The lounge is empty, only with two bodies sweeping the floor doing their daily chores for the day. Thankfully it's just them with a guard by the entrance as typical security, but he's more so walking around outside since Jungkook and Taehyung behaves most of the time for him to be on them.So they're practically alone.
If the tension wasn't high earlier, it's even worse now. V is currently taking control, not letting Taehyung front no matter how safe the environment may seem to be. Jungkook has been trying to apologize yet again but V only ignores him with a cold shoulder.
She lost trust for Jungkook, and she doesn't want to risk her Tae being in the presence of him while he's under these conditions.
"Please V, let me talk to him," Jungkook pleads, pausing from mopping the floor, "I won't try to hurt him. I just lost my grip-"
"Exactly, who's to say you won't lose it again?" She mutters and cranes her head towards him, eyes clearly drained already, "Just leave him alone."
Jungkook is growing frustrated by the second by the emotional dilemma bubbling up in his chest, growing so overwhelmed with feelings that he's been needing to let out. However before he even got to say another word, that might've been another outburst, a familiar group of men enters the lounge at that moment.
V froze upon noticing their presence, studying each other their body structure and the snarl on their lips as the guard remains indifferent as he lets them in while closing the door.
With $50 at the palm of his hand.
Buying the guard to keep quite, how fucking immature.
"Hello princesses, playing Cinderella?" The familiar scarred man chuckles drily, making his posse snicker a laugh as well.
Almost instantly Jungkook stands in front of V, a narrow glare in his eyes, "Go away, then maybe you won't end up completely fucked over."
The leader snickers under his breath and rolls his sleeves to his elbows, "We aren't interested in you."
The tension reached it's peak of intensity as two of the suddenly men grabs Jungkook and slams him against the wall, nearly knocking the breath out of him. The ravenette screams angrily and tries to fight to be released, especially upon seeing how the leader throws V to the ground while the other two instantly took pleasure in slamming their foot against her body.
No....
No!
V yelps in pain, especially when a kick collided to her back with full force that nearly rattled her bones to pieces. Instantly V shields her head, sobbing out painfully as she takes the hits but is slowly fading in and out of consciousness by how much her body is taking.
Yet it's no different to what she's use to.
Pain, this is so much pain.
Jungkook angrily snarls at them, pushing against them aggressively and manages to escape a few times after landing a couple hits, but after they slammed and restrained him to the ground it was no use.
V abruptly screams when they slam a foot to her skull, completely rattling her to drop her arms with teary eyes.
And suddenly something loud echoes the small lounge.
Painful and echoing sound.
It was when the leader accidently slammed the baton he got from the cop against a metal table, the echo of the unbearable sound vibrating the air down anyone's spine in shivers.
A sound so familiar to a gun shot.
V's body froze.
Jungkook struggles even more harshly despite the strong arms holding him back, more frightened that V has officially passed out completely from the hits.
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