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Third person P.O.V

"Your order, Mam," Taehyung placed the glass filled with the bitter liquid as per the order of a girl in her late twenties. Her looks screamed lust as she was just staring at the masked brunet in front of her.

"Thanks." She said with a smirk as the masked bartender went back to the rack to grab the new glass.

It's already been 2 weeks since he started working in the club. It was going pretty well unlike his thoughts.

The day, he entered the house with Jin, he found that it was actually a home. Two Kims were kind enough to him and especially Jin was very careful about him. He even provided him with some of his old clothes when he saw the brunet repeating his few hoodies and pants. Clothes were a bit loose, but still, he accepted those on the constant pestering by the other after denying the offer of the shopping.

In the past weeks, he called only one person from the landline in Jin's house, and that person was Yoongi. Older was very happy to hear his voice and that made him think, what would be the reaction of his old friends if they ever met again?

A few times, he even tried to call his mother as he was sure that she must be very worried about his sudden disappearance. But, unfortunately, his call was never accepted. It could be because of the unknown contact number, and also of a landline. Well, it was a stupid idea to believe in it but still, Taehyung believed in that to keep himself away from unnecessary worries.

He wasn't paid yet as Jin told him that they give the staff monthly pay, not weekly. So, he was patiently waiting for the day but the good thing was, he was fed well and kept under care by the two older Kims.

"Why do you always wear this mask? I'm sure, we have so much to see under this." The same girl slightly slurred, kept staring at him with those makeup-laden eyes. 

Another thing, he asked Jin if he wanted to hide his face as much as possible. It was quite surprising that the other didn't even ask anything about the decision and agreed with his condition. So, since his first day in the club, he was wearing a mask and a cap to hide under the uniform, giving himself the satisfaction of being hidden.

"Come on~ you can't avoid me like that, handsome." She slurred again and tried to touch his hand that was busy wiping the glass, but he quickly dodged that with a frown.

"Are you the type who wants lots of attention?" She cocked her brow, her fingers busy with the rim of the glass, eyes gleaming with an emotion that Taehyung just call lust.

"Do you need anything else Mam?" He asked, totally irritated by the way she was staring at him.

"Yes." She got up from the stool and leaned over the counter to which Taehyung quickly stepped back.

"You." Taehyung gritted his teeth in annoyance at the word. That's the only reason he was avoiding this place.

"Kai! Please, come here and serve her. I need to use the restroom." He called the other who happily came to his place. Taking the chance, he quickly disappeared behind the door of the washroom.

"Oh, you're a cute one. Why this place is full of cute and handsome boys?" She chuckled at the young bartender who rolled his eyes at the very usual comment.

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"Taehyung!" On hearing his name being called in the morning, he quickly rushed downstairs to see the two Kims sitting on the sofa.

"Yes, hyung?" Jin gestured for him to come forth and he did so. Once he was near the sofa, Namjoon pulled him down gently.

"I bought something for you." He started politely and smiled widely, showing his contagious dimples. 

"I don't need anything hyung, you're doing more than enough already. I feel burdened under your kindness-"

"Jeez. Listen to him first kid, we don't want to bury you under our kindness." Jin laughed loudly at that and Namjoon just sighed at his lame words.

"Well. You need this thing as we noticed that you don't have one." Taehyung silently listened to him this time, hands locked together.

With that, Namjoon grabbed a box from the table that Taehyung hadn't noticed before, and placed that over his hands.

"Mobile phone?"

"Yup. You need it, no actually we all need this. I'm sorry if the brand is not of your choice, but we just selected one." Jin butted in as he plopped beside him excitedly.

"Open it up. We bought a new sim card as well, in case you don't have one." Taehyung bit his lips as he felt overwhelmed.

"You know Taehyung, Namjoon proposed to me yesterday night... finally!"

"Come on, I tried to do so many times before but you never gave me a chance." Namjoon quickly defended himself with wide eyes at the sudden change.

"Oh really, It's my fault now? You! You're the one who always breaks things every time you decorate our room and that's not my fault." Jin huffed, with a painful reminder of the moments with the broken vases and candles in the room and a pouting Namjoon in the middle of the mess.

"That was a one-time thing Jiniee~"

"No! You always break things." Two were too much immersed in their bickering that they didn't notice how Taehyung was smiling with teary eyes, sitting in between them.

"Whatever. Taehyung, I saved mine and Jin's contact already. Yoongi's contact is also saved. And don't feel burdened, you're like our little brother, consider it as a welcome gift." Namjoon said when he noticed that he was sitting silently, head hanging low.

Taehyung sniffed lightly and nodded his head, feeling too emotional to talk but the two now understood that he was crying.

The next second, warmth spread over his body as he felt two sets of arms wrapping around his torso.

"Don't you dare to be emotional! I had my fair share of crying last night and I don't wanna cry in the early morning." Jin whined hugging the other.

Taehyung chuckled at that and inhaled deeply. "Congratulations to both of you." Both parted away with wide smiles.

"Thank you, bear," Jin said with a huge smile and gasped when he smelt something burning.

"My cake! No~" He quickly rushed to the kitchen leaving Namjoon and Taehyung.

"It wasn't necessary, you know that. I could've bought one with my pay. I don't want to burden you -"

"Stop with it. I know, you're a very much selfless type of person. But we really see you as our brother and brothers can give gifts to each other." Taehyung smiled and nodded his head. Feeling satisfaction with happiness. He was indeed lucky to meet them.

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"Hello? Mom?" Taehyung called his mother after putting his old SIM card in the new phone.

"Taehyung? Son? Is that you?"

Taehyung sighed in relief upon hearing her voice after a long gap.

"Yes, mom. How are you? Euni? I'm sorry I couldn't contact-"

"Where the hell are you?! Why did you do that?! I didn't teach you to, oh Taehyung." His smile turned upside down at her words. She was definitely crying and now he was sure, his auntie had done this all.

"What do you mean? She.. she told me to leave, that's why I left her house."

"Because she was insecure! Insecure of a boy! What did I do wrong that I'm hearing such things because of you? I never raised you like that, stealing, robbing- harassment- Taehyung why?? WHY?!" His heart sank more. Fear turned into sadness and pain hearing his mother's wails from the phone. His own tears were falling freely now.

What hurts most is that his own mother was accusing him, without asking him the truth. She believed in what she was fed. Maybe, he was always like that, an easy target for accusations. But, out of all the people on earth, she should've believed in him.... and the opposite reaction was breaking him more.

"You believed in her words?" His voice came out broken and low, the same as his heart.

"She told that to every person in the family. What do you think? Hunh? She is practically calling every person to narrate your famous work in Seoul." She said through her sobs.

"I didn't send you there for that. It was better to keep you here, away from that big city. It was better to die of hunger rather than to hear such words! I'm very ashamed of you Taehyung.. you made me ashamed... you made us ashamed in front of everyone."

His grip tightened on the phone, and shaky hands were begging to let go, but he kept hearing the hurtful words, each word stabbing him deeply.

Gulping thickly, he opened his mouth to say something, but nothing much came out except for a broken apology.

"I- I'm sor- sorry." With that, he ended the call and fell on his knees. All of her words were ringing in his ears like a mantra.

You made us ashamed

I'm very ashamed of you Taehyung

You made us ashamed

A person can bear so much, but when it comes to loved ones, things hurt more. That's what happened with him. He was trying to overcome the venom of the other people in the world, saying himself that they didn't know him.. but her words made him crumble, his hopes crumbled, because she knew him, more than any other person in the world.. but still?

An ugly sob left his now bruised lips, his tears were falling like a stream. What did he do wrong? Liking someone was this wrong to be pushed away by everyone so brutely?

His body kept on shaking when he continued crying on his knees, wailing and calling for someone to comfort him and somehow, his prayer was heard as the door opened by a shocked Jin, Namjoon running behind him.

"Taehyung? Hey! Why are you- Joonie, bring some water please." Jin was totally panicked seeing Taehyung loudly wailing with his shaky body. He never witnessed someone breaking down like that.

Namjoon quickly rushed downstairs to bring some water while Jin hugged the crying male.

"It's ok. Please, don't cry like that. Please.. you, you can tell me.. tell us, we can solve your problems.. but please, don't cry like that." Jin was trying his best to calm him down but unknowingly, his words made Taehyung more miserable.

Stranger was ready to hear him out, ready to help him but his own family pushed him away when he needed them the most. He was doing this all for them and that's what they did to him? Why? He tried to keep his emotions masked, but that was the edge for him.

Namjoon was back with the glass of water that Jin made him drink somehow. They both made him sit on the bed but Taehyung kept clinging to the older who was sharing a worried glance with Namjoon.

They both were unaware of his pain of him, but still aware that he was suffering.... alone. And they were willing to share that with him because they knew that he didn't deserve it all.


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