𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 || 𝐕𝐊 ✔

Thirty three : Blaze

Hello again ❤

Taehyung dipped the cotton in the bowl of water, the red color of blood spreading the water accelerated his breathes. His eyes raised to gaze at jungkook, he was looking into nothing. Face set in a blank expression, his clenched jaw said his rage still held a burning flame inside him.

He gently brought the wet cotton up to his forehead, cleaning the small cut right about his eyebrow. "Do you want to talk?"

Jungkook said nothing but his eyes moved to focus on him. Taehyung pressed his lips together, "Jin called me to say that...she's alright"

Jungkook took a moment to respond, then nodded. "Jungmin?"

"He's asleep" Taehyung gently moved the cotton, watching jungkook closing his eyes. "He's fine, jungkook. Just confused on what's happening around him"

Jungmin wasn't as shaken up as he expected, the boy was only confused which he managed with some sweet lies. Soon when they had reached home, taehyung cooked him his favorite meals and made him cheery enough sleep peacefully after some time.

The only one he's worried about was jungkook. He could vividly feel the agony amidst his sombre face. Taehyung slowly cleaned his cut and wiped his own hands on a towel.

"Does it hurt?" He asked, looking down at his bandaged hands. It looked less painful than before, when his knuckles weren't stop bleeding. God! He hated that sight.

Jungkook held his hands, brought it to his mouth and kissed them. "No"

Taehyung smiled. He opened the tube of ointment and took a pea size of it on his finger. His hands slightly shaking with the brooding thoughts inside his head.

"That man..." He hesitated, brushing the ointment to his cut and hearing a small hiss from jungkook. "He's in comma"

His pulse quickened when a muscle moved in jungkook's jaw. "Got severe concussions, i heard them say he won't make it---"

"So?" The quick retort made taehyung settle his hands on his lap and stammer, "No... I'm just... I'm just worried"

Jungkook scorned, "You're worried he'll die?"

Taehyung sighed, "No, i'm worried you'd be jailed"

Jungkook stood up from the bed, striding away and stopping near the window. Taehyung pressed his lips together, waiting for his response.

Jungkook ran a hand over his sweaty hair, "Do you realise there's much more severe things to worry about?"

"Like a man has been sexually assaulting a five-year-old girl?" His eyes were deeply narrowed. "Five-year-old, taehyung! The same as our son"

Taehyung raised from his chair, "I'm worried for you. But that doesn't mean i'm being insensitive towards her"

Jungkook rubbed his nape, breathing heavily. He knows his temper is getting out on simple irrelevant things as all he wanted to do right now was to snap that man's neck to death.

He tried to get a grip on himself, "I'm sorry. Just... Don't talk to me right now, tae. I'm so messed up"

"I'm sorry if what i meant to say came out wrong. I didn't mean to---" Taehyung stopped when jungkook walked over and kissed his forehead for a long moment that had his eyes closed.

"You don't have to be sorry, it's on me---Please don't..." Jungkook sighed at his faltering voice. "Please don't talk to me"

Taehyung smiled, "Okay, but I'm staying with you"

This right there is the reason why he loves this man so much. He couldn't stop himself from dipping his head and pressing their lips together, feeling taehyung smiling against his mouth.