Hello, all you beautiful lovely readers~♡ I hope that you all are well and living your best lives~♡ I have been doing a lot better now that I've seen a doctor.:3 It was bronchitis and I was on an antibiotic, a steroid, a heavy cough suppressant, and an inhaler.😂🤣 But we're better now!😌 So yay for that.:3 They just have me working 9 days straight now.🤣😂 But enough about my misery.:3 This chapter has mental and physical abuse present, so please be advised when reading.:3 Otherwise, I hope that you all will enjoy the chapter~♡

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Taehyung yanked on the door handle once again and when it still refused to budge, Jungkook could see something in Taehyung's eyes he'd never seen before. Desperation. Terror and desperation as Taehyung moved to beat his fist against the door in his anxiety. "Please, no," Taehyung begged softly through the door as Jungkook took Taehyung into his arms. He could tell this had thrown Taehyung back into his wretched past as Taehyung covered his face with his hands and started to cry hysterically.

Jungkook had to move Taehyung's hands away from his eyes when he began to gouge at his flawless skin with his well-groomed nails, his tears falling heavy and rapid. Jungkook cradled Taehyung gently in his arms, holding Taehyung's arms down with his own arms wrapped firmly around him as he kicked at the door to get anyone to acknowledge that they were trapped in here. Taehyung should never be treated like this and Jungkook was already starting to lose his temper.

After a few hours of being locked in his room longer, Taehyung's door was finally yanked open to reveal his father. Jungkook could have beat the man because Taehyung had literally cried the entire time and he was just now letting them out. Before Jungkook could say anything to Taehyung's father about the treatment of his son, Taehyung was yanked roughly from his arms with a soft cry.

Jungkook swiftly and fluidly stood from his position on the ground as Taehyung's father turned his attention towards Jungkook. "What are you going to do?" He asked bitterly, his grip on Taehyung's arm tightening significantly. Taehyung's face twisted in pain as he tried to pry his father's hand off his arm, only for his father to raise his arm higher in a jerking motion. "Papa! Please," Taehyung plead, trying to free himself from his father's tight and painful grasp. Before Taehyung could say anything more, Jungkook was in his father's face, fuming with anger and squaring up for a fight. "Kookie, stop," Taehyung warned only to be shoved aside by his father. He hit the door frame of his door hard, but brushed it off and rubbed the back of his head to soothe the throbbing injury.

"What are you going to do about it? Kiss his mother again?" Taehyung's father asked furiously and Jungkook reared back, ready to hit Taehyung's father. Taehyung groaned softly as he opened his eyes, and quickly put himself between the two of them. "Stop! Please! No fighting," Taehyung insisted, shouting to try and stop this confrontation. Jungkook bit his lip but lowered his fist at Taehyung's pleas, that was until Taehyung's father shoved Taehyung roughly aside again. "Be a man. Go ahead and hit me. See what I do," Taehyung's father egged Jungkook on, but Jungkook took a step back. He knew he was being baited now and that if he hit Taehyung's father, he'd probably never be able to see him again.

Jungkook shook his head, taking several liberal steps back as he stared at the man he despised most right now. "No, I won't do it. I know you would make me regret it," he whispered in a strained voice as Taehyung smiled softly in Jungkook's direction. He breathed a sigh of relief, proud his Kookie was backing down from the fight- only for that feeling to be short-lived as he was yanked roughly towards his father again. "How dare you let him kiss your mother and then talk to me like that! He has no decency and no distinguished accomplishments," Taehyung's father yelled and Jungkook could see the fear in Taehyung's eyes once again. Jungkook wanted to say something. He wanted to do something so immensely, but he didn't want to jeopardize his relationship with Taehyung either.

"Papa! It was an accident! Mama kissed Jungkook by accident," Taehyung tried to reason, trying to yank his arm free yet again. The grip on his arm was crushing and definitely going to leave a bruise as his father wildly shook Taehyung's body back and forth. Taehyung felt tears well in his eyes as the pain in his head intensified. "Papa, please! You're hurting me," Taehyung cried out, yanking on his arm harder to relieve some of his pain. It was all Taehyung had to say before Jungkook decked Taehyung's father as hard as he could anyway.

The moment Jungkook's fist connected with Taehyung's father's face, the man's eyes rolled back into his head and he dropped back onto the floor, dragging Taehyung down with him. Jungkook shook his hand out before kneeling down and prying Taehyung's father's fingers off of Taehyung's arm. He helped Taehyung to his feet and quickly inspected the elder male's arm. "I'm fine," Taehyung whispered, slipping his arm from Jungkook's grasp because he felt very vulnerable right now. Jungkook had now seen him at his worst moments and it was rather embarrassing as he turned away from Jungkook. "Baby, no. Don't turn away from me. I'm sorry I hit your dad even after you begged me not to do it. I just couldn't stand by and let him hurt you any longer," Jungkook pleaded softly as Taehyung shook his head, his back still facing Jungkook.

"That's not it? Then what is it, baby? I don't want you to be upset with me," Jungkook declared with determination, walking over to face Taehyung. Taehyung dropped his gaze to the ground as he chewed on his lower lip, rubbing his arm with tears collected in his eyes. "Baby, talk to me. I'm not going to know what's wrong until you do," Jungkook insisted as Taehyung finally met Jungkook's gaze timidly. "You must think the worst of me... I- I showed you s- so many terrible things about myself..." Taehyung trailed off as Jungkook cupped Taehyung's cheeks and coerced Taehyung to look him in the eye.

"Of course not, baby. I still think the best of you. I always will. Even if you showed me some erratic behavior today, that doesn't change how I feel about you. Not one bit," Jungkook assured as Taehyung let out a small giggle. He was just happy that Jungkook wasn't scared off by his lack of handling tough situations. "I love you," Taehyung whispered, sniffling as tears dripped off his lashes. Jungkook gently brushed the tears away with a smile. "I love you too," Jungkook whispered back, kissing Taehyung's nose.

Their moment was interrupted by Jungkook's head suddenly being yanked back by his hair. Jungkook made no sound as he came face to face with Taehyung's angry father yet again. "I don't want you seeing my son anymore," Taehyung's father growled threateningly, shoving Jungkook's head away and grabbing Taehyung's arm roughly once more. Taehyung cried out as he drug his feet against the ceramic tile and yanked on his arm, refusing to go any further with his father without Jungkook. In his rage, Taehyung's father whipped Taehyung around violently to face him, and they both watched as Taehyung disappeared with a series of sickening thuds.

Jungkook shouted as he rushed forward towards Taehyung's father, shoving Taehyung's shocked father out of his way. He stopped short when he saw Taehyung at the bottom of the stairs, his heart dropping into his stomach as he noticed the dark red puddle collecting under Taehyung's head. Jungkook bolted down the stairs and slid to a stop on his knees, collecting Taehyung's limp body into his arms. "Tae baby, I'm here," Jungkook whispered frantically, brushing Taehyung's hair out of his eyes. "Come on, open your eyes. You can do that for me, can't you?" Jungkook asked softly, his tears falling from his eyes in rapid succession. "Please baby, open your eyes. Don't leave me here alone," Jungkook pleaded, sobbing softly into Taehyung's chest.

A chest, he realized that was steadily falling and swelling still. It stuttered every now and then, but he was still breathing to Jungkook's surprise. "Call for help," Jungkook shouted at no one in particular, hoping that someone would help him help Taehyung. He continued to gently shake Taehyung, trying to get the elder to open his eyes as he cradled his head in his lap. A soft groan finally left Taehyung's lips, but he still wasn't opening his eyes. After some time, Taehyung's eyes finally fluttered open, but the back of his head was still bleeding and Jungkook didn't know how to get it to stop.

Taehyung's eyes fluttered softly once again, ready to close once more as Jungkook shook him firmly. "Stay with me, Tae. We'll get the bleeding to stop, I promise," Jungkook choked out, trying to keep Taehyung from closing his eyes. Taehyung peeked up at Jungkook, his eyes traveling over the man that held him tightly and intimately spoke to him. It was almost as if they knew each other. Taehyung brushed a curious finger over Jungkook's bicep, earning his attention. "Hey, you're moving, so that's good," Jungkook choked out trying to control his emotions. He was just happy the fall didn't kill him.

"Do I know you?" Taehyung finally asked and Jungkook's heart shattered at that exact moment. The broken slivers stabbing him like a million tiny knives. Jungkook stared down at Taehyung, still holding him tightly as more tears fell. "Yes, you do," Jungkook answered indignantly, trying to hide the hurt. "You're my fiancé," Jungkook added, showing Taehyung the ring on his own fragile finger. Taehyung stared at the ring on his finger curiously before glancing back up at Jungkook's tear-streaked face.

"I'm getting married?" Taehyung asked, trying to sit up but Jungkook held him steady. "You're not well. You need to rest," Jungkook declared, not wanting Taehyung to see the blood that still dripped from the wound on the back of his head. Taehyung's father hesitantly made his way down the stairs, trying to gauge how pissed Jungkook was at this moment. It wasn't like Jungkook's fist didn't hurt and this would certainly earn him another punch to the face. If not a strike from his wife too when she came home.

"Is he okay?" Taehyung's father asked hesitantly as Jungkook whipped his head around to glare at him with the intent to murder. "No. He's not. He doesn't even remember who I am," Jungkook sobbed out as Taehyung stared at him with remorse. For some reason, seeing this stranger cry hurt him deeply. It hurt him a great deal as he gently stroked Jungkook's cheek. "It looks like he knows who you are," Taehyung's father whispered, trying to lighten the impending situation. He could see the puddle of blood slowly growing larger and he could see how distraught Jungkook was to do anything about it. He quickly walked over towards one of the maids and had her call the family doctor over to look at Taehyung.

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With his head wrapped tightly in gauze and sitting in his bed with a tray of food, Taehyung seemed normal until he locked eyes with his father's repentant gaze. "P- Papa?" Taehyung questioned as if he wasn't sure, his eyes shifting towards the sorrowful raven-haired beauty next to his father. "Fiancé, come here," Taehyung encouraged, patting the bed beside him.

Jungkook would have been happy. If Taehyung had only called him Jungkook instead of fiancé. Jungkook trudged over towards the bed and sat on the edge of it, barely turning to look at Taehyung as his shoulders slumped. Taehyung remained quiet as he tried to think of what to say to cheer this man up. He seemed so down and for some reason, this was really bothering Taehyung. Bothering him to a point that he'd randomly start crying because it hurt him so much to see this man so upset.

"Fiancé--"

"Jungkook. It's Jungkook. You know this, Tae. It's somewhere locked in there, but you know this," Jungkook sobbed out, covering his face with his hands. This broke Taehyung as tears slid hopelessly from his own eyes, his heart breaking for the man beside him. His hand hesitantly reached out to tenderly pat Jungkook's back, rubbing soothing circles to try and calm him. Everything about Jungkook screamed at Taehyung, except for the fact that he couldn't even remember Jungkook. "I'm sorry, Jungkook. I'll remember that," Taehyung assured as Jungkook only sobbed harder.

Taehyung bit his lip as he tried hard to remember who Jungkook was to him. Although, after some time, that gave him such a headache that he laid his aching head on Jungkook's shoulder. His heart ached and he couldn't fix it because it was tied to Jungkook's emotional state. While his mind was unaware of who Jungkook was to him, his heart never forgot and could never forget. Taehyung lifted his sore head off of Jungkook's shoulder and tapped his shoulder gently.

Taehyung attracted Jungkook's attention, even with his heart broken and his eyes swollen from crying so hard. Once Taehyung knew he had Jungkook's full attention, he kissed him tenderly. Not because he suddenly remembered who Jungkook was, but because he wanted to remember who he was through actions a couple would do together and mend his broken heart. Taehyung cupped Jungkook's sharp jawline, remembering how it felt in his hands for the first time as he leaned back slightly. Although Jungkook kept him upright because the doctor told them that Taehyung laying down with a concussion could cause more brain swelling and damage or worst of all, cause his death.

Taehyung pulled away from the kiss to meet Jungkook's sorrowful and puffy eyes. "I'll try to remember you as fast as possible, Jungkook. So please stop crying," Taehyung whispered, kissing Jungkook again. It felt right. His heart felt like it was swelling for this stranger with every kiss and it was starting to feel sinful in a way too. The more he kissed Jungkook and the longer the duration, the more Taehyung enjoyed it more than he should have.