Fracture S3 [Taekook]

• Emotional Distortion •

"You son of a bitch! I hope you burn in the darkest pits of hell! Where not even the demons can hear your miserable soul cry!" Jin shouts at Jungkook while holding a crying Taehyung in his arms, the brunette distraught over having to kill someone.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, Jin's threats meaning nothing to him. "Oh please, it was just one kill, and I had to help him since he froze."

"Oh, like that's any fucking better!" Jin sneers. Taehyung cries even harder, wetting Jin's shoulders with his tears. "Look what you did to him! You made him hysterical!"

Jungkook cracks a smile full of arrogance. "It's just a phase since he's not used to it. Give him time and he'll become numb to it all."

Jin shakes his head, his fury passing it's limits. "No more Jungkook, NO MORE! If you want to go off on a fucking killing spree, then be my fucking guest, but leave my brother out of this!"

"No can do hyung. Taehyung is with me to the bitter end." Jungkook yanks Taehyung off of Jin's lap, tossing him to ground.

"You sick fuck!" Jin lunges off the bed, reaching to grab Jungkook, but the psycho pulls out his knife and points it at Jin's throat.

"Go ahead hyung, make your move." Jungkook taunts, poking the tip of the blade at Jin's throat. "I'll slice your fucking throat open and make Taehyung bathe in your blood."

"You're disgusting."

"Glad you noticed."

"God, just fucking stop it!" Taehyung screams, willing himself to stand up and wrap his arms around Jungkook, pulling him away from Jin. "Jungkook, please just stop." he begs.

Jungkook sucks his teeth, agitated by Taehyung whining. "I never bitched this much when Hoseok hyung taught me."

"That's because Taehyung wasn't suffering from a trauma like you were. And Hoseok took advantage of that and turned you into...whatever the hell you are now." Jin snaps at him.

"I am but an artist, spreading his paintings all over this canvas we call Seoul. " Jungkook flutters his lashes, mocking a look of innocence.

"You're nothing but a fucking psychopath who needs to be put in his place." Jin sneers, hunching his broad shoulders to come off intimidating.

"Oh? And I suppose you're going to do that?" Jungkook tilts his head, keeping his knife pointed at Jin. "Don't tempt me hyung, or I might just accidentally drop my knife into your body like I did with my father."

"For fuck sakes, stop it!" Taehyung shoves Jungkook away from Jin, getting in-between the two. "I can't take this anymore! Just stop it! STOP IT!" Taehyung's fist pound against Jungkook's chest, his hysteria getting the best of him.

"Come here Taehyung." Jin reaches for his brother, but Jungkook grabs Taehyung and drags him to the door. Jin follows them, screaming at Jungkook to let his brother go, but his ankle is chained to the bed, giving him a limited space of mobility.

Jungkook shuts the door before Jin can have another say in the matter and drags Taehyung up the stairs, the brunette continuously falling deeper and deeper into his fit of hysteria. He couldn't stop crying or punching Jungkook's chest, cursing the younger for making him kill an innocent person.

"Pull yourself together." Jungkook grips at Taehyung's arm, digging his nails deep into the skin. Yet that doesn't work at all, if anything it made things worse, and Taehyung begins to hyperventilate, his breathing labored and short.

Jungkook scoffs loudly and takes Taehyung to the bedroom, where he sits Taehyung down on the bed then leaves to room.

It was rare when it happens, but when Taehyung goes through his fits of hysteria, the world around him goes dark, with intrusive thoughts invading him headspace. In this case, those thoughts become whispers, small voices calling him a murderer.