Roomies

Taehyung:
Roomies

Taehyung:
Anyone school?

Jeongguk:
Just got out of practice

Jeongguk:
Why?

Taehyung:
Teammates lock in locker

Taehyung:
Me in locker room

Taehyung:
Someone get me out

Taehyung:
Please

Minho:
The fuck??

Taemin:
Who did it?

Taehyung:
Teammates

Taehyung:
Someone hurry

Taehyung:
Claustrophobia

Jeongguk:
On my way

Jimin:
Roomies

Jimin:
Home tomorrow

Jimin:
Go to friend house

Jimin:
Kids beat me

Jimin:
She take care of me

Minho:
Someone beat you again??

Jimin:
Yeah

Jimin:
I see you tomorrow

Taemin:
Can I burn school down?

Jeongguk:
No

Minho:
Wait..... Is anyone home?

Taemin:
Yes

Taemin:
Becky coming today, waiting

Minho:
So if you home

Minho:
Taehyung in locker

Minho:
Jeongguk in school

Minho:
Jimin at friend place

Minho:
And I at store by house

Minho:
Where Woosung?

Jimin:
.......

Taehyung:
He not answering

Jeongguk:
It late and dark out

Jeongguk:
Taemin

Taemin:
Outside right now

Taemin:
See if meet him half way

Taehyung:
This week sucks

Taehyung:
FUCK

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Tag, You're It - Melanie Martinez

(Sexual Assault Trigger Warning)

Woosung felt like an emotionless zombie the whole walk home.

After his breakup with Ariana, the whole day yesterday and today has been just full of shit. He didn't even care anymore about being picked on, or how the team continue to try to provoke him during practice. He hasn't been able to sleep or focus in class.

All because of how fucked up his feelings has become by this point.

For so long, he has always been so sure of himself.

100% of the time.

He knew his love for his girlfriend.

He's aware of what type of person he was.

Yet after Jimin kissed him, it was as though he just suddenly snapped.

He enjoyed it.

A lot.

That's what scares him - this new feeling.

The ideas that run through his head now, the possibility of slowly opening himself up a tiny bit more, now fills thoughts. He couldn't even look at his roommates without feeling that there's a possibility that he may feel again what he did with Jimin but with them too.

It drives him insane.

Perhaps it's the new thing that's making him like this - like trying something for the first time and it being thrilling to try again.

Yet that's all Woosung can think about.

That why he needed this time to be alone, while walking home, just to be in his own space to get his feelings and thoughts -

"Oh! Hey!"

Every cell of Woosung's body froze, startling his head with warning and alarm signs.

Oh no.

Fuck, he completely forgot about this man -

"Look at the irony, we see each other again," Woosung visibly winces as the voice draws closer to his quivering body, not having to see to know the smirk that's twitching the familiar elder man's lips, "And you're alone?"

Woosung's legs pulsed forward, walking faster than the previous time he was in a situation like this, feeling his throat now suffocating with tears in his eyes as the panic overflows his entire body in distress.

"Where are you going? It's so late, let me walk you home -"

"L-Leave me alone," Woosung managed to sputter out, almost tripped a few times by how badly his legs are shaking, "I want to walk alone."

"But didn't you live far?" The man is beside him, matching his speed, "I'll walk you to the bus stop-"

"No! S-Stop or I'll c-call the cops."

"We're just having a conversation," The man says smoothly, jolting every bone in Woosung's body as he shivers uncontrollably, "Besides, I still promised dinner, didn't I? You didn't deny it last time."

Woosung fucking runs down the side walk.

He runs away as fast as his quick legs athletic legs could carry him.

But not long before he's suddenly yanked back from his backpack and he shrieks, "LET ME GO!"

"I love this game we're playing!" The man now yanks him back again, stumbling Woosung between his feet, "Now let's take this to a little more private area - "

The man never got to finish because abruptly Woosung was grabbed by the arm and yanked forward, all the way until he was to the opposite side of the man.

With someone in between them, holding onto his arm to make sure he's far from him.

"Either you get the fuck out of here, or I will beat YOUR MOTHER FUCKING PEDOPHILE ASS TO PRISON!"

Woosung's body was too in shock by the entire situation to really sink that a saving grace came in to be his savior, but his eyes did end finding the angel who saved his life after the shock subsided that someone actually came.

He couldn't see much from his angle who the person was, but it was a girl with very long black hair that reached the end of her spine. She has a black cap on, appearing in a whole sports outfit as if she was coming from a run.

But that wasn't entirely what caught Woosung's attention when he snapped his eyes to look at her, lips parted in shock.

It was by how she spoke English.

The man looks at her, not even hiding how his eyes edges over her curved body, but he suddenly steps back when the girl steps forward with her free hand tight in a fist, "I'll count down to three, and if you don't leave, I will hurt you."

"Sorry, don't understand-"

"3."

"What is she-"

"2. I know damn well you understand me, don't make me get to one."

"We friends!" The man blurts out in English, the panic shivering a bit his eyes to the girl's intimidating stare, looking at Woosung with a subtle glare, "Right? Remember dinner?"

Woosung's eyes shifted to the ground, trying so hard not to cry by how choked up he is from t he anxiety.

He's so scared.

This has never happened to him before.

The girl suddenly turns her head to look at him, and at that moment was when Woosung's lungs felt like it was fueling back with air.

I-It's her....

Taemin's friend....

Someone familiar.

The relief and panic clearly showed in Woosung's gaze, lips wobbling like a small child as he places a hand over Becky's hand on his arm.

Don't leave me alone.

Becky glances to his hand and back to his terrified eyes, nodding and turning back to the man, "Listen buddy - HEY! WHAT THE FUCK!"

Before Woosung's horrified eyes, the man reached both of his hands to Becky's breast and groped her.

And something in Woosung's body got triggered, bringing him back to that night where someone did the same thing to Ariana. He attempted to defend her, and he ended up in the ER.

Now the same thing is happening again.

Right before his eyes.

And..... He officially couldn't do anything.

Woosung's body completely shut down.

He couldn't move, speak, or even hear his own heart beating anymore.

Yet his breathing was loud, very loud.

It coated over every layer of his body.

Now completely paralyzed.

Becky snarls her teeth and raised a fist to the man, but suddenly someone came into view and got in the way.

"Hey! What's going on?"

Woosung couldn't even hear who the voice was, but he recognized the silhouette that got in between them.

Yet that wasn't enough to relax his body.

He could see Taemin talking calmly with the man, either asking him to go politely, or apologize or something, he doesn't know.

But after Taemin suddenly glared at the man, muttering something under his teeth, the man just looks at Becky and Woosung with an apology and walked away.

That's when Woosung was suddenly able to breathe again, choking on air with the burn bubbling up his chest.

Finally.

Fuck, what just happened?

Taemin turns to look at the two, the worry clear in his eyes, "You guys okay? I would beat him up but we could get in trouble with police since foreigner," he said in Korean but then translated in Spanish, his focus now on Woosung to see the boy looking as though he was finally breathing air, "He's gone Roomie. He won't bother you again, trust me."

That was all the assurance Woosung needed, slowly feeling safe by being -

Becky suddenly slaps the shit out of Taemin's arm, glaring up at him from her short height while Taemin whines and pouts to her, "Idiot! Should've let me take one hit! He fucking touched me!"

Woosung couldn't understand what she said, but it was something that clearly flashed the worry and dread in Taemin's eyes, softly moving to cradle her jaw like a delicate stuffed animal, "I know, but I didn't want you to get in trouble. Trust me amor, the system here won't back you up. How did you even get here?"

"I was in the taxi coming here, but I got out when I saw the situation from the window," Becky huffs, waving to the duffle back on the ground, "He's a dead man the next time I see him - YOU HEAR ME BITCH! IF I SEE YOU IT'S ON SIGHT!"

This did twitch a Woosung a smile to glide his lips by his words as she cursed that out in English, but it suddenly drops when Taemin guided her chin up and perks his lips down to her, making the girl lean up without hesitation and pecking it quickly with a grin - Immediately making a glittering smile flash Taemin;s face - something that made Woosung's heart feel as though it plummeted down to the ends of the Earth.

And he doesn't know why.

It didn't.... Feel pleasant.

Taemin now looks at Woosung, the worry clear still in his expression before he goes up to him and places his hand on his shoulder, "How feeling? Okay?"

Woosung glances to his hand on his shoulder and back to his eyes, slowly finding himself relaxing and nods. Taemin takes a good look at him and eases him forward, wrapping his arms around his shoulders in a tight embrace.

This is what Woosung needed.

A really nice, warm hug.

A hug that not only comforted him in this moment here, but the moments of today and yesterday where he felt alone.

He needed this, far more than anyone can comprehend.

With eyes closed and a heavy breath escaping his lips, he lets all his weight down on Taemin and exhales deeply - melting completely into his arms.

He really needed this.

Fuck, he really did.

But it didn't last long before Taemin pulled away, offering a small smile to the way Woosung's eyes teared up but kept his arms around his shoulders before looking at Becky - who was getting her duffle bag from the ground, "Give me the bag, I'll carry it."

Didn't have to tell her twice.

She gave the duffle bag to Taemin and he swings it around his body before extending a hand, to which Becky interlaced it with hers as though it was second nature.

Woosung eyed the interaction, looking at Taemin as the three started walking down the side walk.

"Are you two dating again?"

Taemin barks a laugh to this, shaking his head, "No. We just cozy," Then he turns to Becky, grinning, "Right baby?"

Becky sends him an eye side looks, not amused since she didn't understand what the two were talking about earlier, but she did look at Woosung, "You must be the roomie Taemin was talking about with the creepy dude. I'm Becky."

She spoke in English, immediately making Woosung's smile tug wider, "Sammy."

Taemin in giddiness squeezes Woosung closer to him and grips Becky's hand tighter, "I so excited! We having so much fun together-"

And so, he rambled, mixed with Korean and Spanish, all through the journey back home.

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A/N:

And the Queen has arriveddddddd.

Saving the day and will continue doing soooo.

Alright let's get it going!!

I PURPLE YOU! <33