AIN'T MY FAULT | taekook

Chapter 38

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Numb. That's what he was feeling as he woke up in the morning. His body, brain and heart were all numb. The nightmare he experienced has left so many bruises in his mind that he knows they will take time to cure, and will hurt a lot, especially because they are deep red cuts of someone he doesn't want to face.

Taehyung started the shower, the hot water flowing like the tears he shed last night, except they were cold, just like last night. The single thought of the other made him shiver, he could still feel the other's hands on him, the rough hands that had pinned him down, that had slapped him. He looked up in the mirror, a red mark on his cheek was evident of his cruel fate.

The whole bus ride made him anxious, if he hadn't had important lectures, he would have just laid in his bed, numb, maybe crying. But someone's fucked up and violent self doesn't deserve to make him waste all the money and effort his parents had done to send him to this big city. Seoul, the city he dreamed of every night, turned into black nightmare.

Walking by the corridors was more hard, head hung low, scarf around the neck though in fear someone might see the aftermath of his professor's cruel action, he walked quietly by students, flinching when a hand gripped his shoulder.

Taehyung turned scared, a breath left his lips as he saw Jinyoung and Sehun standing there smiling.
"Where are you running, little tiger?" Jinyoung joked as he neared the male, who pulled his scarf up, to hide his face, action noticed by Sehun.
"You're having fever?" He asked worriedly, Taehyung looked up a little shocked.

"Umm...just cold." He breathed, eyes not meeting his friend's. Sehun took a step, hand going to Taehyung's forehead as he frowned. Taehyung gulped at the action, every contact of others making him remember how someone will react if he see this.
"You're having little fever." Sehun mumbled, Jinyoung too turned and nudged Taehyung to go home and rest or visit the nurse.

"I'm okay." He said, forcing a smile and started walking with them to their class, not before Sehun asked him to tell them if he felt unwell.
Taehyung tightened the scarf around his neck, taking a seat at farmost corner. The classes went smoothly, but all day his mind was not able to focus on a single thing.

The dreadful feeling increased as the time for Mr. Jeon's class neared, his hands shaky as he walked beside Jinyoung, who was babbling about some trip to the jungle near the city. His throat dried as he looked at the door to his class, walking inside he didn't look at the teacher's desk, taking a seat far away.

He didn't look up to meet eyes with the person, the reason for his misery. Throughout The lecture he could hear the hoarse and cold voice of Jungkook resonating around the hall, but not for once he felt the intense gaze of the other on him, not for once. And being so affected by the intense eyes on him, he knew the other had not looked at him once, not even when the bell rang.

Jinyoung patted him on the shoulder, he nodded and packed his notes, getting up from his seat slowly, feared. He walked out of the classroom, eyes closed as scared the other might stop him, but that didn't happen, he could feel Jungkook's back turned to him as he and Jinyoung walked out. He released a breath he was holding, biting lips as he passed the lecture without panicking.

"-that would have hurt like bitch." Jinyoung's voice brought him back to senses, he turned at him mumbling a huh? Jinyoung looked at him with an okay face. 
"I was saying that it looked painful, he didn't even react when it started bleeding." Jinyoung mumbled, and Taehyung turned at him, fully confused. 

Jinyoung looked at him surprised, a little offended.
"I'm talking about the deep cuts around Mr. Jeon's palms. He didn't even flinch when they started bleeding by how hard he was gripping the pen while writing, he really is a scary dude." Taehyung's eyes widened at that, Jungkook's hands were injured? how?

"Don't tell me you didn't see that, you really are not feeling well pumpkin. But Mr. Jeon looked like shit today, messy hairs, eyes red and both hands injured, how can someone teach even when hurt?" Jinyoung mumbled as he walked, Taehyung stood there shocked, eyes wide as all this sank to him. Jungkook was hurt. How? He was fine yesterday- Now I don't care, it might be some accident, but he was bleeding-

"Taehyung! Come on." Jinyoung shouted, Taehyung turned at him and looked back at the classroom, hands fisting as he walked back to his friend. Eyes still on the room, where the other was still inside. He didn't look at the front so he stumbled back when he bumped into someone.
He was shocked and turned, Mr. Min was standing in front, smiling and rubbing his forehead.

His smile disappeared when he looked at Taehyung's face, from where the scarf had fallen, Taehyung's eyes widened as he quickly pulled the scarf, bowing to the other.
"I'm sorry sir." He mumbled, Jimin looked at him with worried and hurt eyes, but blinked and smiled.
"You seem like in deep thought kid, be careful." He said as he patted Taehyung on the arm. 

Jimin then looked at Jinyoung, he smiled a little.
"Can you help me with some files, I wanted to sort them, if you don't have any class." He asked Taehyung, who nodded as his classes were finished.
Jinyoung looked at him and walked away smiling as he had to meet Jackson, shouting a bye.

Jimin and Taehyung walked to Jimin's room, the other looking at him from time to time. They sorted some papers when Jimin finally broke the silence.
"Are you okay Taehyung?" He asked softly, the other faced him surprised, 
"Yeah Mr. Min-I mean Jimin hyung." Taehyung smiled a little, he liked Jimin, he was a sweet person.

Jimin nodded and turned his eyes to the papers.
"Are you sure, I mean no one is hurting you right?" Taehyung's hands stilled, he looked up and gulped, of course the other might have seen the mark.
"I'm fine hyung." He forced, looking down, Jimin looked at him and sighed.
"But remember, if anyone or anything hurts you, you can always tell me okay, anyone." Jimin said cautionally, Taehyung nodded and lightly smiled.

"I'll get going hyung." Taehyung bowed, the other smiled, handing him a chocolate.
"Thank you for the help." Taehyung bowed and walked out of the room, heart beating fast, the other's words had more meaning then Taehyung heard, and then it clicked for him, Mr. Min Yoongi. Of course he must have told Jimin hyung about him and Jungkook.

He closed his eyes, feeling guilty and ashamed, the other might have got the wrong idea about all this. Or really? What scares him most is that he has class with Mr. Min tomorrow, and he doesn't think he can face the other. He walked with slow steps only stopping when he saw a figure walking out of his classroom, his breath hitched when he saw Jungkook turn, himself stopping when his eyes landed on Taehyung.

Taehyung looked at him, looked at his face, tired and emotionless, eyes then going to the hands, the red deep cuts, blood still oozing from it, both palms covered, he gaze back at his face, he see as Mr. Jeon eyes darkened and then he turned around walking away, Taehyung stood there in the hallway, the other didn't even turned back.

Jungkook walked away, just like Taehyung asked him to, never turning and looking at him, and so Taehyung should be happy and relieved by that. He should be happy that the one who hurt him is hurt, that the other will not bother him, he should not be worried. He is finally free, then why are tears flowing from his eyes?

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