I cried. The whole night. Okay I dont know actually, but it felt like the whole night. I was really exhausted and forgot about the time.
I woke up because of a loud knocking on my door. I stood up and was ready to fight the person, who woke me up so early. I ran to the door and the knocking became louder and louder. I opened it. „What!", I yelled. But became immediately silent, after I saw who stood there in front of me. „Raen-i.", he whispered and took a step in my direction. I felt a sting on my neck and immediately put my hand on the bite mark. I saw him coming closer, but I took a step back again. „No.", I said. He looked hurt, but I didn't care. I can't forget how I was so worried because of him and he was just clinging on that weird woman. I don't know how to describe the feeling I have since that moment, but it would come very close to the feeling of betrayal. I can't believe this was the same person who tried to fight Taehyung for me or who was so jealous of Jin, because of me. „Please, I am sorry for running away.", he said, his voice sounded so broken, but it was nothing compared to the pain, my heart was going through. „I dont care about that.", I said and tried to stay calm. „Then please forgive me, I will never ever run away. Promise."
He doesn't get it. „It's not about running away, you and this woman. I don't know what was going on with you two, but you can go back to her. You liked clinging on her so much, go, I bet she can't wait to see you again.", I said and wanted to close the door, but he didn't let me. „She was my owner, before I met you.", he said. I wanted to say something, but what just happened, was too fast to process.
Taehyung came suddenly from nowhere and punched Jungkook into his face. He fell on the ground and hold his cheek, but Taehyung didn't stop. He went on top of him and punched him again and again and again. I was just standing still, not moving an inch, until I realized what was going on.
„Stop!", I screamed and pulled on Taehyung. But he pushed me away and continued punching Jungkook. „Taehyung it's enough, you are going to kill him!", I said crying. Every punch that hit Jungkook, felt like it hit me as well. Is that this mate bond? Or am I just in love.. no. I am not. It's just the bond, nothing else. I like Jungkook a lot and we are mates since he bit me, but I am not in love. I am not. No.
Meanwhile Jungkooks face was covered in blood, just because prince Taehyung can't control his fucking emotions. What the fuck does he want? He broke up with me, I loved him. I wanted him. He broke our bond. Why is he acting like it was the other way around?
I had enough. I took Taehyungs face into my palms and pulled him right into my direction. He was trying to move his face away, to concentrate on punching Jungkook again, but he couldn't.
Because I kissed him.
I am too weak to pull his body away from Jungkook. I am apparently not loud or clear enough for him, to listen to my words. But I can kiss him. After all, he is still a man.
Taehyung kissed me back, soft and slowly. His body was shaking and he was panting. His blood covered hands were searching for mine, to hold them, tight. His hands were cold and it hurt me, to feel Jungkooks blood on them. It hurt me so much.
I broke the kiss and looked into his eyes, they were so dark and full of regret.
„Raen let me expl-.", he said, but I interrupted him with a sharp slap on his face. His head was turned to his left side and his hair was covering his face. He knew what he did was wrong.
I turned to Jungkook, he passed out. Obviously, after so many punches. I am wondering why he didn't tried to defend himself. „Jungkook.", I said softly, but he wasn't reacting.
„Taehyung, help me.", I demanded. He looked at me and then at Jungkook. „You did that to him, now move and help me! He is fucking hurt because of you, he is unconscious! I am worrying about his fucking life, now move!", I yelled. He just nodded and helped me to move Jungkook into my apartment. We put him onto my bed and seconds later, Taehyung started to clean Jungkooks face. He wiped the blood of his face, very carefully. Jungkook had a few wounds on his face, which Tae was treating with ointment and other stuff. Good thing he is a med student and left a lot of things in my apartment, for "emergencies". Well who had thought, that he was the cause for one of those emergencies. Bad thing, Taehyung hurt Jungkook so much. I am very disappointed in Taehyung. Although I was already disappointed in him, because if our breakup, now I am even more disappointed.
„Why did you came here and why did you hurt Jungkook.", I asked Taehyung after a while, while he was putting band aids onto Jungkooks wounds. He shrugged. „Can you maybe use your words?", I asked very annoyed. He seemed like he was thinking about his response, which made me impatient. „I came here, because I wanted to say sorry, for what I said yesterday. I didn't mean it and I only said that, because I was jealous. I missed you so much and I realized, that I wanna be with you. This breakup was just a huge mistake, I am sorry.", he answered. „Why did you hurt Jungkook?", I asked again. He stopped treating Jungkooks wounds and turned to me. He squinted his eyes and clicked his tongue. „Because he hurt you. I saw the pain in your eyes yesterday. I saw how much he hurt you! And now? He really had the audicity to come back and think it's okay? No. You were so good to him, he was a fucking stranger and you let him live here. And what did he do? He hurt you so much, that it even teared my heart apart."
Funny. Hypocracy.
I was quiet after his response.
Jungkook was still unconscious, but Taehyung assured me, that he was just sleeping in the meanwhile.
He said Jungkook need painkillers, ointment and sleep, to get well again. And if anything was getting worse, I should call Tae or the ambulance.
Before he was leaving, Taehyung asked me one question. „Why did you kiss me?"
I looked away and took a deep breath. „I had no choice.", I said.
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My Bunny Hybrid || J.JK
Fanfiction„Mommy", he said shyly and looked at me with his big doe eyes. His hands were around my waist and he squeezed my body gently. „Mommy, don't leave me."