"Power to the women who are venom."
𓆙
A rivalry between a secret anti-government organization and its deviant counterpart; will seven boys and a girl lead justice to be served?
2034 has brought upon the presidency of Allison Diggory, a woman both l...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The first thing you do is swear violently under your breath.
"Fuck . ." you curse, until your voice raises. "Fuck!" You jab an accusing finger towards Taehyung. "You're a fucking liar, Taehyung! A fucking— A fucking —"
"A what?" An empty smile cradles his lips. "An enemy? A traitor? Just like everybody else?" Your heart plummets. You know he's talking about Seokjin specifically, but you can also sense the generality he's hinting towards. He seems to notice your pale revelation, smirking, but you know he's not truly amused. He can't be. But he's right. You don't trust anyone. You never have. Was it a mistake to trust Taehyung? To start to put some faith in even your brother, — who, with a uncalled-for grimace, isn't even actually your real brother anymore — Kim Seokjin?
You risk a glance to a Jungkook, who, by his tendency to always avoid your gaze when the truth comes out, must've known about this as well. You should've known. You shouldn't have let yourself feel these things. Not ever, because by the trembling of your lip, the disbelieving flustered state your anger leaves you in at this news, the hurt in your heart at knowing you've been lied to again, was never worth anything else.
You attack Jimin first, desperate for an underdog to take out your anger on, because heavens know you couldn't bear to believe Jungkook or Taehyung were yet again worthy of your mistrust. You remember what Jungkook was about to tell you before you departed. After all, how much more could they be hiding?
"I bet you fucking knew, weasel ass bitch," you spit. Heechul slightly cowers at your fury, a bystander in a hurricane of uprising emotions. Jimin clenches his fists. "All along. Is it even true? It can't fucking be."
"Would it be so bad, [Y/N]?" Jimin replies heatedly. He's bitter about your relationship with Seokjin. "You've basically disowned Jin as a brother anyway. I bet you're loving this."
Your mouth drops. "How could you?" Your voice trembles, glancing at the supposed faithful trio that had followed you in this room. They were supposed to protect you. To shield you. Where has all that gone? "Taehyung, I'm not even surprised, but Jungkook?" Your eyes bore holes into Taehyung's skull. You don't need to look at Jungkook to know he's probably just as upset as you are. "This is your fault, Taehyung. You made him swear to not be honest with me. That's why nobody's told me anything! That's why it's always been fucking you! You're a damn tyrant!"
Taehyung tilts his head, infuriatingly calm. "You're interesting."
"No shit. I'm gonna be damn interesting when I rip your fucking head off," you growl.
"No, it's because you're so attached to your new boyfriend —" Taehyung's lip curls. "— that you'd turn against everyone else just to defend him. Honestly, after all this time getting to know you, I thought your loyalty was weary and thin. But it seems," he glances to the side, "some people you will never stop defending, if you're close enough. When will you accept the truth?"
