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JEON JUNGKOOK

I sit and wait in the garden for twenty-five minutes until Minjun finishes his shift. Hearing the noise of the party going on behind me, I don't even attempt to turn around and look in case I see something that I don't want to see.

My thoughts race once again and I can't help but scold myself for letting him impact me like this. My blood races with anger and I find myself gritting my teeth to calm myself down. The skin on my arm begins to itch and I quickly wrap my hand around the fabric on my arm to stop this sensation.

"Hey," I hear a voice above me. When I look up I see Minjun's hazel eyes under those brown locks. "You waited." He beams at me.

I smile then nod. "I did,"

His smile extends and he runs a hand through his hair. "Urm," he clears his throat. "Do you mind if I sit there actually? We're not really meant to hang around after our shifts and I don't want my boss to see me." He points to the side of the bench that I'm sitting on.

I suck my lip into my mouth and bite. "Sure," I say before slowly moving round to the over side.

I force my eyes to stay away from the manor behind Minjun, instead I rest my eyes on his.

"So," he says as he leans forward on the table, his hands lay flat on the wood. My eyes analyse his long fingers, one index finger is covered by a black metal ring. "What brings you to an event like this?"

I flick my eyes back up to him again and I shrug. "Not really sure what I'm actually doing here to be honest, I was told I needed to come. Wish I didn't."

Minjun frowns slightly at my words. "That's annoying, why don't you just go home?"

I let a soft breath out of my mouth. "I live like an hour away, so I've gotta wait until my p—" I pause in my tracks. "My family wanna leave."

"I see, I see," Minjun comments. "Well I have to say you look really good in that suit." His eyes trail down to my check and they rest on my lips for a few moments.

Heat rises to my cheeks. "Thanks," I let out. I was not good at receiving compliments because I never receive them, especially about how I look.

Minjun remains smiling as he looks at my face, his lips twitch up into a cheeky smirk.

"What?" I say as I rest my head onto my fist.

He grins. "I dunno, just think you're kinda cute."

My face was definitely on flames now. I heard him laugh, which was soft and melodic. "No you're definitely cute," he chuckles.

"Please stop before I die of embarrassment," I say as I slap my hands down onto my cheeks to cover them.

Minjun laughs quietly again. "Okay I'll stop,"

"Thank you," I let out as I removed my hands from my face.

"So what do you do?" He questions as he clasps his hands together in front of me.

I'm startled by his question, I wait a few moments before answering. "Oh urm, I just work in this shop in town. Nothing exciting." I lied.

Minjun nods. "Nice," he says. "I work here on the weekends but during the week I'm studying to become a doctor."

Minjun continues talking but my eyes wander to the manor behind him. I notice Taehyung and his dad standing talking outside on the patio.

Taehyung's dad is standing over him, he's shouting angrily.

I watch as Taehyung shakes his head up to his dad and starts yelling back, they draw attention to themselves but Minjun carries on talking.

My eyes are trained on them and I cannot look away, I'm intrigued to know what's going to happen.

Then Taehyung's dad roars and pushes him into the back of a pillar with such force that if it was me I'm sure my back would have been broken. He continues to shut down at him and when I look at Taehyung's face it completely breaks me.

The feeling of sadness floods through my body, Taehyung's chest heaves up and down rapidly as his dad pins him against the pillar.

My wolf whines at the sight and eventually I tear my eyes away and I look down to the bench.

"—so yeah that's why I'm so interested in saving lives." Minjun finishes. I look up to him and realise I hadn't actually listened to a single word he just said.

"Hey, do you mind if we go somewhere a bit quieter?" I suggest. I needed to be somewhere where Taehyung and his father weren't, I couldn't watch his dad bully him any longer. No matter how much I didn't care about him, I just couldn't watch.

Minjun grins. "Sure," he nods. "There's this little hammock thing round the corner, doubt anyone will be there. It's very secluded."

"Great," I say as I stand up from the bench and follow his lead to the hammock.

He was right, it was out the way of anyone or any noise. It was peaceful and just what I needed right now.

We both climb into the hammock which almost tips over and we both laugh as we steady ourselves. Once we are settled Minjun brushes his fingers over the fabric of my trousers, my eyes are instantly drawn to his actions.

"So do you have a partner or anything?" He asks politely.

My eyes find him and I shrug my shoulders. "It's complicated," I admit.

"How so?" He challenges.

I clear my throat. "There is this guy but I'm not sure if I really owe him any loyalties." Not after tonight anyway.

"Would he be mad if he saw us together?"

"Doubt it," I snort to myself.

"Well that's good I suppose," Minjun flashes me a winning smile. "What's he look like?"

I purse my lips as I begin to imagine him, my body tingles. "He's tall, big, covered in tattoos, they're everywhere. His neck, his hands." I say as I watch Minjun study me.

"Sounds unlikely someone like him being with someone like me, I know," I add and let out a quiet laugh of pity.

"That's not true," he smiles as he starts to shake his head at me.

"Do you have a partner?" I question back.

Minjun shakes his head at me. "No, never had a boyfriend." He sighs. "Never found the right person."

"The person will come," I tell him.

He maintains eye contact with me. "Hope so," he says as he looks me dead in the eye without blinking.

I swallow harshly at how confident and forward he is. Not that I am used to it at all.

We sit in the hammock for fifteen more minutes, Minjun tells me about his life and I listen. He likes to talk a lot. I wasn't complaining because his life seemed interesting and if he asked me the same questions I'd have no idea what to say because I live in a mythical world compared to him

Minjun's hand continues to brush against my leg until he moves up to my arm. The gesture is sweet but made me feel like I was doing something wrong.

He tells me this story about when he went to Mexico with his family. He laughs about not being able to continue until he looks up and behind me. The smile of his lips drops almost instantly as he sits up in the hammock and removes his hand from my arm.

"Oh hell fucking no," he mumbles.

"What?" I say instantly, my heart rate increases.

"Please do not fucking tell me that man is your fucking boyfriend?"

My head whips round so quickly that we both almost fall out of the hammock. When I turn around I see Taehyung storming right up to us, eyes full of anger, fists tightened at his side.

We both jumped out at the same time and I had no clue what to do.

Taehyung passes me and yanks Minjun by the collar of his top. He yelps out in fear but Taehyung doesn't hurt him.

"You have about five seconds to move away from him before I beat your face into the ground," Taehyung growls out to him.

"Okay," Minjun lets out in a small shriek.

Taehyung doesn't let go but squares up to him more.

"Taehyung stop it," I say harshly as I attempt to get in between them.

Taehyung eventually flickers his eyes to me and he drops Minjun by his collar.

"I'm sorry," I say to Minjun as apologetically as I can but he doesn't look back at me, he runs off towards the manor.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I yell towards Taehyung.

He turns to me, his eyes still full of anger. "What's wrong with me?" He laughs. "What is wrong with you!"

"Why the fuck did you just do that?" I ask in disbelief.

"He was fucking touching you," he grounds out.

"Oh and you weren't touching that girl earlier?" I shoot back quickly.

Taehyung churns his jaw and takes a deep breath. "That is different," he replies slowly.

"How?!" I exclaim.

"Because you are gay." He states.

"And you claim you're straight, you have no argument here Taehyung!" I throw my hands up in defeat.

Taehyung's head lowers and his fists begin to tighten again. "Everything is easy for you pups, you don't have someone trying to dictate your life, ruin your life!" He yells out.

"Someone who just tears down every little thing that you do until you are so unhappy with yourself because you are just lying about everything!" He carries on.

He's self-destructing.

He looks out to the grass, his eyes filling with sadness.

"I wish I wasn't like this, I wish he wasn't like this. Fuck!" He curses before his fist collides into the tree that holds the hammock.

I flinch at the sound of his bare knuckles hitting the trunk. Then he does it again and again, anger completely feeling him.

I knew I couldn't just stand here and watch as he hurt himself, blood trickles down his skin to his wrists.

A weird flash of memory appears in my brain and my chest tightens.

My legs move quickly as I stop to cup his fists in my hands. "Calm down Taehyung," I say gently but my voice wobbles. This was too intense and it was making it hard for me to breathe.

His chest heaves crazily fast. I grip tighter onto his fists to stop them from shaking, his blood now covering my own palms.

"Just breathe," I say slowly but really I need to take my own advice.

"No," he shakes his head. "No, you think this is what I want?" He demands at me, his eyes are burning like he's trying hard not to cry.

I furrow my eyebrows at him feeling confused. "You think this is what I want?" He repeats himself. "Me standing there next to some girl who I don't even find remotely attractive whilst I watch as some guy tries to flirt with you? Try to flirt with my mate?" His eyes are pleading with me to understand him and it breaks my heart.

He removes his hands from mine and punches the tree again, he lets out a distressed cry as he does so.

I instantly reach forward again to prevent him from hurting himself over and over. I couldn't bear to see him like this, he wasn't in control whatsoever.

"Stop it Taehyung, please stop it," I plead desperately with him as I clench my hands tightly around him. Blood seeping out between my fingers.

His breaths became deeper and all I wanted to do was wrap my arms around him. I hated how much I cared for people when they wouldn't do the same for me. But that's just who I am.

After a few moments Taehyung's knuckles begin to heal, his inked skin starts to repair itself.

Taehyung eventually raises his head up to me. "I can't be here, I can't be around him. That fucking son of a bitch." He grits out, his eyes are hooded.

"Then go," I say softly.

"Come with me," He demands desperately, his green eyes searching mine for companionship.

"Where?" I am confused.

"Away. Away from him, from everyone. Somewhere where it can just be us, alone." He says quickly.

When I think about who he's talking about, it registers to me that it just be his father. Their argument.

I blink multiple times at his words because they completely stunned me. Was I hearing this right?

"Pups please," he says as he cradles my face with one of his hands. "Please, I need this. I need you. I need—" he cuts himself off and lowers his head again and lets out a strained sigh.

He was in so much emotional pain that all I could do in that moment in time was agree because I had never seen someone so desperate for something.

"Okay," is all I say before Taehyung pulls me away with his hand as he runs around the back of the manor and out into the night.

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Hey huns, hope you enjoyed this chapter

Chapter 13 should be up by the time you've got to this point

But first, when I think of Jungkook this picture literally reminds me of what his personality is like

See you guys in about 3 seconds x