His Darkest Desire ||Taekook||

chapter twelve (1/2)

Mina flops down on the couch and let's out an exasperated sigh. Today was exhausting and she wants nothing more than to take a warm shower and huddle to bed, but thoughts of Taehyung invade her mind and she can't help but feel a slight pain in her chest. Her life has gone downhill ever since Taehyung went missing and not a day where she couldn't stop worrying about him.

She sighs deeply and tilts her head back to look at the ceiling above. The only thing good about today was that Yoongi had woken up from his blackout and had to take painkillers to reduce his headaches.

While Hoseok tried to contact a doctor for Yoongi, she went ahead to look at the mess that Hoseok's enemy caused. The thought makes her blood boil and she sits up looking at the seat in front of her.

A vivid memory of the place where both her and Taehyung would fight over the remote flashes in front of her eyes seeing him giggle as he holds the remote above his head and she screams jumping on tippy toes even though she can’t reach it. She smiles at the memory but looking at the seat now it's left vacant.

Just how was she going to see him again? What if he's already dead. No she thinks, shaking her head to remove those thoughts. Just then she hears noises coming from the hallway and sees her parents walking in to find her slumped against the couch with her arm draped over her head as she gazes into the empty seat longingly.

"Mina you're home." Her mother's voice is sweet like honey and just as soft as Mina snaps out of her reverie and looks up to meet her gaze and blankly nods feeling lazy to acknowledge her parents. Her eyes sting, tears ready to spill from the corner of her eye, but she gulps and fixates her irises on her parents who stood at the door.

"Yeah, just went to check on Yoongi and Hoseok." her mother nods. Mina finally takes a good glance of their figures and looks confused seeing them in their work attire when the sun has already gone down and the moonlight is reflecting through the curtains.

"Where are you going?" she straightens herself and curiously waits for her parents' reply. It's unlike them to go out at night since they're always busy and rarely ever goes out so what has them so suited up?

"We have some important business to take care of, but we'll be back tomorrow morning." Mina nods her head once again, still perplexed with her parents behavior, but nonetheless excuses the topic and closes her eyes for a brief moment.

Mina’s father has been very quiet lately and had not once said a thing about Taehyung regarding what happened. She wonders if he's starting to regret, but that could be a lie. Her parents wouldn't give a crap about anything yet she's the one who's worried the most about Taehyung.

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Taehyung’s grip on the maid's wrist tightens as she runs behind him trying to catch up with his pace. Taehyung is breathless, continuing to run as he pants for air. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours but he runs in the darkness of the empty streets, the glow of street lights illuminating through the trees casting their shadows as they continued to run. Eyes glassy with tears, he looks both ways to see where he is and finally stops, chest heaving up and down as he places his palms on his knees.

Taehyung doesn’t know where he's going. Where was he supposed to go? Last he remembered, he was sold off to Jungkook. If he ran away to Hoseok's house again it would be a bad idea. There was only one place that he surely hoped would keep him safe in the meantime.

Taehyung still can't believe it. Can't believe that he finally killed Mr Jeon. He swallows harshly and turns around to look at the maid who is having an emotional breakdown. Taehyung doesn’t know what to do, but stand there like an idiot as she wipes her tears and grabs a hold of his hand.