(Jungkook's POV)

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, it's not a big deal."

"Your virginity is a big deal. And if this is about me, I can wait, nothing will change even if you say you're not ready."

"But I want to, I love you-"

"You're still a minor, plus your parents will be home in an hour or so."

I looked down at my fingers. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. While all of his points weren't exactly wrong, he seemed to not even want to be with me that way. It hurt a little bit and I felt tears stinging at my eyes.

"You d-don't want to have sex with me. Why, did I do s-something wrong or am I too-" my voice cracked slightly.

"Jungkook, baby, no." Taehyung cut me off immediately, cupping my face in his hands. I reluctantly opened my eyes, a tear slipping out against my will. His eyes softened as he wiped it away, "You didn't do anything wrong, and believe me I want desperately to make you mine in every way possible but...I want it to be special. When we don't have to rush because your parents might be home soon. When we don't have to hide our relationship because you're a minor. You deserve that much." Taehyung pressed his lips to my forehead as I sniffled. "You understand that right?"

I nodded making him smile softly, "I love you, you know that?" I nodded again, wiping my face with my sleeve.

"I love you too." I replied, looking at his hands. "Can we cuddle instead?"

(Jungkook's homophobic asshole stepdad/ Taehyung's father who disowned him POV)

I slammed the door behind me, grumbling to myself as I made my way to the living room. I turned off the TV, an empty pizza box sitting on the table. Damn kid, can't even clean up behind himself.

The kid got on my last nerve. He had no respect and didn't know his place. He's probably asleep, I should go and tell him to clean up downstairs. Just to see him upset for waking him.

I stumbled my way to the room, slightly drunk.

(Jungkook's POV)

"What the fuck?!"

I rolled over and hit something hard as I grumbled. Who was making so much noise?

"Jungkook, wake up!" Somebody shook me as I reluctantly opened my eyes. I wanted to close them as soon as the bright light hit them. But it processed in my mind that the voice belonged to Taehyung, and that he sounded panicked.

I sat up quickly, the scene slowly focusing. Taehyung was by my side, also sitting up in the bed, more alert than I was. My step-dad standing in the doorway. He looked confused but mostly angry...infuriated, there was a vein popping from his neck.

"Get up, hurry." Taehyung rushed in a whispered voice, quickly getting off the bed, grabbing my arm. I stumbled to get up with him, my eyes wide with fear.

"So you're a fag too huh?" He yelled, making me jump. We stood by the bed while he moved a step forward. Standing right by my shelf, that happened to hold various glass and sharp things.

"I just fell asleep here, he's not like me, alright?" Taehyung tried to calm him but it so obviously failed. He had seen us, we must've fell asleep cuddling.

"Don't fucking lie to me faggot!" He screamed, knocking off several things on my shelf with his fist. Taehyung stepped in front of me, keeping his arm on mine. "You're disgusting, does your mom know?!" His eyes laid on me.

I saw Taehyung glance around, eventually looking back at him.

"Get out of my house!" He yelled again, tears brimming in my eyes. "Now!"

Taehyung took my hand, quickly leading the way to the door, his eyes never leaving his fathers. When we got to the door he glared at me, barely giving enough space to pass by.

When I brushed past his shoulder he shoved me, I fell to the ground,

And that's when it all went to chaos