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Third person P.O.V

Taehyung was blank- his face, his eyes, his heart... his emotions. Everything was blank at the moment. The person, whom he was trusting to his full now just said that he is a robber?

The whole situation was hurting but the words had a new scope on his already broken soul.

"Throw him out of this building before I kill him!" Ceo growled bringing Taehyung out of his daze. His quivering eyes settled on the old man who was looking at him with a scowl.

"Clear all of his accounts, make sure he is left with nothing! And you!-" He jabbed his finger over Taehyung's shoulder harshly. "Feel lucky that I'm not handing you over to the cops now. Get lost, get lost before I change my mind. You're not allowed to step into the premises of my company. GET OUT!" Taehyung again flinched with his numb body.

This much insult? This much hate? This many disgust-filled gazes? But why? He didn't even do anything.. then why no one was giving him any chance?

His desperate pleas were ignored and now he felt like doing nothing. Two guards started dragging him out of the department and to the elevator. His eyes fell on the CFO who was staring back at him with blank eyes. He was thrown out of the building as per the order of the hot-headed old man and no one did any thing. 

The manager came out shortly, just to throw his phone and his bag in his face.

"Get lost. God! I hate people like you." He spat before turning back to the building.

Taehyung's shaky hands grabbed his bag and his phone, which was totally broken now. He tried to sit up but his legs felt jelly.

After trying many times, he finally got up to only see the people looking at him weirdly. His tear-stained face, messy hair, and dusty clothes were getting too much attention from the people.

Clutching his bag to his chest, with a little hope to get a bit of comfort, he shoved his broken phone inside his pants pockets and started walking aimlessly on the sidewalk.

Everything was so good, then what went wrong? His mind was roaming everywhere, his every day he spent recently. He didn't do anything wrong, then what happened?

Strong shivers hit his body as the harsh wind started abusing his already numb skin. He walked and just walked, avoiding all the stares till he reached his so-called home. The door was opened by his uncle who had his face flushed red, definitely drunk.

"You back early today," Chayun muttered and slightly backed away so that the brunet could enter the house.

As Taehyung was about to climb up the stairs, a hand stopped him, and Chayun quickly locked the door before doing so.

Taehyung yanked away his hand but Chayun had something else planned. He pulled the boy harshly and Taehyung stumbled down and almost fell into another's arms.

Taking the chance again, Chayun dragged him inside the room while Taehyung was still shocked at what was happening.

But, he came out of his shock when the older pushed him into the wall, alarming him. 

"UNCLE!"

"Shhh. Don't worry, we are alone. Your auntie is out at a party with her friends. So~ it's just me and you." He slurred lightly and tried to nuzzle his head in Taehyung's neck but the younger male pushed him back with wide eyes.

"The hell! You're drunk! Stay away from me.. for sake!" Taehyung snapped at the older who looked amused.

Chayun inhaled sharply before smirking. Feeling totally lusty over the sight, he traced his finger over Taehyung's cheek but the younger slapped it, only to have his hands caught in the strong grip.

"Leave me!"

"No dearie. Why are you being so rude? Look, I'm giving you the best deal." Chayun started while Taehyung finally pushed him away.

"The hell-" Chayun shut him up by placing his hand over Taehyung's mouth and nose.

"She is mostly busy and you need a house. Let's be together and have this house to ourselves. Yeah? Just do as I say and leave the rest over me." The intoxicated male said with the same disgusting smirk while Taehyung was now feeling suffocated.

He tried to pray off the hand from his mouth but Chayun pressed his body more, making his movements more difficult. Very soon, his face started turning red as the hand was literally blocking his air.

"Don't fight back sweet cheeks. I might hurt you." Chayun pouted that looked ugly.

Taehyung's mind was reeling from the ill intentions, the other was spatting over his face. He knew, that the wicked male was hiding something behind his sweet acts, but this much disgusting acts?

"Hmph" Taehyung groaned feeling his sight getting a bit blurry with the lack of oxygen. His hands got weaker all while the older kept watching him with hawk eyes.

"Are you saying something Taebaby?" He mumbled and pressed his nose over others' cheeks which made Taehyung close his eyes in pure disgust.

God! It was such torture to his body and soul. First that whole drama in the office and now this?

The male was wasted, totally drunk, and didn't understand what he was doing to the younger. If he continued like that, he might end up killing him with his disgusting hand.

A sudden idea hit Taehyung's mind as he let his hands fall on his sides completely and also, left his body to fall. The act finally brought the other out of his act.

"Tae!" He called the other and finally pulled back his hand. Taehyung took the chance and pushed Chayun with his remaining energy.

Taking some greedy breaths, he quickly rushed towards the stairs when Chayun's drunk mind took a second to register. But when he saw Taehyung running or more like stumbling to the stairs, he also followed him with wobbly and hasty steps.

Taehyung was practically running for his life and luckily reached his room. Locking the room quickly, he rushed to the bathroom and shut himself in the small space.

His whole body was badly shaking and thus his mind. The poor lad was badly traumatized. His senses were getting numb again after a little effort.

Sliding down the door, he gripped his hair harshly. The start of the day was fine but the end was nothing but horror.

He could hear some bangs over his room door but he just kept crying, sobbing. It was again a dead end and he was left with nothing but a little hope that his auntie just come back soon.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the loud bangs stopped as the drunken man left him alone but the terror was so much that he didn't come out of the bathroom quickly.

The sleepless night turned into a gloomy cloudy day light but Taehyung was just sitting on his stiff mattress with blank eyes.

His eyes were heavy but at the same time, he was afraid of even blinking after what happened. He didn't even dare to leave the room though, even when he needed to clear the misunderstandings in his office. He can't just sit silent after this big accusation but deep down, he was still scared.

His gaze fell on his bag that was lying near the door and then he remembered his phone. Taking out his phone from his pants from the last night, he tried to open it up but to add more to his dismay, the phone was totally broken.

He chuckled bitterly at his rotten luck and threw the phone on the wall in pure frustration. He wanted to scream, yell, and shout but still had to keep quiet with all the bubbling fire in his heart. The clouds were lightly crying for his bad luck as well and the environment turned more gloomy.

After spending some more time in the room, he decided to talk with his aunt. He has to do something, and he will start with his house.

After changing his clothes, he came out of his room. The lower portion of the house was silent.

"A- auntie?" He called the woman but no one came out. When his gaze fell on the closed door, he understood that both were out.

Heaving out a sigh, he also left the house to visit the office once again. However, he wasn't allowed to enter the area. He tried but failed as those guards threatened to send him to jail if he kept coming there.

With a heavy heart, he waited near the building for any of his friends but couldn't find any. The sky was getting darker again and he had nothing with him, just his shattered heart and soul.

Just when he was about to leave, he heard a familiar voice.

"I'm so stupid to like someone like him," Seoyun said while wiping her tears as some girl patted her shoulder in sympathy.

"Forget him Seoyun, we can't understand people so easily. Who could've believed that innocent face holds such a disgusting personality?" She said with a hate-filled voice and Seoyun just nodded her head.

That was enough to make Taehyung rush out of the place with glistening eyes. He was in need of some comfort, but no one believed him and this all was because of only one person.

"I hate you Jeon Jungkook! You went this far... you coward!." Taehyung mumbled with hate as the smirking face of the raventte came into his eyes. So, that's what he meant by regret?

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"We aren't hiring at the moment. Sorry." The receptionist said and Taehyung just nodded his head before leaving.

With his tired body, Taehyung tried to use the rest of his time to search for another job. He had to move on from the harsh reality of being thrown away, for his family. His phone was broken, his accounts were sealed and he was left with no money- again. It felt like, he was again at zero.

He entered a random cafe for the same purpose.

"Hello. My name is Taehyung. Do you have any vacancy for a waiter or anything else? I really need a job." Taehyung gently said to the person standing on the counter.

That man's expression morphed into some unexpected ones as he quickly grabbed his phone. His glances were moving between his phone and Taehyung's face.

Taehyung was quite confused about the odd behavior of the owner but his eyes also widened when he saw the screen. It was video, his video of the office where his boss was spitting fire on his face while accusing him of something he never did.

His horror-filled eyes fell on the man who looked up at him with the same eyes, disgust-filled.

"Do you want to rob us now?" The man snapped, getting the attention of the other people. Every one started murmuring while Taehyung started shaking at those eating gazes. The owner dialed some number quickly.

He got a title- the title of a robber.

"Hello.. yes, a robber is in my cafe-" The words were enough for the brunet to run away from the place and never turn back.

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