Trigger warning⚠️: Please proceed with caution

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"W-What?" Taehyung stuttered as he felt his body begin to shake in fear.

"You smell good sweetheart." The male spoke as he sniffed around Taehyung's jaw, making him shiver in disgust.

"P-Please stop-" Taehyung panicked the second he felt the hand on his thigh travel up higher.

"Be quiet. God only likes good boys, now stop fighting it and take what I'm about to give you." The pastor spoke harshly as he roughly grabbed Taehyung, making the boy whimper loudly.

Taehyung's whole world felt like it was crumbling as he sat there frozen in fear when the pastor's grubby hands began to wander under his shirt.

He could hear his loud breathing as he found himself unable to speak no matter how hard he tried.

It was like his brain wasn't cooperating with him, he was screaming at himself to just scream but his mouth wouldn't move.

He could feel a panic attack just around the corner when he felt hands over his stomach and on his chest.

His hands were uselessly at his side as he sat there and cried.

Tears streamed down his face as the reality of what was about to happen set in.

He could feel the man's disgusting lips on his chest, practically inhaling his scent like a desperate pig.

Taehyung looked up to see the alter right in front of him as the male abused him, tears blurring his vision.

He could see the statue of Jesus Christ staring back at him.

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Jungkook whistled lightly as he made his way down the road to the church, small smile on his lips.

He couldn't wait to see Taehyung and kiss him and hold him.

He ran a hand through his hair as he licked his lips, walking faster.

His hands were in his pockets as he made his way to the door, pausing momentarily to clear his throat and fix his hair.

It was dumb and stupid but he couldn't help but want Taehyung to see the best of him.

In the end he finally exhaled dramatically before opening the door to the church.

He slowly made his way around the entrance and turned the corner to the rows of benches.

He could hear distant voices and murmurs but other than that, silence.

He furrowed his brows as he wondered if Taehyung was here with someone or if he was speaking to himself.

Once he finally got a good look, he stopped walking.

Because near the front of the alter was his Taehyung, his precious, innocent boyfriend with an older man practically on top of him.

Jungkook saw red the second his eyes zeroed in on Taehyung's tears and the man's hands fumbling with Taehyung's zipper.

Jungkook felt vomit threatening to come up when he saw the man's lips on Taehyung's throat and his pastor uniform on.

Jungkook's footsteps were loud as he made his way down the aisle but neither Taehyung nor the pastor seemed to hear him.

The pastor had already managed to unzip Taehyung's pants, hands about to pull them down when Jungkook quickly grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back harshly and delivering an angry punch to his jaw.

It was loud and it echoed throughout the room as the pastor fell to the floor, knocked out with a single hit.

Jungkook was about to continue when he realized that Taehyung was still there, behind him.

He immediately turned around, eyes landing on Taehyung who was visibly shaking, eyes darting around the room in panic.

"Taehyung-" Jungkook began as he leaned down to touch him before he was cut off.

"D-Don't touch me!" Taehyung screamed, his sob echoing throughout the church as he looked at Jungkook with his eyes glossed over.

Jungkook's heart broke the second he heard his voice, feeling tears of his own beginning to well up in his eyes.

He could see how Taehyung's chest rose and fell quickly and his pants were still unbuttoned making Jungkook sick to his stomach knowing exactly what would have happened if he wasn't there.

"Taehyung- baby look at me." Jungkook spoke quickly, gently grabbing Taehyung's cheeks in his hands.

He could feel Taehyung flinch harshly against him but the second he looked at Jungkook in the eyes, his body physically relaxed.

Taehyung hiccupped loudly as he realized it was Jungkook, his Jungkook.

"J-Jungkook!" He cried, clinging onto him like his life depended on it.

Jungkook immediately took him into his arms, gently whispering to him that he was safe now.

Taehyung kept his face buried into Jungkook's chest as Jungkook slowly reached down to zip up his pants.

The pastor was still passed out by the alter, Jungkook contemplating whether he should just take his anger out on him.

But what would be the point if the man can't feel his pain.

So Jungkook managed to guide both of them out of the church and to his house.

Upon entering the house, Jungkook was greeted by his mother who smiled initially but soon realized that something was wrong.

Taehyung was still crying and shaking as Jungkook held him.

Jungkook's mother didn't ask any questions as they sat in their living room, patiently waiting for Taehyung to calm down.

She made him a warm cup of tea, gently handing it to Jungkook who slowly fed it to him.

Jungkook was trying his hardest to comfort him although he knew that perhaps touching him was a bit inappropriate considering the situation.

He was angry and livid but also sad and hurt because his Taehyung was hurt.

"I feel dirty." Taehyung whispered lowly against Jungkook's chest, making the male freeze immediately.

"I-I can feel him on me." Taehyung's bottom lip quivered as he spoke, feeling himself beginning to hyperventilate.

"You're safe now, I'm right here to protect you." Jungkook spoke, voice gentle when he was actually seething.

"I-I can't stop-" Taehyung cried as he held onto Jungkook.

"How about a nice hot shower? How does that sound?" Jungkook's mother intervened as she spoke softly to him.

Taehyung paused for a second before he nodded, feeling Jungkook begin to carry him away.

When he finally looked up he realized they were in the bathroom and he was sitting on the toilet seat.

When Jungkook made a move to let go of him Taehyung let out a strangled sound, holding onto him tighter.

"Don't leave!" He cried.

"I'm just going to get you some clothes-"

"Please don't leave!"

Jungkook's eyes softened as he sighed, calling out to his mother.

In the end she brought him some of Jungkook's old clothes that no longer fit his arms and thighs, gently setting them down in a pile.

"I'll wait for you outside, okay?" Jungkook spoke hesitantly.

Taehyung initially didn't say anything before he finally managed a small nod.

Jungkook pressed a warm kiss to his forehead before leaving the bathroom.

He stood on the other side of the door, waiting until he heard the sound of the water being turned on to break down.

He exhaled loudly as he slid down against the door, head between his legs.

He could feel the stinging sensation in his eyes as he grabbed at his hair.

"Jungkook what is going on?" His mother asked gently as she stood in front of him, slowly squatting down.

After Jungkook finally explained the situation, his mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged her son tightly.

She didn't even get upset with him when he mentioned how he hit the pastor, instead told him how proud she was of him.

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Taehyung was scrubbing his skin until it felt raw and it hurt to the point of tears.

He cried as he scrunched up his face in disgust, scrubbing all around his chest.

The water was scorching hot and steam fogged up the room but he felt no better than before, the images never once leaving his mind.

"God only likes good boys, now stop fighting it and take what I'm about to give you."

Taehyung felt an angry growl leaving his lips as he kept hearing the same words over and over again in his head.

He was grateful that the disgusting man hadn't tried to kiss him, knowing that he would never be able to wash away the taste of vomit in his mouth.

He took much longer than necessary to get out of the shower and dress himself up, looking at himself in the mirror blankly.

He could see how red and swollen his eyes were, making him sniffle loudly.

He looked down at the t-shirt and sweatpants that he was wearing, the familiar smell of the male just on the opposite side of the door made him feel so much better.

He slowly opened the door to see Jungkook quickly get up from the floor, eyes alert.

"Do you want to stay here tonight?" Jungkook asked him, although he had no plans to let taehyung leave his sight.

Taehyung nodded his head as he sniffled, standing stiffly as he stared at the floor.

Jungkook had already spoken to his mother about sleeping arrangements and she quickly agreed to let them sleep together, knowing that Taehyung needed someone with him.

So Jungkook led them both to his room, calmly waiting for Taehyung to get situated first before getting into bed himself.

Taehyung immediately tucked himself under Jungkook's chin, soft breath tickling him.

Jungkook's arms locked themselves around the smaller boy, gently cradling his head.

"I love you." Jungkook spoke, voice thick with emotion.

He knew Taehyung wasn't asleep when he said it but the boy didn't respond with the same words, instead fumbled around until he found Jungkook's hand and laced their fingers together.