Without you ~TaeJin ~

Chapter 1- Begin

Taehyung didn't like that sound. Worse, he hated it. He could stand a lot of things. But hearing his little brother cry was unbearable for him. Jungkook didn't usually cry. He wasn't like that. He wasn't the happiest boy in the world, but he never cried.

"Hyung, I'm scared."

That too Taehyung hated him. He knew Jungkook was scared. He trembled in his arms and it wasn't because it was cold in the room. He was scared too but he couldn't tell him. He didn't want to be weak. He wanted to be strong, for his brother.

Taehyung didn't know what to say so he hugged his brother as hard as he could. He wanted to be his shield. He didn't want anything to get to him but in the situation they were both in, it was impossible. They could only take their pain patiently and bear it.

"He's going to end up killing us" said Jungkook in the hollow of his neck.

Taehyung tightened his arms around Jungkook. He didn't want to say it, but he thought like he did. Their father was usually an abusive man, but when he was drunk, he was out of control. Luckily, before he came home Taehyung had the reflex to lock himself in his room with Jungkook.

"I won't let that happen, I promise you. Close your eyes and try to sleep. You have class tomorrow."

Their dad had already broken down the door before but Taehyung was careful this time to block it out with his huge solid wood chest of drawers. It could protect them, if only for tonight. Taehyung stroked Jungkook's hair as he always did. He knew that it soothed his little brother. He used to do it a lot when he was younger. He hoped it would work now too.

It was a very short night for Taehyung. Sleeping in the same house with a guy who goes crazy every time he gets drunk is a miracle. He always had an ear for what was going on, to see if their father was still alive.When he went into the living room that morning, he didn't know how he was going to find him. He knew that when his father drank he could express his violence in different ways. Taehyung wasn't surprised to find the living room in a mess. The TV screen was broken, there were shards of glass all over the floor, and vomit on the floor. He took a quick glance at the couch and unsurprisingly discovered his half-dead father. That simple sight disgusted Taehyung.

"He's still bathing in his own vomit." Jungkook informed him when he entered the kitchen.

His little brother was eating yesterday's leftovers before going to class.

"He pissed his pants, too." Jungkook added.

Taehyung sighed as he turned on the coffee pot.

"Damn ! I'll have to clean it all up, as if that's all I have to do. ".

"Hyung, I can stay and help you clean up. I don't have to go to class."

Taehyung served Jungkook the coffee he just made before answering him.

"No. You go to class, I'll take care of him. You have exams soon, right? ".

Jungkook gulped down his coffee.

"Next week. "

Taehyung asked him to focus on it rather than their family problem. He wanted his brother to finish school quickly so he could get out of that house of horrors as soon as possible. One of them had to succeed, and it was worth it to be his brother instead of him. Jungkook was getting ready to go out when Taehyung received a message from his boss.

"I'm not going to be home early tonight, my boss asked me to take inventory, and it's going to take a while. See if you can't go out with Jiminie or Hoseokie-hyung.".

There was no way Jungkook was home alone with their father. Taehyung was doing everything to prevent that from happening. He didn't want what happened to him to happen to his brother, too. He couldn't bear it. After his younger brother left, Taehyung tidied up the apartment as best he could. He cleaned up the splinters on the floor and cleaned up his father's vomit. He was so used to doing it that it didn't disgust him anymore. After making the living room a little more liveable he took care of the half-dead man on the couch. He took off his dirty clothes and laid him down on his bed. This had become an almost daily task for Taehyung. After preparing his father's lunch, he went to his workplace.