The youngster was jumping from happiness. He was finally finished with class and could meet up with the guys. Of course he knew only one of them was finished as well, which only made his smile grow.

As time flies by like an echo in a silent forest, Yoongi started to open up a bit to the younger. The way the older played the piano fascinates Jungkook. It's not just fingers hitting a key, it's soul converting sounds into music.

He could stay there listening and observing the older all day long without needing to say a word. What the piano meant for Yoongi is quite obvious, no need for any sentence to explain.

Yoongi insisted to teach him as well, but Jungkook took that invitation as an excuse to see the older more often.

He does like the company of the boys a lot, all of them to be precise, yet somehow Yoongi managed to find a special spot in his heart.

Taehyung was also a surprise for him. The older would look after him and appear sometimes to quickly at inexplicable places to help him out. For instance when his brother came to near, Tae would wrap an arm around his neck and start talking about something funny that happened to him.

Jungkook's mind is not sure about wether its coincidence or if the brunette knows. He sincerely hopes it's just a fortunate coincidence nevertheless his chest feels heavy each time he thinks about it.

What will he think of me? What if he tells the other boys?

He really can't lose these boys, they mean to much to him. They showed him how life can be beautiful and pretty. How he can say no to certain things and they will respect it, stopping right away.

Jungkook has found what he didn't even know he was missing and now he will never let it go, no matter how hard he needs to fight for it.

"If it isn't Jungkookie ... the man I was looking for." The younger's eyes widen at hearing that deep voice.

He closes his eyes for a few seconds and can make out the faint noises of the piano playing in the storage room.

almost ....

Woojin grabs his jacket forcefully and turns him around.

"I ... I got classes Woojin." The second those words leave his mouth Jungkook knows he shouldn't have said anything.

Woojin slaps his stepbrother on the cheek, making him stop talking instantly.

"Don't fucking lie to me you bitch. You think I don't know you've been staying at school longer then you need to?" Jungkook keeps his mouth shut not wanting to cause Yoongi or the boys any problems.

The storage room is reserved for the teachers only, if they found out they are still using it after their punishment they would get in serious problems.

"Who is he? Who is the son of a bitch that's screwing you?" Woojin screams out shaking the younger.

"No-no one!" Woojin throws him against the dirty floor making him flinch as his bottom hurts.

"Is that how you wanna do this? Is it? Wanna lie?" The older bends his knees and chokes the smaller with his left hand. Jungkook hopelessly grabs the other's wrist trying to get loose.

"Does he do it like this? Hum? You like it rough after all." Jungkook pats his feet on the floor gasping for air.

"Does he do it at his house? At school? Or maybe in public?" As Woojin reaches for his pants Jungkook tries to scream.

"Do it, wanna scream? Do it so everyone comes and sees the faggot you are." Instantly the shorter stops the movements, trying to even stop breathing.

They can't see me like this!

Yoongi was trying to focus on the notes, yet the loud sounds from outside disturbed him.

Why can't those fuckers be quiet?

Yoongi rolls his eyes getting up. He's gonna beat the shit out of those pathetic kids.

As he opens the wooden door, his thoughts suddenly change from frustrated to furious in a matter of second.

Woojin undoes Jungkook's pants reaching inside almost touching the younger's member.

The smaller cries, feeling his wet tears roll down his cheeks.

He doesn't want this, it's to late eitherways to stay virgin for the right one but Jungkook wants to at least stay inactive.

It's very strange how all this time such a thought never occurred to him yet all revolves around love these days.

He feels jealous of any person, who talks to Yoongi. He only wears his best clothes. He stays late not minding the beating he will get once he gets home, if it gives him five more minutes with the older. Why does this suddenly feel likes he's cheating on him?

Why does his heart ache to be held in those arms? Why does he want to feel his touch on his body and lips on his mouth?

Why isn't he afraid to be naked in front of him? Why does he trust him so blindly?

"I think you should take that hand off before I cut it." Jungkook freezes. He could recognize that smooth voice anywhere.

It's Yoongi!

"Oh I see, are you're the fucker who's been screwing him? Don't worry, he's such a slut we can share." Yoongi approaches both boys narrowing his eyes.

"I said, take that hand off before I cut it." Woojin reaches further inside, grabbing the length and making Jungkook struggle for him to let go.

"And I say this bitch is mine." Without much wait, Yoongi punches the other in the face making him fall back from the blow.

Jungkook rapidly zips his pants again and stands up.

"You made a huge mistake punk." Woojin says whipping his bloody lip.

"What are you gonna do about it? Huh? You got no fucking balls to accept a no so you walk around making people do stuff. I'm sure no one would even wanna get laid with you otherwise." Yoongi scuffs, crossing his arms as he finishes his talk.

"For your info, I get any girl I like in bed, which is still better then being a fag like you and fucking this bitch." Woojin exclaims with a devilish smile on his face.

"I'll get going, it's not like I got anything to do here. See ya tonight buddy, hope you can take it a second time after this guy fucks you over." He turns around and disappears into the shadows.

"Are you okay Kookie?" The younger was shivering uncontrollably, looking down.

"I-I- I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't want t-to drag you into this ... y-you're not a fag Yoongi, you're not stained like me." The older hugs him tightly, so tightly Jungkook suddenly feels in heaven.

He lets his tears roll freely down his cheeks, sobbing in the other's neck.

Yoongi simply rubs his back, trying to calm him down.

"Hey it's okay, that fucker will never lay his hands on you again. You're not stained Kookie, he hasn't done anything to you." Jungkook hiccups, bad thoughts wandering his mind.

The way Yoongi said it, made it sound like Jungkook is only stained after getting raped which scares the younger incredibly.

He doesn't know it already happened many times, yet Jungkook won't tell him one single thing about it. He can't afford to lose him, not when he finally got to feel his touch and embrace.

Yoongi smells of safety like nothing could ever hurt him.

"Hey hey hey! What happened sweet cheeks?" Hoseok asks, coming from his last lesson accompanied by the other four guys.

"N-n-Nothing just hit my head." Jungkook wipes his fresh tears and smiles, showing his signature teeth.

Taehyung, who was right besides Hoseok knew better then to believe such lies. He tells them himself after all.

He rapidly takes a look at the younger's pants and sighs devastated.

"Yeah, I came running as soon as I heard the fall." Yoongi adds faking a smile.

Seokjin tilts his head slightly.

"Are you sure you are alright Jungkook? Did someone harm you deliberately?" Jungkook shakes his head.

"N-no Seokjin, it's all okay, I'm just super clumsy that's all." Namjoon is seeing some kind of pattern between him and Taehyung's excuses. He doesn't like it one bit.

"Oh no! It is getting very tardily to go home. I am sorry friends I do not poses much time today. We will assemble tomorrow, goodbye." Seokjin hurriedly turns around only to be caught by Namjoon's right hand.

"Can I come with? There is still time for the next bus and I wanna get home quickly today." Seokjin nods smiling back at him.

"You certainly can Namjoon." They both make their way to the black SUV popping in swiftly.

As the engine starts and the car moves, Jin dares to speak up.

"Namjoon? May I ask you a rather direct question?" The younger nods, looking outside the window.

All those people seem so careless, so happy. If one could see into their lives, would it be the same? Are those people really as pleased as they seem?

"You converse about parabatai and first love yet you do not spend time looking for it. How do you intend to find your one true pair?" Namjoon sighs.

"My life is not that easy Jin. My dad had a sever accident and the bills rise each time he needs to go to the hospital, so I need to make sure we don't starve. For that, I need to work three part jobs. I need to look after him since he's disabled. I have a little sister as well, who needs a lot of attention and care, I can't simply ignore that and spend my time flirting with girls." Seokjin already regrets having asked anything.

"Besides I don't really need to look for my parabatai anymore, I already found him." Namjoon adds, turning his head so he can face Jin.

The older was hurt, so extremely hurt. He really didn't know one could get so attached to a friend. The older doesn't know if it can be called heartbroken yet his heart was aching for someone who never was his in the first place.

How can he feel so void and damaged? The thought of Namjoon leaving the group for that person scares him.

His eyes glow from their glassiness, as the older holds back his tears.

Ten years of tough love and you break because of this?

"Well only if he accepts of course." Jin is not able to speak afraid that sentence could bring sobs and stutters with it.

"Will you be my parabatai? My friend for life?"

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What could be his answer?