dedicated for H03CH4N-

"yuta, we can help you about it." the japanese heard taeyong shouting from outside, the door locked tightly so that no one can come in. the japanese wrapped his arms around his legs as he curled up against his blanket.

when taeyong heard nothing from yuta, he sighed, the members from the living room knowing what that meant. "still the same?" johnny asked and taeyong nodded. taeil looked down which jungwoo's attention so the uwu gently scooted over and rubbed his back gently. taeyong went to sit next to jaehyun, who pulled him into a hug. taeyong sighed and hugged back.

yuta has been the victim of bullying for more than ten years now and it just got worse, worse to the fact that he got stabbed once in the ribs which had him stay in the hospital for more than a week which made some of his boyfriends really angry but yuta quickly calm them down and told them not to do anything until the teachers say something but the problem was, the teachers didn't do anything at all. probably because the bully's father paid them to shut their mouth.

"yong, shouldn't we tell the principal already?" i mean, he's the only one that dickhead's father hasn't paid money to." donghyuck said, his voice laced with worry but also anger. "and let yuta be mad at us forever, yeah sure. that's the last thing we would want, hyuckie." mark said, this time his voice was laced with only worry. johnny waited for taeyong to answer when he realized taeyong had his face buried into his hands.

"i feel like it's all my fault.." taeyong's voice was muffled due to his face being in his palm. "i was the first one to know about this and i could have told a teacher this.." jaehyun frowned and hugged taeyong, his hand going up to the older's hair to stroke the fluffly locks.'

before anyone could say anything, doyoung came in while kicking the door. "the principal found out and he wants to meet us." he whispered slightly so that yuta couldn't hear despite his dramatic entrance. the rest of the members looked at each other before getting ready. taeyong, who was all dressed up already knocked at yuta's door quietly.

"yuta, we're going to go somewhere, if you need anything please do call us." taeyong said, hoping for a response but guess his luck was out, yuta didn't answer like usual. taeyong sighed. "i love you." he said quietly before leaving with the rest, who tied all their luck to cheer the older up.

meanwhile yuta heard all of it and sobbed quietly. he made the rest go through all of this and yet they still want to stay by his side. yuta sniffled before his gaze was caught by a shiny blade.

fuck.

"we've received a call from.." the principal went on with his speech which made the rest tired until taeyong got a call. taeyong send an apologetic look to them principal and the rest of his boyfriends before going to pick up the call outside the room.

"t-taeyong?" when he realized it was yuta, he couldn't hold his excitement.

"yuta! oh my god, are you alright? do you need anything-"

"y-yong, i-'m fine.." taeyong arched his eyebrow when he heard a cough from the other side before widening his eyes when he heard a blade clatter against the floor.

"yuta, please don't tell me you.." when there was nothing in response, he quickly hung up the phone call and ran to the principal room, getting the attention of everyone in the room. "yuta, he hurt h-himselfself again.." all the boys stood up and ran to the dorms, the principal stood there confused before realizing and quickly called the ambulance.

"no no no, please be awake.." doyoung muttered as he quickly unlocked the door and kicked opened the door before gasping when he saw a life less body on the floor.

"no no no.. yuta!" taeyong quickly ran to the japanese's side, tryin to wake him up but it was too late. yuta's eyes were closed while there were tear stains on his cheeks, pills scattered the floor as blood coated every single pill, the blade on the floor shining with red crimson blood. taeyong looked around and sobbed before looking yuta, who slept peacefully for now on, the scars on his arms deep red.

the loss would damage the boys a lot. one by one, they all left and went to the other side, to be with each other. they'll be happy there, with all of them happy.

safe and sound.