the album is soooo good OMF and i love boy with luv its so fun

also some of you were BIG mad at jungkook last chapter so i do hope u guys know that jungkook in this book is an ANDROID! and he doesn't understand HUMAN EMOTIONS! thank you

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Jungkook sat with Rosé in a History class she attended. Rosé was teaching Jungkook how to write a date on paper. Jungkook said. "Thank." in a small voice and wrote with her.

Jungkook had learned how to write letters and numbers. He wrote HISTORY in big words on the top of his paper. Rosé added a little O for him and then smiled.

"Good evening!" A man said as he walked in, not looking too old. He taught History here and had metal cyborg parts himself, but probably taught for fun. "All of you are here, how great! Today we're going to be studying about Greek mythology," The teacher said. The class murmured to one another in excitement.

The teacher looked around the class, opening up his laptop on a desk. He saw Rosé and then beside her, Jungkook, in a big white sweater and blue jeans. "Are you the new Android?" The teacher asked.

"He is." Rosé said. "I brought him for the class, thought he'd like to learn about-"

"Right. No, actually, some of us teachers got specific orders with him." The teacher said as if Jungkook couldn't hear. Jungkook looked at him, blinking his big eyes. The teacher took something out from under the desk and then beckoned Rosé to come over.

"Give these to him and sit him down outside." The teach said. Rosé hesitated for a second but then nodded. She took Jungkook's hand and led him outside, holding the other things in her other hand.

There were small tables and chairs in the big lounge area, so Rosé sat Jungkook down on one of the seats. She put in front of him a big book and a box of crayons. "Instead of doing the class, you're going to color, okay?"

"C-color?" Jungkook asled. Rosé nodded, opening up one of the books. It was a picture of a big fish, black and white, to be colored into between the thicker black lines. Rosé took a crayon and did a bit for him. She then put it in Jungkook's hand.

"R-Rosé will also?" Jungkook asked, chewing on his bottom lip. Rosé shook her head. "No, I'm going to be in the class. But after I'm done, I'll come to get you okay? Just color for now." She said, ruffling his hair. Jungkook nodded, getting into the coloring.

Jungkook colored in the fish for ages, letting out a little squeal as he took the red crayons and scribbled it onto the fish's body. Jungkook took a green crayon and colored the sea behind, scribbling. Then he took a yellow crayon and did the little jellyfish in the background.

He'd been in this housing for a little more than a week now. Even since he got grounded a few days ago, things had been different. Every time he did something wrong he got grounded or yelled at. So Jungkook tried not to do anything wrong.

"D-done!" Jungkook said loudly, looking at his finished drawing. Jungkook looked at the yellow crayon in his hand, and how a little bit of it had gotten on his fingers. Jungkook unknowingly bit onto the top of the crayon, getting a bit into his mouth.

"Hey!" A snap came, and Jungkook looked up and saw one of the teachers. "Don't eat crayons! What's wrong with you?"

"So-sorry." Jungkook squeaked, but the woman snatched the crayon out of his hand, putting it back in the box. She closed it, along with the book, and then sighed.

"We told you not to chew on things, right Jungkook? You've been chewing on all the pens and sticks and things." She said sternly. Jungkook nodded, looking down, playing with his fingers.

"J-Jungkook is-" Jungkook began. He got a little hit on his head, and his shoulders went up, scared. "I-I am sorry."

"Good. It's okay, you're learning. But no more coloring for today." The woman said, taking the crayons and coloring book away. Jungkook's eyes went big and he bunched his knees to his chest.

He sat there for another half hour, looking at the white desk and drawing shapes with his finger until he heard voices and turned around. Rosé had come out of class now. Rosé walked up to him. Jungkook stood up.

"Where did your stuff go?" Rosé asked. Jungkook balled his hands into little fists. "T-they took coloring from Jungkook be-because Jungkook ate!"

"What? You ate the crayons?" Yugyeom said from behind, walking up to Jungkook. Jungkook didn't know what to say so he stayed quiet. Yugyeom tsked and hit Jungkook on the head.

Jungkook whimpered and hid behind Rosé. Rosé glared at Yugyeom. "Don't hit him!" She said, whacking Yugyeom on the chest. "Doesn't matter, Jungkook. Let's go eat dinner." Rosé said.

Jungkook couldn't eat meals in the cafeteria anymore. He got his apple juice, chicken nuggets, and macaroni and cheese, and sat on his bed alone, eating. Jin said Jungkook kept asking for round rounds all the time and being rude to the chefs so he had to eat alone.

Jungkook put his chicken nugget in some sauce but then got annoyed when he saw all the sauce was finished. Jungkook hit his bed angrily, but in doing so, the apple juice carton toppled over and spilled all over the bed.

"N-no!" Jungkook exclaimed, picking the carton up and threw it to the side. It accidentally landed on shoes placed neatly on the floor, and the apple juice spilled onto the white shoes.

Jungkook rubbed his sweater sleeve on the apple juice stain on his bed sheets and then whimpered when it didn't go. Jungkook gulped and ate the rest of his food, and then got up, going to find someone to help clean up.

"R-Rosé!" Jungkook said when he saw her, walking out of the cafeteria. "J-Jungkook spilled! And- and now there is spot o-on bed!"

"Speak properly, Jungkook. You know how upset the teachers get if you speak like this." Rosé said softly.

Jungkook gulped, hands fumbling, eyes big. "J-Jungkook..." Jungkook trailed in a small voice. Rosé shook her head. Jungkook looked down. "I... a-apple juice. A-and... bed." Jungkook squeaked weakly, not knowing what to say.

"I can't go into the boy's dormitory area. I'll ask Yugyeom to help you." Rosé said. Jungkook nodded, turning around to go back to the dorms.

When he walked in, he saw some of the boys there. Jackson, Mark, Jaebum, some of the others. They were standing close to Jungkook's bed. Jungkook rushed to them. Mark looked at Jungkook. "Did- did you pee on the sheets or something??"

The boys laughed. Jungkook shook his head quickly. "N-no! Jungkook- Jungkook s-spilled-" Jungkook tried.

"Aren't you an android? Aren't you supposed to be smart, or at least catch onto instructions quickly? Why is it so hard for you to speak normally??" Jaebum asked.

Jungkook looked at him, staying quiet. "Are you even an android? Or did you just lie to Jin to get into this organization?" Mark asked.

Jungkook tugged on the sleeves of his sweater. He then heard a grunt. "Nevermind that shit. He got apple juice on my fucking yeezys." Jackson said, and then looked at Jungkook, eyes darkened. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Jungkook looked at him and then blinked in confusion. Before he could know what was going on, he suddenly got slammed against the wall really hard, pushed. Jungkook let out a scared cry and fell onto the floor.

"Just give an answer or something, you dumb-as-fuck machine!" Jackson snapped. Mark put his hand on Jackson's shoulder. "Woah, calm down babe, don't hit him-"

Jungkook began hiccuping, hands against his head, crouched on the floor. He put his hands against his mouth, hiccuping, looking up at the three boys.

Yugyeom ran into the room and then saw Jungkook. "Jackson what the hell," Yugyeom muttered, getting closer to Jungkook. Jungkook hoped Yugyeom would help, but Yugyeom just sighed. "Get up, Jungkook. Don't worry about Jackson. Just clean up the sheets-"

Jungkook shook his head. "H-hic!"

Yugyeom frowned. He took a water bottle and lowered it to Jungkook's face. Jungkook put his mouth around it, and then took many sips. Yugyeom grabbed Jungkook's hands roughly so he could hold it himself instead of Yugyeom holding it for him like a baby bottle.

"Seriously? We're not going to do anything about him spilling apple fucking juice on my fucking yeezys????" Jackson snapped, angered, his brown hair tousled. Jungkook ignored him, continuing to drink his water.

"Jackson, it's fine. He'll clean it." Yugyeom tried. Jackson scoffed. "No, he won't. He doesn't do shit around here. So fucking annoying how Jin let him stay here. He can't do anything."

Jungkook took the water bottle away from his mouth and looked at Jackson. Jackson looked irked at the expressionless, almost careless boy. In anger, he grabbed a water bottle and then poured the water onto Jungkook's bed.

"Jackson!" Yugyeom snapped. Jungkook's eyes widened, seeing his bed get completely wet. Jungkook stood up hurriedly.

"W-why is?" Jungkook asked, confused. Jackson snickered, chucking the empty bottle behind him. "Oops. Guess you'll have to clean it-"

Jungkook reached forward and hit Jackson hard on the chest. Yugyeom grabbed Jungkook to hold him back, but Jackson hit Jungkook in the stomach and made him fall to the ground.

Jungkook was still for a few seconds before he started screaming.

Yugyeom's eyes widened at his loud screams.

He looked at Jackson, who widened his eyes as well. People entered the dorm, only to see Jungkook on the floor, covering his own ears, screaming really loudly.

"What the hell is going on?" Jin grumbled, walking into the dorm in a hurry, wearing a suit, commanding everyone's attention. Everyone looked scared of the blonde man and moved away to let him pass. Jin went to Jungkook. He grabbed his hand.

"Jungkook! Stop screaming!" Jin snapped. Jungkook looked up at him and stopped. Jungkook sniffled. He pointed at Jackson. "B-bad!!" Jungkook cried.

Jackson rolled his eyes. "Jin, I didn't do anything. He hit me first, and then started screaming when I hit him back lightly.

Jungkook had his arms up, making a loud whining sound as if wanting Jin to pick him up. Jin looked at Jungkook for a few seconds, eyes dark, and then reached down and yanked Jungkook up by his shoulder.

"Everyone, clean up and go to bed," Jin said, and then walked out of the room, taking Jungkook with him.

Jungkook gripped onto his sleeve. "J-Jin!-" Jungkook squeaked. "Jungkook w-was! But-"

"Stop talking. You've been learning for more than a week now and you can't grasp the words properly." Jin muttered. He looked at Jungkook closely. Jungkook looked sad. "I mean, what do you want me to do, huh? Alienate you completely? I'm not going to do that, Jungkook! But no one causes trouble here! You're starting fights and- and upsetting some of the teachers! Honestly, when I got you here, I thought you'd be more understanding of the fact that-"

Jungkook fell to the floor, bashing his fists against the floor. Jin froze. Jungkook hiccuped, eyes closed. "No!!!"

"What? Fuck's sake, Jungkook. Stop throwing a tantrum every time something doesn't go your way-"

"Jungkook hates!" Jungkook said, hitting Jin on the knee. "J-Jungkook h-hates Jin and- and Jackson and b-bed and food! Jungkook doesn't want!" Jungkook cried, and then put his hands against his face, hiccuping.

Jin sighed. "It's 10 pm on a Friday, Jungkook. Please. I just wanna go home-"

Jungkook started screaming again. Jin closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He turned around and took his phone out, knowing exactly how to shut Jungkook up.

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Taehyung sat on his couch, counting the money he earned throughout the past five days. 650 units, not too bad. He grinned to himself. Honestly, Jungkook leaving did help him save a lot of money.

Though it did get lonely. Taehyung didn't realize just how quiet his small apartment was. So, Taehyung took out 500 units from the 650 in his hands and put it in a small box under the couch.

The box had about 10,000 units. Now 10,500. Taehyung hummed happily at the progress and closed the box, sliding it back under the couch.

He'd been saving for years now (quite shitty how little money he'd saved in such a long time). His dream of one day being able to buy a spaceship and get out of here was a constant in his mind, just coming closer and closer.

He wasn't the only one with this dream, though. Jimin and Hoseok wanted to leave. They were saving up. Every other person was saving up. No one wanted to live in this shithole of a planet, not when there were thousands and thousands of better ones all over the universe.

It took around 75,000 to get a basic one-person ship and get out of here. Taehyung thought to himself. If he'd sold Jungkook when he first found him, he'd probably have had enough to get out of here by now...

Taehyung sighed to himself. Oh well. There's nothing he could do about it now but wonder if he missed out on an opportunity or did something right. Either way, Jungkook didn't give half a shit about him. He took Taehyung's favorite blue sweater and fucked out of here.

Damn. It's like everyone in his life just leaves, huh?

Taehyung's phone suddenly began ringing. He frowned and picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hey," Jin's voice came. Taehyung heard some sort of wailing in the background. "It's Seokjin."

"Yeah, I know. Is everything okay? It's kind of late." Taehyung muttered. He didn't want to learn about how great Jungkook was doing in the institution if he's honest.

"Um, well, not really? I don't know how to put this. Can you come to the institution right now?"

"What?" Taehyung let out. "Dude, it's almost midnight, and the institution is an hour away, and I don't have any sort of transport. There's no way I can come there. Why? What happened?"

"It's Jungkook..." Jin trailed. Taehyung stilled. "He's acting out."

"Acting out?" Taehyung asked, frowning.

"He's just been causing a lot of trouble lately. Got into a fight with one of the guys in his room. Now he's on the floor screaming." Jin mumbled.

"That doesn't sound like Jungkook," Taehyung said. "Do you want me to come help or something?"

"It'd be nice. None of us know what to do. Y'know what, wait. I'll ask the driver to come to pick you up. You live near Eastville, right? My apartment isn't too far away. I'll see you there." Jin said abruptly and then cut the call.

"The what-" Taehyung began, but then he heard a beep sound on the other end. Taehyung put the phone down, pursing his lips. He got up from the couch, heading to his kitchen. He took out a red bull from his fridge, turned around, and instantly put it down on the counter because oh my god.

His heart was beating so fast. What the fuck?? Why was he getting so weirdly excited yet nervous about meeting Jungkook after a week and a half? Weird. Weird weird weird.

Nonetheless, Taehyung put on a navy blue t-shirt and black jacket, blue jeans, and brushed his bright blue hair a bit. He hadn't dyed it back yet. He was planning on tonight, actually, but clearly, his plans had changed.

The car arrived. Taehyung got into the back, and then the driver drove him away from the rotten dusting dying part of the city and to the ~rich~ part, where there were tall buildings and big cars. Taehyung huffed. He's never been here before.

The car went into an apartment complex which had a tall glass building. Taehyung looked at it in awe. The car took him to the apartment, and then the driver said- "28th floor, flat number 2."

Taehyung nodded curtly and then got out of the car, walking into the fancy lobby and then to the fancy lift. He went to the 28th floor. He went to flat number 2. He rang the bell.

Jin opened it. He was in his shirt and tie and trousers, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand. "Thank fucking god. Come in please." Jin grumbled, and Taehyung walked in, snickering.

"That bad?" Taehyung asked. Jin hummed, walking down his apartment. Taehyung followed. He looked around a bit. His apartment was huge, with big glass windows and a really nice bar table and marble floors and big sofas and a huge TV and-

"Terrible. He isn't crying, per se, I doubt he can- but he's wailing. No tears, no crying, but just screaming. It's so fucking annoying. I gave him banana milk to shut him up."

"Jesus. You really liked him a week or two ago," Taehyung said. Jin walked to a room in the side. "Yeah, well, I didn't know he was this much of a brat," Jin mumbled and then opened the door.

Jungkook was lying on the bed, rolled up, letting out hiccups. Taehyung saw his black head of hair and felt his stomach do some turns. He walked in slowly. "Kookie?"

Jungkook heard Taehyung's voice and sat up. He saw Taehyung and let out a shout of surprise, getting up quickly and jumping onto Taehyung.

Taehyung let out a startled laugh but put his hands under his thighs to hold him up nonetheless. "Woah, hey, calm down Kook." Taehyung chuckled. Jungkook wrapped his arms around him, and then put his cheek against his head.

"B-blue. Tae-Taehyung. Taehyung's blue. Taehyungie." Jungkook said softly. Taehyung sat down on the bed with the boy on his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"That's right, I'm here. I'm right here." Taehyung whispered. Jungkook cuddled closer to him, gripping his shirt in his hands, his hiccups going away.

"eDo whatever the fuck you want. I'll be in the living room." Jin mumbled, clearly tired, closing the door behind him. Taehyung looked up at Jungkook.

"Taehyungie is m-mean!" Jungkook cried, hitting Taehyung on the chest. Taehyung looked up at him. Jungkook hit him a few more times, but Taehyung didn't say anything. After Jungkook was done, he looked at Taehyung.

"Jin said you were causing troubles. You got into a fight?"

Jungkook sniffled. Taehyung could sense he was freaking out, so he shushed him softly, rubbing his back, making small circles. "It's okay. Don't worry. Don't freak out. Talk to me calmly, okay?"

Jungkook was quiet for a little while, and Taehyung looked at him and saw his eyes were closed. Jungkook opened them. "E-everyone is mean to Googie."

"Mean?" Taehyung asked softly. Jungkook nodded.

"Ye-yes. E-everyone is hitting Jungoogie also." Jungkook said weakly. Taehyung felt a pang of frustration hit his chest, an upset with himself, with everyone.

"They hit you?? What?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook nodded. "Y-yes! They-" Jungkook whacked Taehyung on the head. "Like t-this."

"Ow," Taehyung said softly into Jungkook's chest. Jungkook put his fingers through locks of Taehyung's blue hair. Taehyung pulled away, looking up at Jungkook. "Why do they hit you Kookie?"

"B-because they are mean!" Jungkook said, lips in a pout. "J-Jin makes Jungkook eat- eat alone in room! Bec-cause there is no round rounds." Jungkook said softly, looking like he was going to cry.

Taehyung rubbed his back. "You don't like it there, do you?"

"No." Jungkook shook his head. "J-Jungkook doesn't like! T-they took Jungkook's coloring and- a-and put water o-on his bed." Jungkook said, and Taehyung didn't really understand but stroked his hand.

"It can't be that bad, can it? They have nice housing and all those classes for you, Kookie." Taehyung urged softly.

"N-no!" Jungkook said, shaking his head. "T-they shout at Googie. And- and Jin... he is telling Googie to speak weird. And- a-and Googie cannot! It is hard for Koogie." Jungkook said, getting overwhelmed again.

Taehyung hugged him tightly. Jungkook let him hug, and then Taehyung heard a small whimper. "W-why did Taehyung let?"

"Why did I let what?" Taehyung asked in confusion. Jungkook sniffled, looking at the wall. "Wh-why did T-Taehyung let Jungkook go to place?"

Taehyung's heart crumbled a bit at his cracking voice. "Hey... that's not fair." Taehyung said gently, soothing. Jungkook looked at him. "You wanted to go, remember? You said you didn't want to stay at my house anymore. You wanted to be with Jin."

Jungkook bit his lip. "J-Jungkook did not! Taehyung is lying..." Jungkook squeaked, head down. Taehyung looked at his puffy red cheeks and leaned up, their faces close.

"I won't lie, Kooks." Taehyung chuckled, his warm voice sending vibrations to Jungkook's back. "You said you wanted to leave Taehyung and- and go do all the fun stuff in the housing."

"W-why did Jungkook say?" Jungkook asked, fists tightened, blinking his lashes.

"Because you got excited. You heard all the fun stuff and didn't wanna stay with me anymore." Taehyung murmured, looking down.

"B-but Jungkook doesn't like!" Jungkook shook his head. "They are hitting and yelling!"

"I'm sure they just want you to do better, Kookie. They want you to learn, don't they?" Taehyung said softly.

"J-Jungkook knows!" Jungkook said. "But... when Jungkook is hic." Jungkook trailed. "N-no one helping... Jungkook wants Taehyungie to help... Taehyungie holds Jungkook and hugs! No- n-no one hugging." Jungkook said, his words more fumbled than usual. He looked very sleepy.

Taehyung wanted to rip his heart out of his own chest because god damn were they hurting at Jungkook's words. Taehyung looked up at him, and then gulped. "No one's hugging you, baby?" Taehyung whispered in a frail voice, not even realizing the nickname he let slip.

"B-baby w-wants Taehyungie," Jungkook said, eyes big. Taehyung couldn't help it.

He reached up, hands on Jungkook's waist, and kissed his cheek. Jungkook went lax in his arms. "It's okay," Taehyung whispered, kissing his puffy cheek again. "I'm so sorry, Kookie. I shouldn't have let you go like that. I'm sorry they're hitting and yelling and not hugging you."

Jungkook got kissed all over his cheek and looked at Taehyung. "W-what is?" Jungkook whimpered, and Taehyung pulled away, blushing.

"I was kissing your cheek. I'm sorry. I got carried away." Taehyung murmured. Jungkook looked sleepy and blinked his apple eyes.

"I-it is okay. D-do more kissing." Jungkook said. Taehyung law down with Jungkook, arms wrapped tightly around his waist, and kissed his other cheek.

Jungkook turned around in his hold, pressing his head to Taehyung's chest. Taehyung brushed his black hair. Jungkook looked up at him.

"T-Taehyungie always helps," Jungkook said softly, making a circle on Taehyung's chest. "Taehyung is best."

"Thank you," Taehyung said with a small smile. "I miss you a lot," Taehyung said. Jungkook looked up at him. "It hurt me a ton when you left if I'm honest. But that's a conversation for another time. Goodnight."

"T-Taehyung is saying words but- but Jungkook is not knowing what he is saying," Jungkook said. Taehyung smiled fondly. Jungkook then closed his eyes, falling into sleep. Taehyung held him for some time.

The door creaked open. Taehyung looked and saw Jin, now wearing pajams or something. "You guys can sleep here for tonight. It's a spare bedroom, so it's fine. Thanks for toning him down."

"That's alright," Taehyung said in a hushed voice. "There are some things I need to discuss with you, by the way. I'll talk to you tomorrow." Taehyung said.

Jin hummed, about to close the door. Before he could, Taehyung held his glance. "If I get to know that you physically or verbally hurt him again, Jin," Taehyung said, words slow. "I'll kill yu."

"Oh," Jin said. "Feels like that's a little overdramatic, but-"

"Goodnight, baby," Taehyung said to Jungkook, who was sleeping. Taehyung kissed his forehead, arms wrapped around him.

He didn't know what had come over him, but didn't want to be away from the boy. He felt like kissing his puffy cheeks and forehead and hugged him tightly. Which is so weird considering he wasn't too fond of him... until he left.

All Taehyung knew is... he was sure there were many more nicknames to come for the little android.

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