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The house was more silent than usual as Jungkook put half a pancake into his mouth. Taehyung looked out the window and tensed when he saw Jin's car already there.

"Crap. We need to get you dressed, Jungkook. They're already here." Taehyung mumbled, disappointed. Jungkook ignored him, taking another big bite of his food. Taehyung walked over to Jungkook, sighing.

Without saying anything, Taehyung picked Jungkook up from his seat, holding him like a toddler. Jungkook's eyes grew worried, mouth full like a chipmunk. "R-round!" Jungkook cried, getting carried into the bedroom.

"Finish it later. You need to get dressed," Taehyung said, and Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck so he wouldn't fall off, cheeks still full.

Taehyung placed him onto his futon and opened the closet. Taehyung did say he'd pack Jungkook's things, but Jin messaged him and informed him that he'd brought Jungkook a whole wardrobe so Taehyung didn't have to give him anything. Yay!

Taehyung took out a simple blue sweatshirt and then looked at Jungkook, who still had his shirt on. Taehyung tugged Jungkook's current t-shirt over his head, and then pulled the sweatshirt down.

Taehyung kneeled onto the ground, in front of him, seeing he was already in suitable tracks. Taehyung rolled white socks onto Jungkook's feet. "You gonna miss cuddling me, Kookie?"

"N-no!" Jungkook said sharply. "Jungkook was sleeping and- and Taehyung said no cuddle! But Taehyung was holding Jungkook and not giving Jungkook space."

"Oh." Taehyung's cheeks tinted, looking up at Jungkook. Taehyung didn't realize, but he usually hugged his pillow when he slept, always found it more comfortable. Fuck. "Sorry."

Jungkook had his socks rolled on and then jumped off the bed, running out of the bedroom to finish his food. Taehyung looked at his phone, which dinged with a message. He grabbed it.

Kim Seokjin
I sent you the documents with the driver, you can take a look. Sign where required. You can come to visit Jungkook on the weekends if you want :)

Taehyung
thanks

Taehyung walked out of the bedroom, fixing his messy blue hair. "The only good thing about you leaving is that I can dye my hair back to black," Taehyung mumbled, grabbing a brown bandana from the table beside the sofa and wrapping it around his head.

"T-Taehyung is not blue?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung shook his head.

"You won't see me anyway." Taehyung chuckled sadly, pretending like it wasn't hurting, pretending like he was fine. Jungkook nodded and finished drinking his water, and then jumped off the seat.

Both walked out of the apartment, Taehyung closing the door behind them. "Actually, nevermind. Jin said I can come to visit you on weekends."

"Taehyung is not blue then Jungkook doesn't want," Jungkook grumbled, walking to one side of the door and opening it, sitting inside.

Taehyung blinked. "Jesus." He muttered under his breath. The kid had some attitude, huh? Taehyung walked to the car, getting into the back himself with Jungkook.

The car began driving, and there must've been a lot of potholes or something because the car kept shaking. Jungkook held onto his seatbelt, looking scared. Taehyung noticed his dreary expression.

"Kookie? Are you okay?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook looked outside the window and saw other cars driving fast. Jungkook gripped his seatbelt tighter.

"G-Googie is scared!" Jungkook piped out, eyes big. Taehyung's heart clenched.

"Don't drive so fast," Taehyung snapped to the driver, who looked at him nervously through the mirror and nodded. Taehyung opened Jungkook's seat belt and grabbed his soft hand.

"Does Jungkook want to sit on Taehyung's lap?" Taehyung asked, gentle. Jungkook nodded, scooting over to Taehyung and stumbling onto his lap, face in his neck. Taehyung patted his back, securing his arms around his waist.

"T-Taehyung protect please." Jungkook whimpered, and Taehyung rubbed small circles on the small of his back.

"Sshhh, I will. Don't worry. Pipe down, okay? Don't get so nervous, not everything will hurt you." Taehyung said in a hushed voice, looking up at him. Jungkook nodded but got comfortable on his lap.

They reached the establishment after a half house, and Taehyung couldn't help but feel this gut-wrenching feeling. His arms tightened around Jungkook. The driver got out of the car and opened the car door for them.

"L-let Jungkook go please!" Jungkook said, pulling at Taehyung's arms. Taehyung let his arms go reluctantly, and Jungkook shot up from his lap and ran out of the car.

Taehyung walked out as well, following the boy to the gates. This time, when Taehyung looked, there were people around Jungkook's age in front of the building. There seemed to be some sort of a garden there because two girls were watering plants.

"Jungkook!" Jin grinned upon seeing the black haired boy. "You're here!" Jin said. Jungkook rushed to him and hugged him tightly. Taehyung trailed behind, not knowing if he should wait or not.

"J-Jin!" Jungkook said, holding onto him. Jin smiled. Taehyung handed the papers which he read over and signed in the car to Jin. Jin took them, and then pursed his lips.

"This is it, I guess. But don't worry Taehyung, you have my number, and I'll send you the one of the lobby. You can always cal Jungkook, and he can call you." Jin said. Taehyung nodded quickly.

"You guys can exchange goodbyes, I'll wait inside the building," Jin said with a small smile, and then walked into the building.

"Jungkook," Taehyung said softly, looking at the boy. Jungkook bit his lip, eyes round and blinking. "Hey. Um- this is it, okay? I don't have the means to come here often, but if I can, I will. Don't worry. Don't get scared. You'll have whatever you need-"

"J-Jungkook wants to go!!" Jungkook whined in annoyance, trying to pull away from Taehyung.

Taehyung's heart fell. "I know, I know, Kookie. I just want you to be safe. I'll miss you. Tell- tell Jin if you need anything. And if you don't like something, you can-"

"O-okay okay! Bye now." Jungkook said, turning around and running into the building, away from Taehyung. Taehyung stilled.

He sighed, letting his arms drop, seeing Jungkook's cute black head disappear into the doors of the building. Taehyung's breath hitched and he turned around, getting back into the car to drive back home, alone.

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Jungkook ran into the building and then stopped in his steps. Unlike last time, there were many people walking here and there. On the side of the lobby, two boys sat playing chess. A girl was laughing loudly with another. People were walking past him.

"J-Jin?" Jungkook let out, scared. Jin was by the lobby, talking to the receptionist. Jungkook spotted him and ran towards him. Jungkook grabbed onto his shirt.

"Oh, hey Jungkook. Wait a sec-" Jin said to him, and then turned to the receptionist, discussing something. Jungkook held onto his shirt, looking around, blinking his eyes in confusion.

After Jin was done talking, he looked at Jungkook. "Let's get you to your bed! You can see your new clothes too," Jin said.

"O-okay. Jin hold Jungkook h-hand?" Jungkook asked, looking up at the taller man.

Jin took Jungkook's hand. "Okay, but don't depend on it Jungkook. Learn to walk on your own too, okay? But for now, you can hold my hand." Jin said. Jungkook nodded and then walked with him.

"Hi Mr. Kim!" A girl said brightly, walking past him. Jin smiled at her. This happened frequently, as people looked at him and smiled, greeting him and walking past.

Jin reached the rooms, which was one big room with 6 bunk beds. Jungkook looked wearily. Last time there was no one. This time there were many boys sitting around, looking close to Jungkook's age. They all glanced over at Jungkook as Jin led him to the last bunk bed.

"This one's your bed," Jin said, patting the mattress. "Blankets will be cleaned every day and placed by the-"

Jungkook stood behind Jin, looking at the boy sitting on the lower bunk. The boy was just on his phone, but Jungkook got scared. "N-no." Jungkook squeaked. Jin looked at Jungkook. Jungkook looked up at him. "J-Jungkook doesn't want bed!"

"You don't want the top bed? Do you want the bottom one, then?" Jin asked. Jungkook nodded hesitantly. "J-Jungkook wants to be bottom."

The guy on the bed started snickering at Jungkook's comment. Jungkook looked nervous, holding onto Jin. "Yugyeom, don't be rude," Jin said to the boy.

"Sorry." Yugyeom murmured. "He can take the bottom bunk. I'll sleep on the top one. I don't mind." Yugyeom said. Jin smiled.

Jungkook tugged on Jin's hand. "C-can't Jungkook sleep in bed with Jin?" Jungkook asked.

Jin chuckled. "No, Kookie. Now Yugyeom will help you unpack your new clothes which are in that box," Jin said, pointing at a cardboard box on the side. "I'll see you later, I have work! Yugyeom, don't be rude to him." Jin said, and then left Jungkook. Jungkook looked at him walk away, growing scared.

"W-where is?" Jungkook asked, tugging on his fingers, needing them to be held.

"Where is what?" Yugyeom asked blankly, the dark-haired boy getting up from the bed. Jungkook looked at him and inched away when he noticed how tall he was.

"J-Jin!" Jungkook cried, looking for him. "Jin!!"

"Dude, chill." Another guy said, walking up to Jungkook. "Jin has work. He doesn't stay here, he only comes here for special work stuff. We'll be your new roomies." The guy said.

Jungkook ran away and hid against the wall, looking nervous with his eyes frazzled. He put his sweater paw in his mouth, chewing on it anxiously. Yugyeom walked up to him.

"Jungkook, calm down. We won't hurt you. What are you anyways? An android or something?" Yugyeom asked. Jungkook bit on his sleeve, not answering, not knowing how to.

"I'm a cyborg," Yugyeom replied, one of his arms made of metal. "My arm got ripped off by the aliens when rebelling against the high order, so I was brought here and they gave me a metal arm."

"I-I am Jungkook," Jungkook said in reply. Yugyeom snickered.

"Okay.. anyways. If you need anything ask me." Yugyeom said, walking back to his bunk. He looked at one of his friends, weirded out.

Jungkook brought his sweater paw out of his mouth, going over to his bed and sitting down on it. He found the box Jin was talking about earlier and opened it up, looking inside and seeing many clothes. Jungkook looked through all the clothes. They were bright yellow and red and pink and white.

"B-blue?" Jungkook squeaked sadly, not seeing any blue colored clothes.

Jungkook left the clothes box and got up from his bed, walking to a big room attached to the dorm. It was a washroom. There were 6 showers. Jungkook stopped by the door.

There was a guy, fully naked, drying his wet hair. "Jeez, Jackson. Put some clothes on. You're scaring the new kid." A voice came from the back.

The guy, Jackson, took his towel off his hair and sheepishly wrapped it around his waist. Jungkook got scared and ran away from the washroom. He sat down by the corner of the room, by himself, tugging his knees to his chest, staying there like that.

Yugyeom found him half an hour later and told him to come with him, for some classes or something. Jungkook followed him and went with Yugyeom to an art class. He sat in the corner of the room and watched as people put paint onto white canvases.

"Do you wanna paint?" A girl asked him, looking at the boy closely. Jungkook looked at her, and his eyes grew big when he saw her painting. It had blues on it.

"B-blue!" Jungkook said, getting up and walking over to her. The girl looked at her painting, and then back at Jungkook. "Yeah. I'm drawing the sky. It used to be blue at one time, and not full of harmful gases." The girl said, rolling her eyes.

"J-Jungkook wants," Jungkook said. The girl looked at him with slight confusion and then handed him the paintbrush with blue on its brush.

Jungkook took the brush and painted a dot on the canvas. He gasped. He then took the brush and drew a big blue line of paint on his arm.

"Don't do it on your arm! It can be harmful. C'mon, I'll get you your own empty sheet." The girl said, going to find one for him.

Later, Jungkook found himself painting on a paper. He squealed, a big brush in his hand as he painted blue stripes all over it. He jumped a little, getting it everywhere and a little on himself. He looked beside him and saw the girl next to him looking at his painting.

"It's good. What's your name?" She asked. She had long light brown hair and looked pretty.

"J-Jungkook! What is your?" Jungkook asked, blinking big eyes. The girl smiled. "I'm Rosé. I'm an alien, but my ship broke down when it got attacked from the high order. I've been stuck here ever since. You're new, right?"

Jungkook nodded, not knowing what she was talking about. He turned back to his painting and drew more stripes here and there.

After the class was over, Jungkook took the painting and kept it by his bed. Then Rosé took him with her and they went to a music class. Jungkook didn't do much, just clapped his hands off beat the whole time while people sang and played instruments.

Lunch arrives, and Jungkook sat with Rosé and ate a sandwich. Jungkook looked at her, mouthful. "Jungkook w-wants round rounds."

"What's that?" Rosé asked, taking a sip of her smoothie. Jungkook made a circle with his hand. Rosé giggled. "I know what a round is, silly. But what's round rounds? Is that like a brand of cereal or something?"

"Bancakes." Jungkook mispronounced. Rosé gasped. "Oh! You mean pancakes. Yeah, you can have them for breakfast tomorrow!"

Jungkook clapped his hands together and then continued eating his sandwich. Rosé smiled at him. "Do you like it here, Jungkook?"

"Y-yes! Jungkook likes! It i-is better than be-before. Jungkook is doing many things and eating." Jungkook explained.

"Ah. Nice. Well, this is a really nice place. I think you'll fit in just fine." Rosé smiled. Jungkook scrunched his nose for a second and then finished his food.

After lunch, he did more classes, and then had dinner, and then went to sleep in his lower bunk bed. It was scary to sleep alone, but after an hour or two, he finally fell asleep.

That's how the rest of the week went for him.

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"Taehyung," Jimin said, looking at him. "It's been a whole week. Why the fuck are you so sad? It's Friday! Have fun! We're out here drinking and talking. You look so upset, Tae. What is it?"

"Is it because Jungkook's gone?" Hoseok asked.

"No," Taehyung grumbled pathetically, the loud music playing from the club speakers drowning his words out. He drank his beer through a fucking straw. "I'm not upset because Jungkook left me. I'm not upset because I'm alone. I'm not upset because I made no money this week. I'm fine."

"Don't sound it, buddy," Hoseok said, squeezing his shoulder. "You need to let loose. Drink some more."

"Jungkook's your friend, right? Don't you want him to be in that boarding place you said he went to?" Jimin asked. Taehyung sighed, hand against his face.

"Yeah. I do. I just liked having him around, I guess." Taehyung mumbled.

It'd been a week since Jungkook was gone. Taehyung had been empty, quiet, lonely. Sad. He was out for most hours of the day, working in the hot sun or just walking around. When he wasn't selling or buying machine scraps, he was fixing cars or computers or other odd jobs which made him a few bucks.

He was doing anything to get Jungkook off his mind. But everything he saw reminded him of the stupid boy. Like that stupid scrunched up paper Jungkook had given him as a gift. Taehyung felt sad just looking at it.

So here Taehyung was on a Friday, with the only two people he knew, drinking far too much. Taehyung took his phone out while Jimin and Hoseok discussed something.

Taehyung
hey. it's taehyung. how's jungkook?

Kim Seokjin
Hi Taehyung. I'm not in the faculty much but I asked some friends that work there. He's doing great. He's been enjoying his art lessons and has made many friends :) Don't worry about him.

Taehyung
gr8 thanks

Taehyung felt like fucking screaming. Jungkook was doing well and was thriving in art and had many friends. He was living in a high end luxury resort-like housing with nic ass food. He was happy.

Meanwhile, Taehyung was in his lousy apartment which he'd been staying at for 7 years. Alone. Living off scraps. Eating ramen every day. And he would die here. Alone, sad, poor.

"I wish I was a fucking robot," Taehyung grumbled. Jimin and Hoseok looked at him in confusion, but then ignored it and continued talking.

Taehyung put his phone away, putting his hands on his face. "I want to leave," Taehyung said.

"We came all the way here, Taehyungie. Let's just have another drink or two. You can come back to our place after. We'll have ice cream." Jimin said, squeezing his hand.

Jimin and Hoseok were like his parents most of the time. And honestly, Taehyung loved it, but sometimes it sucked. Like now, for example. Hoseok and Jimin were talking about what to do with the tomatoes that weren't growing properly in their backyard. Hoseok had his hand on the table, and Jimin was playing with his fingers idly. They were in love.

Taehyung felt like a third wheel. Sometimes, it felt like he was ruining their time by being around because they rather be alone so they could made out or be more romantic. He was always such a nuisance. That's why Jungkook left.

Taehyung got up from his stool, walking away from the two. "Tae?" Hoseok called, confused. Taehyung ignored it and walked to the bar, leaning against it.

"Three shots please," Taehyung said, hands against his thudding head.

"Vodka or tequila?"

"No. Bullets. Three bullets to my head. Kill me." Taehyung said. The bartender laughed.

"Jeez. Bad day, huh?"

"Bad life," Taehyung muttered, finally seeing three shots in front of him. Taehyung took the first and tipped it into his lips, drinking it quickly, and then cursing.

"Nice hair." The bartender said, looking at the boy's blue hair.

Taehyung scoffed, drinking another shot, and then shivering. "It looks weird as fuck."

"Nah. It's hot." The bartender reassured. Taehyung looked at the bartender. He had brown hair, hazel eyes, a warm smile, wearing a black shirt with sleeves rolled till his elbows.

"When does your shift end?" Taehyung asked, leaning closer. The bartender bit his lip.

"10 minutes."

"I'll wait," Taehyung said, turning around and walking back to Hoseok and Jimin, staying with them for 10 minutes.

After, he left with that random bartender whose name he didn't know. They went to the bartender's apartment which was close to the bar. Made out on the couch for a good 20 minutes before getting steamy.

Taehyung fucked him into the sofa, gripping his waist and bringing his head back. They had sex and then Taehyung left.

And that was it. That was Taehyung's whole week."

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"I'm Miss Yang. How will you greet me, Jungkook?" The lady asked, looking older, probably around 50, sitting on a small table in the back of the school facing the big open field. Jungkook looked at her.

"H-hello Miss Yang," Jungkook said.

"Very good!" Miss Yang smiled.

Jungkook was having his speaking classes now. Jin visited the day before and Jungkook hugged him tightly. He babbled out everything that happened that week, and Jin concluded that Jungkook needed to learn how to talk properly.

"Now, here's how you would introduce yourself. Repeat after me. Hello, my name is Jungkook." Miss Yang said, her voice like smooth butter.

"T-that is Jungkook!" Jungkook cried, eyes big. "Not Miss Yang!"

"I know sweetheart, I'm teaching you how to say it properly, don't worry! Introduce yourself." Miss Yang prompted.

"H-hello, my name is J-Jungkook," Jungkook said firmly.

"Great! Now say something about yourself, Jungkook."

"J-Jungkook likes-" Jungkook began, but Miss Yang shook her head. "No no! Begin it like this. 'I like' and then say what you like."

Jungkook blinked. "O-oh. Okay. I like blue." Jungkook said.

"Great. Now tell me something about me." Miss Yang said, smiling sweetly.

"Miss Y-Yang is-" Jungkook began, but Miss Yang corrected him again. Jungkook began his sentence again. "You are n-nice."

"Thank you! And good job, Kookie. Fast learner." Miss Yang said, ruffling his head. Jungkook bit his lip. "Now try and speak with pronouns, okay?"

Jungkook nodded. After the one on one class was over, Jungkook got up and went for breakfast. He rushed to the cafeteria, seeing Rosé and Yugyeom sitting together, talking. Jungkook walked up to them. "H-hello! Mr name is Jungkook."

"We know," Yugyeom said. Jungkook nodded. "W-what is?" Jungkook asked, pointing to the buffet table.

"There's pancakes for breakfast today, Jungkook! Your favorite. I asked the chefs to make it especially for you!" Rosé said, grinning. Jungkook squealed and clapped his hands.

"O-oh! Thank! Jungkook will- sorry, I will g-go get." Jungkook said, trotting to the food table. Rosé went with him.

For the past week, Jungkook had normal foods for breakfast, whatever they gave him. Fruit salad, toast, eggs, whatever. Today, it was special food. Jungkook walked to the front and saw the chef in his white hat. "R-Rounds please!"

"You mean pancakes?"

"R-round rounds," Jungkook said. The man took a pancake and then kept it on Jungkook's plate.

Jungkook blinked. "Ju- I asked for r-rounds please," Jungkook said.

"Those are pancakes, Kookie. Move along, get some maple syrup with-"

"N-no!" Jungkook said, looking at his plate. "What is?? This i-is not rounds."

"It's French. Crêpe. It's like pancaked but thinner, made of almonds and yogurt. We eat healthy food around here, so pancakes aren't exactly-" The chef began. Jungkook picked up the crepe and threw it to the floor.

Everyone paused. Rosé widened her eyes. "Jungkook..."

"Jungkook doesn't want! Jungkook wants r-round rounds." Jungkook snapped, and then put the plate down and walked away from the food.

Jungkook went to the table where Yugyeom was seated, and Yugyeom looked at him with annoyance. "What the hell, Jungkook? Why did you do that?"

"J-Jungkook didn't want-"

"Doesn't matter what you want or not. The chef made those for us, and you're being extremely rude. You're already hard to deal with, don't make it harder for everyone." Yugyeom snapped. Jungkook stilled and looked down.

Rosé walked up to Jungkook. "Hey... um- don't do that. This school gives us a lot, but at the end of the day, we're all outsiders. Causing troubles makes some of the authorities think we-"

"Jungkook?" A voice came. Jungkook looked to the side and saw Jin. Jungkook ran to him and hugged him tightly, or at least tried to, but before he could do it properly- Jin grabbed him tightly, not hugging.

"Why am I hearing this about you being disobedient?" Jin asked. Jungkook gripped onto his shirt.

"J-Jungkook wants r-rounds, and-" Jungkook began.

"Speak properly. Did you not go for those speaking classes?"

"J-Jungkook did! J- I am sorry." Jungkook paused for a while, thinking of what to say. He felt nervous with Jin looked at him. "... I w-wanted rounds. Jin-" Jungkook stopped again, stuttering a lot, unsure, quieter. "You s-said Jungkook could- I could h-have-"

"Follow me. No hand holding." Jin said. Jungkook followed Jin out of the cafeteria. Jungkook followed him to the dorm, where Jin took him in and then sat him down on the bed

"You have to stay here for the rest of the day, got it? You're grounded. I'll send you food." Jin said. Jungkook was confused and grabbed Jin's hand.

"J-Jungkook is sorry!" Jungkook squeaked. Jin took his hand away. "Sorry won't cut it, Jungkook. You need to learn. Stay here." Jin said.

"B-but Taehyung s-said..." Jungkook said suddenly, eyes growing bigger at his name being said. "T-Taehyung said to say so-sorry..."

Jin ignored him and left, closing the door behind him. Jungkook got up from his bed, walking to the washroom. He heard noises. Jungkook walked into the washroom and then heard the noises coming from the shower area.

"O-oh- fuck-! Fuck! Jackson- ah- harder- harder!!"

"You're so loud, baby. Fuck. Love when you moan my name like that. Yeah. Fuck, you're hot."

Jungkook's eyes grew big, and he peeked into the showers. He froze wildly when he saw Jackson and another one of the roommates, Mark. They were naked, and Mark was against the wall, legs wrapped around Jackson's waist, and Jackson was fucking him, and-

"What the fuck?" Mark's eyes widened. "J-Jungkook? What the fuck are you-"

Jungkook ran out, hands over his eyes. He jumped onto his bed and curled into a ball, hiding. He didn't know what he just saw but it was in his mind.

Twenty minutes later, Mark walked out of the washroom, blushing really hard, limping lightly and quickly towards the exit of the room. Jackson walked out and spotted Jungkook on his bed. "Hey! What the fuck was that?"

"J-Jungkook is sorry-" Jungkook tried in a small voice. "Sorry? You're so fucking weird, Jungkook. Honestly. You're an android but you have an egg for a brain. For fuck's sake. Ruined my orgasm, bro." Jackson grumbled, walking away from the room, following Mark.

Jungkook tugged his knees to his chest. He suddenly felt his chest contracting, pulsing, throat bubbling, and then- "Hic." Jungkook let out.

Jungkook got hiccups again. Jungkook took deep breaths as Taehyung told him to when he last got them. He kept hiccuping. He wrapped himself in a ball and kept holding his breath for too many seconds, but kept hiccuping.

He put his hand over his mouth, covering it tightly, trying his hardest not to hiccup, but they kept coming.

"T-Taehyungie..." Jungkook whimpered to himself, gripping his hair, letting out a hiccup. It was hurting now. "G-googie wants." Jungkook sniffled, hands against his face.

Jungkook closed his eyes and began thinking of blue and holding hand and ice cream. He went to sleep.

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