Warning! This chapter is rated mature and deals with heavy topics! Mentions of assault, blood and fool language. Please skip this chapter if you feel uncomfortable! Stay safe

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Taehyung didn't suspect anything bad as he approached the men's bathroom, taking a little detour from the book club as he wanted to finish his business before arriving at the reading discussion.

Unfortunately, he almost collided with four students. As he excused himself, they only stared at him. Made uncomfortable, Taehyung pressed Stoker's Dracula close to his chest. Their eyes were pinned to his body and Taehyung suppressed a shudder. The way they were staring at him reminded him of all the way Joshua had been staring at him.

Taehyung needed to get away. God, why did he listen to his bladder?

The blonde tried moving out of the way and walk around the group of four but they followed him, blocking the way. A tall, burly guy took a step forward, eyes wandering appreciatively over Taehyung slender form, looking at the pretty blonde like he was a piece of meat.

Alarm bells shrilled in Taehyung's head, as he was prevented from leaving, one of the guys grabbing his arm. The blonde looked around, debating whether he should scream or not. Yet fear tightened its hold on his heart, making him freeze terrified. A flashback inched closer, the memories of unwanted hands back in his mind.

"Hey, you're Taehyung, right?" The leader was the first one to talk, moving even closer to the terrified boy now in their middle. The blonde shook his head with wide, scared eyes.

He then recognized the one in front of him as Joo Beomseok, a former football player as he remembered Jungkook complaining about him once and being kicked out of the team. Taehyung feared for the worst.

"No? But Kim Taehyung is said to be the prettiest boy with the prettiest golden hair. You fit that profile, Cutie," Beomseok said and lifted his hand to stroke Taehyung's cheek. At that, the blonde unfroze, his survival instinct kicking in and he acted impulsively, stumbling to the side in an attempt to pass the group.

An arm curled around his waist, bringing him back. Taehyung protested loudly, "s-stop! Leave me alone!" He finally found his voice to scream but he was cut off by another hand pressing over his mouth, the guys laughing evilly. All of them were aware of what was going to happen now.

"But you're so pretty, I wonder how pretty you'll look with my cock buried down your throat." Beomseok grinned as these crude words left his lips and he crowded Taehyung against the lockers.

Joo Beomseok was a nasty individual, too violent to play in the school football team and too butthurt to admit defeat. He also hated Jeon Jungkook with a burning passion and always wanted what he couldn't have. Hence, when Hwang Gina approached him and told him about the most beautiful boy of the school, Taehyung, being in a relationship with Jungkook, he craved something new.

And that was defiling the football jerk's boyfriend. Maybe after having a taste, he could keep Taehyung. He truly was a pretty boy, just like the rumors said. Some rumors were nasty, saying he was a slut sleeping with the entire football team hence they were so fond of him but with a face and body like that, Beomseok understood the temptation.

Plus, it was said that Taehyung was an absolute Sweetheart. Jeon didn't deserve him, didn't deserve the luck of calling this beautiful male his. Beomseok would gladly replace him. But first, he wanted to get a taste of Taehyung.

Beomseok pressed Taehyung against his body, feeling every inch of Taehyung's softness, exploring the curved form of his waist under his palms. Greed overtook him as he felt how tiny Taehyung was in contrast to him, so sweet trembling beneath him. Beomseok had always liked feeling powerful.

"Pretty thing and so pliant, so easy, just like Gina said." The words were purred against Taehyung's ear and a tongue came to toy with its shell, making Taehyung squirm away. Panicked, he chomped down onto the hand pressed over his mouth as he felt Beomseok's lips trailing down his jaw, to his neck, his hand ripping Taehyung's sweater to free more of golden honey skin.

"N-no!" Taehyung pressed out, shoving against Beomseok's face who now tried kissing him but to no avail. Taehyung was close to a full-blown panic attack. He screamed for help once again but to no avail. The evil intentions on his tormentor's face were visible, the nasty laughter of his friends as disturbing as they were frightening. Hands started to tug on his sweater.

"C'mon, give me a kiss, pretty, I know you want it. Heard you let the whole football team hit when Jeon's not looking," Beomseok said with a nasty grin, pulling Taehyung even closer. In return, Taehyung attempted to wriggle free, smacking Beomseok's chest in the process. The blonde screamed for help but was shut up with a burning slap across the face.

He gasped lowly for air, feeling blood trickling out of his nose. His chin was roughly yanked into Beomseok's direction and the male mewled scared.

"P-please, no," he protested, his voice ending in a helpless whimper as he felt another unfamiliar hand curl into the back of his hair, forcing him back into the previous place. These guys were not going to stop no matter how much he begged. And they had evil things in mind. Their eyes were lustful and Taehyung feared he was about to be assaulted.

"Leave him alone!" A new voice, furious and loud, exclaimed before the owner of the voice followed. The sound of fast approaching footsteps filled Taehyung's ears and he used the distraction to break free from Beomseok, stumbling away. Blood soaked the hem of his sweater as he wiped over his nose, the collar ripped from the brutal grips.

Taehyung immediately recognized the newcomer.

"J-Jimin!"

Jimin slammed into Beomseok, taking a swing at his face which caused the burly guy to drop his interest on Taehyung whom he was already approaching again and turn his attention towards his attacker.

"Tae, run!" Jimin yelled at his best friend, throwing a punch at Beomseok, directed at his gut while Jimin had his arms wrapped around Beomseok's middle, the others jumping into action.

Taehyung scrambled to his feet, doing the only thing he could do after seeing Jimin intervening: he ran to get help, knowing he was in no state to help his best friend.

His feet carried a wheezing and crying Taehyung towards the canteen, hoping to find Jungkook and his friends there. Blood was still trickling down his nose, copper taste on his tongue and mind hazy.

On his way, he almost collided with Seokjin, Jungkook and Minghao right behind him.

"S-Seokjin! Kook!" He sobbed out their names relieved, coming to an abrupt halt of screeching sneakers and burning lungs. His heart felt like it wanted to leap out of his throat. It hasn't even been a day since their relationship became official and here he was once again, in distress and asking his now boyfriend and their friends for help. What a pathetic mess he must give.

"Tae? Sweetheart fuck, what's wrong–" By the sight of his bloodied boyfriend, Jungkook immediately jumped into action. Upon seeing Taehyung with disheveled clothes, blood coming out of his nose and teary eyes, sobbing hysterically through his pants, Jungkook pushed forward and grabbed Taehyung's arms concerned.

Taehyung took a forceful breath, coughing as his throat didn't cooperate and he took another wheezing inhale of air before he finally managed to speak.

"S-someone – J-Joo Beomseok – h-he touched me, b-but Jimin saved me, h-he pushed him away a-and told me to get help, you have to come with me! H-hurry!" Taehyung wheezed out in a single breath, gasping for air as he hectically pulled Jungkook towards the direction he came from. The panicked and worried questions about his state came to a halt by his reveal.

Jungkook blanched while Seokjin let out a curse. They immediately turned serious. Both their lovers were in danger right now, they had to act fast and rational. Jungkook got into his captain headspace, mixed with the worry for his bleeding boyfriend and turned towards Minghao who had gone chalk white.

"Fuck. Get Jaehyun and Yugyeom. We need back-up" He instructed Minghao who nodded and ran off.

"How many were there?" Jungkook asked as he and Seokjin followed a panting Taehyung who was on the urge of breaking down. But he pulled himself together as the danger was not yet put out. Jimin was still in danger and he was all alone while Taehyung had run to get help. Any second was precious now.

"F-four," Taehyung gasped, fastening his steps. He barely felt the worrying hand on his arm, Jungkook trying to check up on him while they ran back to Jimin.

"Baby, are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere? Fuck, your nose, it's–"

"I c-can't– please let's save Jimin first, okay?" Taehyung interrupted the worried questions; he was in no state to answer anything. His body was thrumming with adrenaline and his priority was on Jimin. He was worried sick Jimin was going to get hurt because of him. Taehyung couldn't think of himself right now, not in this state, not with this horrible worry invading his heart. He feared the moment he came down from this high and would be forced to deal with his overwhelming emotions.

"Agreed," Seokjin said through gritted teeth. His worry must be tenfold, that was the love of his life concerned! Oh, Seokjin was going to rip anyone apart who would dare to hurt his dearest or lay their hands on him.

When they arrived at the scene, they were met with a horrible sight: Jimin was on his back on the ground, Taehyung's main assaulter on top of him while the other surrounded them and hollered, cheered Beomseok on. Taehyung felt bile rise in his throat.

Seokjin didn't say anything, he charged forward. He grabbed the student's shoulder, making him turn around. Without another second to spare, Seokjin's fist collided with the boy's face. He fell to the ground with a pained screech, the other boys jumping away from the crashing body rolling around on the floor and holding his nose.

"Fucking bastard!" He yelled out and groaned in pain.

The three others jumped Seokjin while Taehyung ran towards Jimin and pulled his bloodied friend away from the awakening fight. Jungkook joined Seokjin shortly after, kicking Beomseok back to the ground. Still, they were four and Seokjin and Jungkook were alone, outnumbered as Jimin and Taehyung were in no state to join them.

Taehyung shielded Jimin with his own shaking body from the fight, trembling fingers caressing Jimin's face tenderly and checking his friend for more injuries than his busted lip and swollen eye. The blonde still felt Beomseok's hands on his skin, pulling nastily on his clothing but he suppressed the upcoming panic attack for the sake of his best friend.

"Jiminie, my god. Where does it hurt?" He asked gently towards a painfully groaning Jimin. "Everywhere," Jimin mewled in pain and sobbed, "it hurts fucking everywhere."

Yells came closer and then Yugyeom and Jaehyun crashed into the fight, colliding with the fighting bodies and immediately started throwing punches.

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I'm so sorry I did this to my babies but it's for the plot...

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