VENOM | TAEHYUNG

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21 : 12 pm
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"C'mon tae- don't feel shy", jungkook tipped his head back, downing the tequila. "I'm more of a whiskey man", taehyung raised his glass. Eyes focusing on the velvet door which he had gotten used to staring at.

Out of every club. His asshole friends decided it would be the one where Anastasia worked at. Taehyung had texted her 11 times but she did not respond. Maybe her phone was at home. Maybe she was busy? Was she even at work? He hadn't spoken to her since they left the lake house this morning.

"You good?", jungkook asked and he nod. "You want a hooker?", one of his friends chuckled, alcohol leaking from his mouth. "Maybe you're desperate for one -", taehyung deadpanned and got to his feet, downing the whiskey which burned his throat. "Where you going?" , jungkook asked. "Restroom-", tae lied and headed for the door which had just parted as he was about to reach for the golden handle. Their eyes meet and his grew wide. "Tae-", she was about to greet when he grabbed her hand , pushing her out of the booth. "What?", she tripped but he helped her steady herself. "Jungkook is in there -", he rolled his eyes and pulled her through the crowd.

"He mentioned going out but I didn't think he'd come here-", she spoke as he leads her into the dim passage. "I see you took up his offer", she wiggled her brows , leaning against the wall. He placed his hands on his waist, staring down at her. "What are you supposed to be?", he reached out touching the bunny eared headband. Anastasia giggled and swat his hand away. "I have no clue. I just picked the bunny ears-", she held her hands behind her back. "It's cute-", he smiled.

"Thanks ", she mouth.

"Yeah , well. Hop away little bunny. Hide in your burrow for tonight. You don't want your boyfriend  catching your by your little cotton tail- ", he caged her between his hands. "So many bunny puns- ", she placed her hand over her mouth and laughed. "It won't be funny when he catches you-", he winked and she furrowed her brows. "Well , I see you care about me", she wiggled her brows and he rolled his eyes. "I don't-", he said bluntly, wiping away her playful smile. "Just don't need him destroying our deal. I don't need you to wallow in sorrow if he sees you-", he combed a hand through his hair while stepping back. Anastasia stared up at him. She would never understand how he went from 100 to 0.

"Well, I'll stay away from the vip booth ", she whispered. "Good" , he drawled and walked away, leaving her alone in the passage. Anastasia pushed herself off the wall , adjusting her little skirt. If he didn't care then why was he always so sweet when they were alone. He was such a complicated man. His emotions were unstable. Why won't his demons just go to sleep for awhile.

Her eyes shift to a random couple rushing into the passage and kissing as if the world were ending tomorrow. Clearing her throat, she awkwardly left them alone. She would serve at the bar or stay in a booth until Jungkook left.

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"I'm telling you guys , she's a real charmer ", Greg chuckled as he stood , pouring himself a glass of whiskey. "And you've only met her once?", jungkook asked while sipping his 4th beer. Kookie knew Greg and taehyung hung out at clubs, but this was their first time having a conversation. "She's a bitch. Think the world fucking revolves around her. She's not even hot -", he snobbed. Jungkook laughed , "is she not hot because she rejected you?", his friends join in the laughter. "Haha funny -", Greg rolled his eyes.

"I'm telling you , she's the worst. I just need to humiliate her alittle. Maybe you men want free lapdances -", he chugged down the whiskey and hissed as it burned his throat. "Nah - I have a girlfriend", kookie placed down the empty bottle. "Why am I not surprised mate", Greg chuckled. "You look like the type to settle. Taehyung isn't-", he winked and kookie gave a nod, pulling out his phone from his pocket. "Is she a beaut?", Greg asked. "She's a princess-", jungkook chimed and showed Greg a picture of Anastasia.

Greg squint , staring closely before his eyes grew wide. "This her? Your girlfriend ?", his voice loud. "Yeah, you know her?" , kookie raised a brow and Greg laughed. "How long are you with her?", he asked and jungkook furrowed his brows , not enjoying his mocking tone. "Almost 3 years", kookie grit and Greg cackled. "I don't understand what's funny-", one of kooks friends said.

"It's funny- because-", Greg's voice cut off with a loud ,shrieking yelp as taehyung punched him to the ground. Everyone on their feet in shock. "Tae-", Greg grunt but taehyung continued to fist the man in his face. Blood splattering on them both. "Taehyung! Tae- you're going to fucking kill him-", jungkook grabbed taehyung from behind, trying to pry him off an unconscious Greg. His face soaked in blood. "Stop !", jungkook managed to throw taehyung off. Everyone else running out of the booth. Stanley and Luke enter - their eyes in shock at the bloody sight.

"Are you fucking crazy!", jungkook yanked taehyung to his feet,  giving his cheek a slap to try and smack him back to reality. Taehyung was covered in Greg's blood. "Are you- what the fuck tae!", jungkook continued to scream. He was sobber now.

Taehyung stepped back, breathing heavily as he watched them check Greg for a pulse. "Is he alive?", jungkook asked. "Barely , call 911-", Stanley instructed Luke who ran out. Jungkook turned to glance at taehyung who was going to be in huge trouble.

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23 : 43 pm
Downtown station

"This is not the first time you've caused chaos at the nightclub ", the cop said while handing kookie forms to sign. Taehyung sat beside jungkook, clothes stained in blood and cuffed resting on his lap. "You seem awfully calm for someone who is going to be charged with attempted murder-", jungkook furrowed his brows , staring at taehyung who remained silent.

"Mr Francis, my brother was not trying to kill Greg. I was present when it happened ", he tried to reason but the officer lifted a hand. "Mr Jeon. Your father and I go a long way back. We've been friends since high school-", he gave jungkook a smile then looked to tae , "there's always one rotten fruit in the family", he passed the insult. Taehyung kept his focus on the ivory desk.

"Fortunately, I will not report this as attempted murder only for the friendship I share with your father ", jungkook sighed in relief. "But I will have to keep him for the night just to say I've taken some action. The hospital bill for Greg will be paid by him too-", jungkook gave a nod and looked to tae, "it's going to be fine", he whispered and signed the forms given by the cop. "I can't tell you how grateful I am -", jungkook thanked  the cop who smiled and shook his hand. "You take care of yourself son-", he said to kookie who watched another cop lead taehyung to the holding cell. "I have no idea why he did what he did-", jungkook whispered and the cop shrugged, "psychopaths don't need reasons".

Jungkook watched as they locked the gate. "He'll be okay?", he turned to the cop who gave a nod. "Can we keep this between us. I don't want our parents to know-". The cop gave Jungkook a pat on the shoulder. "Sure. Your father doesn't need to be disgraced-", he said as jungkook walked up to the gate , holding the bars. "Tae? I'll come get you in the morning -", he whispered. Taehyung stared at the dusty concretely floor. Cuffs biting into his wrists. He was seated on the cold wooden bench , leaning his back against the bricked wall.

"Taehyung-", jungkook sighed , only to be ignored. "Okay, I'll see you in the morning", he tapped the bar and walked away. Taehyung lift his eyes ,watching jungkooks figure disappear. The cop stepping infront of the gate , hands on his waist. "Rich ass men. Getting away with attempted murder-", he scoffed, chewing on cherry bubblegum like a cow in the fields.

"Attempted only because someone was there to restrain me", taehyung said in his usual blunt tone. "As if you had the balls to kill him-", the cop cackled. "Like I said - I was restrained. I was aiming for death-", he deadpanned and the cop frowned,  banging the bars with his baton. "Listen here you son of a bitch. You think I'm letting you Scott free because I want to? I owe your father and that's why I'm doing this", he barked. Taehyung gave a shrug - "I didn't ask to be freed".

"Well you will be. For now ,shut the fuck up. I don't care if those cuffs make you bleed to death", he waved the baton. Taehyung glanced down at his bleeding wrists. The cuffs were too tight - slicing though his flesh.

"I don't mind-", taehyung whispered.

"I enjoy pain".