In Love With The Teacher?? | VKook

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It was raining, he can't return home and he isn't sure if he can find a so called "Drug" house at this time. And with the cops apparently snooping around, staying in a random park wont be possible. So he stands up and decide to take his chance at finding a "Drug" house.

He wanders a rural area, the street lights flicker and send shivers down his spine. Considering the last time he was here, he was almost kidnapped so he has the right to be afraid. He turns the corner and the familiar smell of drugs fill his nose. He finds the house and walks to the back of the house, the lights are on and music is still blasting. And since it is probably almost 1 in the morning, most of the people inside will be asleep/falling asleep. So he takes his chances and sneaks in through the door that was already open.

Tae POV

I go inside and see at least 3 people still partying, swaying their hips to the music as they dirty dance spilling beer on the floor. No one looks at me and if they notice me, they didn't seem to care. I make my way to the kitchen and dig through their cabinets. Trying to find food that hopefully isn't contaminated by some weird drug. I find Fruit Loops and go to get milk, but after I noticed the milk was a weird gray color, I decided to eat it dry.

After my early morning snack, I hid my bookbag in a lower cabinet behind cleaning products and I looked for a place to sleep. I eventually found comfort on a small couch, already occupied by some drunk lady in a skanky outfit. Hopefully she wouldn't mind sharing. I laid down by her feet, fitting my small body in the cracks of where she didn't occupy.

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"Hey! Anyone leave their kid here?" A yell woke me up, it was a man. Probably in his late mid 30's, blond hair and a scruffy beard. I sat up and he sat next to me, he wasn't drunk and was probably the owner of this house or the party. "Did your parents bring you here?" He asked rubbing his forehead with stress.

Not knowing how to answer I nodded, he stood up and asked my name. I didn't reply and figured that I could probably get away by acting like a 10 year old the age I kind of looked. He stood up and walk away to the stairs, yelling for anyone left in the house to get up. While he was doing that I grabbed my bag from the cabinet and tried to leave. But a group of people came down the stairs and the blonde dude grabbed my arm.

"Any of you own this kid?" He asked and they all shook their heads and grabbed their belongings. He sat me on the couch and let them leave, meanwhile I was mentally dying and killing myself over the fact that I didn't wake up early enough to leave without problems. "So do you talk or?" I shook my head, talking would probably make the situation worse and he would try to make me answer questions, I don't have the answers for. "Well I cant call the police... Do you know you parents number?" I shook my head once again. He sighed loudly.

He walked over to a small desk and grabbed a pen and paper. Then he made his way over to me. I gulped as he handed me the paper. "Write your information, no just anything you know about yourself or your parents please" He said sighing was again. I took the pen and debated on what to write, in all honestly I just wanted to leave but seeming how this guy was kind of responsible he wouldn't just let a kid leave by himself.

When he walked away, I waited 2 minutes before walking over to him, where he was cleaning. "Are you done?" He smiled but I shook my head, handing him a paper saying only Tae and the house number of Jungkook's House. Not the full address, I didn't even know that. He took the paper and sighed, he grabbed my hand and lead back into the living room. Where he started asking me yes or no questions. To tell you the least, its frustrating when you cant talk.

"Is 69 an apartment number?" I shook my head. "District?" I shook once again. "House number?" I nodded. "Finally okay, Tae's your name" I cringed when he said it wrong. Like how the heck do you pronounce 'Tae' wrong? But I nodded. "Hold on" He stood up and grabbed his phone off a table. "Is your house White? Brown?" I nodded. "Which one?"

Both you idiot is what I wanted to yell. Was getting him to bring me to Jungkook's house even worth it? Or should just go use the bathroom and disappear out the window? I'm frustrated! He started show me different houses in the area by using Google Maps on his phone. The only somewhat smart thing he has done so far. After about different house, I pointed to a familiar ne.

"You live there?!? D_mn you parents are loaded, why they h_ll would they come here for drugs, yet alone bring their child?!" He exclaimed. "Okay get your stuff" I looked at him with my hands on my bag annoyed. He was surely dumb. He grabbed my hand and led me out to his car.

So the question was, 'Is this guy going to like actually drop me off or like kidnap me?' I mean I trusted Jungkook even though I was sure that he was going to rape me and probably will eventually. Who can deny my god worthy looks? Either way he started the car after carefully buckling me in like a child.

I looked out the window and watched as we passed familiar things, then it hit me. It was a school day, Jungkook wouldn't even be home! When we arrive who will answer the door? Namjoon?!? He's a dog!

I've been proven wrong, indeed it was Namjoon who answered the door. When then guy named Richard (Which I learned after a long story on the way here) knocked on the door, nobody answered the door. So we waited and he continued talking to me about his first fishing trip with his dad. When he knocked the second time, the door opened and I was greeted by Namjoon who growled at Richard harshly.

I welcomed Namjoon into my arms and practically laid on the floor while he tackled me with kisses. Eventually after I somehow managed to get Richard to leave, I stripped from most of my clothes and only left my Sweater and undies on. I have decency.

I laid on the couch and turned a movie on and cuddled with Namjoon. Okay, so it isn't my house and I shouldn't technically be here but..... Jungkook doesn't have to know that. I'll just clean up and leave before school ends, simple! That's what I thought, but when the front door opened at only 2 pm, I knew I f_cked up.

"Taehyung?" He called my name, as I hid behind the couch cursing mentally when I realized my clothes and shoes were still by the door. Who ratted me out?!? Was it the dog?!? Nah, he probably has cameras or something. Honestly he probably just came home early, probably not expecting me to be here. "I know your behind the couch" I stood up embarrassed and walked over to him, he turned on the light and had a shook face when he saw me. "Your face, does it hurt?" He asked nicely, scaring me more than my Aunt. Why wasn't he mad?

He grabbed my hand and led me to his kitchen. Lifting me effortlessly on to the counter. He grabbed a box from the cabinet as Namjoon silently watched from the other room. Opening the box and grabbing band-aids and cream, he carefully put it on the cut next to one my bruises. "Sorry, I'm here without permission" I mumbled.

"Why weren't you in school?"

"What?"

"Why weren't you in school?" I heard just fine the first time, it just shocked me when that was the only thing he asked. He could of asked, 'How did you get the bruise?' or 'Was it your Aunt?' or even yelled at me. I honestly wanted him to ask me those questions, so that I didn't have hold all my feelings inside. But he was just and teacher, practically a stranger. What could he do?

A hand touched my face, waking me from my thoughts, Jungkook was wiping tears off my face. Tears, I was crying.

"Don't cry, it hurts me to see you sad" He looked at me with a sad look and I started crying even harder. Was it because I finally thought someone loved me? Whether or not it was genuine, it didn't matter. I just need a shoulder to cry on.

I reached for him like a child and he hugged me. Tears ran down my cheeks, and I hugged him tightly. Soaking in the warmth that he was giving. His smell making me, somehow calm. So much that I didnt even realize he had carried me to his room.

He had stripped from his clothes, leaving only his underwear and put my head on his chest. This is probably too far to be student-teacher comfort but it doesnt matter. It feels so good. Just to lay next to him, he was soothing. He hugged me tight and covered us in warm blankets. It might of only been noon, but the desire to sleep was hard to control when I felt so safe and protected. I absolutely love it and I believe I might love Jungkook too.

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Sorry about the lack of VKook in this chapter. This chapter was mostly just so readers could see how Tae learned how to survive on his own and how its hard for him to accept someone else's help. Our poor little baby (>.<)