it all up to them.

Even if it took him years to earn.

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A/N:

I know I said something different in the last chapter but I figured you guys would actually want to see a bit more on Taehyung's behalf!

1. Be ready for sarcastic comments!
2. When do you want Taehyung to tell Jimin?