Fracture S3 [Taekook]

• Embodiment of Evil •

TW: Graphic violence and sexual assault.

To be in the presence of evil is terrifying

A hard knock to the side of his head awakens Jungkook. He groans, blinking his doe eyes, feeling a dull throbbing sensation on the right side of his face where he was hit. 

Oh, that's right. It was Yoongi who had punched him.

"The bitch is finally awake." comes a gruff voice from in front of him. 

Jungkook lifts his head up, meeting the cold dead gaze of Min Yoongi, who was slouched forward on a metal chair, elbows resting on his knees, a cigarette lit between his long slender fingers that are covered in soot and dried blood. 

It takes Jungkook a moment to register what went down. He remembers the fire, fighting with Taehyung, then both falling over a railing and hitting the ground. 

Jungkook's body still aches from the fall, and the metal chair pressed against his bare back was not helping either. 

But he is confused as to why Min Yoongi is sitting in front of him, giving him the look of death. 

Then he remembers Yoongi's words to him. 

I'm gonna show you what a real psychopath is.

"Where am I?" he asks, keeping his tone neutral, not showing any fear to Yoongi. If anything he is confused as to why Yoongi has taken him. 

Yoongi stares at him in silence, then takes a slow drag of his cigarette before exhaling through his nose, still keeping his dead stare on Jungkook. 

Jungkook scoffs, struggling to move his arms, but they are perfectly tied behind his back, giving him no mobility at all. "What a pussy move tying me up. You're not man enough to face me bare handed? And to get me naked too? Looks like you want to fuck me. I bet you do."

Silence. 

Yoongi takes another drag of his cigarette, the ashes reaching to the end point. He lets out a faint chuckle, tilting his head aside, still keeping that dead gaze on Jungkook. 

"You're bigger and stronger than me. You think I'm gonna waste my fucking time?" his smirk widens, showing off abit of his teeth. "I'm crazy, not stupid." he says, swiping his tongue across his bottom lip, then takes a final drag of his cigarette, but doesn't put it out.

"You gotta work smart, not hard. Hoseok should have fucking taught you that."

Jungkook rolls his eyes, still putting up an attitude. 

Yoongi will get rid of it real soon. 

"Where is Hoseok hyung. I want to speak to him."

Yoongi raises a brow. "Hoseok is on time out, no thanks to you." he says, feeling the dull pain of the knife wound at his side. It had stopped bleeding a while ago, and he managed to wrap up his torso with Jungkook's shirt, keeping the blood in place. 

"It was a real pain in the fucking ass dragging your and your bitch out the flames." Yoongi looks down at his hand, turning it over palm side down to show a burn mark on the back. "Had to dump his ass by the door before anyone saw me."

So Taehyung made it out. Jungkook is angry, yet part of him is relieved. 

"So what, you want a fucking medal for saving me?" Jungkook quips.