Namjoon flicked his lighter several times with a hum just watching the flames for several seconds feeling the burn on his thumb before releasing the button and letting the flame dissipate. He decided to stop playing with it and finally lit his cigarette inhaling the thick smoke and holding it in several seconds before exhaling. Eyes glancing toward the pink ashtray.
"Those damn things are gonna kill ya" Jimin muttered walking in wafting the smoke away from him. Namjoon turned a bit towards the open window so the smoke wouldn't bother him. "There are a lot of things that can kill me" he rolled his eyes but the corner of his mouth itched upward in a grin "what's up?" He asked leaning back against the wall.
"I think you need to speak with Kookie he's going through a hard time" he said softly laying down on the bed Namjoon was sitting on. "Why?" He asked softly flicking the ash into the pink ceramic as Jimin laid his head in his lap.
"Schools rough especially when the kids realized where he lived" he sighed looking at his beat up shoes.
"He should be proud of who he is and where he came from" Namjoon said waving his hand around softly turning to stare outside at the cold grey city. He made Jungkook go back to college when he first moved in and he swore the kid held it against him sometimes.
"Joon" Jimin said softly and the taller sighed and nodded standing up causing the younger to roll off of him. "Fine" he said "I'll go talk with him" he left the younger in his room turning down their dim hallway to find the boys room the only one in the house to have his own room per Jimin's request. He knocked softly and let himself in.
Hoseok and Tae were sitting on the mattress that was on the floor fussing over him. "Jungkook" he said softly and the two heads parted showing Namjoon the black eye.
Namjoon gently crouched down after the other two boys separated. He gently touched the purple bruise "who did this to you?" He asked sitting back on his feet staring at the boy who blinked back at him with a distrustful glance "nobody"
"Jungkook don't speak like that. Just tell me who did it and I'll take care of it" he said calmly watching the younger look conflicted a few times before looking down his dark hair covering his face "just some kids. They found out that I lived here after they followed me home" He said sadly swallowing a lump in his throat.
He saw Tae and Hoseok glance at each other "can you two please give us a moment?" He asked watching as they scurried off shutting the door.
"What did they do?" Namjoon asked.
"What do you mean what did they do? They kicked my ass" he said annoyed and angered.
"What did they call you?" He asked.
"A faggot" he said harshly.
"Are you?" He asked again.
"Yes" he snapped.
"Are you ashamed of who you are?" Namjoon asked again getting under his skin.
"No, but it's fucking hard when everyone knows you're gay when you didn't want anyone to know" he said frustratedly working himself up to tears.
Namjoon pulled the younger boy into his arms letting him cry against his shoulder. "Remember when I first met you?" He asked hearing Jungkook hum in reply he continued "Jimin had told me there was a fresh face at the park. That a young kid was sleeping outside with just his backpack. I went and found you that day because I knew you were someone who could be saved. You could make something out of yourself so don't let those kids ruin what I've given to you. Another chance and one that allows you to be yourself don't listen to them and if they hit you you hit harder or tell one of us to kick their ass, ok?" He asked.
Jungkook leaned back wiping his eyes but keeping them closed. Namjoon pet his hair a moment "I'll send the other two boys back in to baby you a little bit" he teased getting a soft kick by the kid.
"Love you too" Namjoon said standing up and walking to the door.
"Hey Joon" Jungkook called softly. Namjoon paused looking at him "can you walk me to school tomorrow ya know so you can kick their asses"
"Of course" he said leaving the room with a snort. Despite the kid pushing him away he believed the two of them were more alike than he wanted to admit. They came from nothing and both were given opportunities that could either save them or destroy them but he wasn't going to let anything touch the kid. He already swore to it. He treated Jungkook like his son despite being only a few years older than him.
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Fanfiction"Those damn things are gonna kill ya" Jimin muttered walking in wafting the smoke away from him. Namjoon turned a bit towards the open window so the smoke wouldn't bother him. "There are a lot of things that can kill me" he rolled his eyes but the c...