Jungkook sat in his chair twirling the blood-stained knife in hand, he placed the tip of his finger against the point of the blade balancing it on his finger for a moment. As the knife began to lose its balance, he flicked his finger upwards a bit, as the knife became airborne for a few seconds before falling back into his hand.
He sighed a bit as he took a cleaning cloth out of his pocket, and started to clean the blood from the knife's blade. After the blade was clean and sanitized he placed it back in his boot in the shieth pocket.
"Tae, cmon let's go home. I'm sick of being here," Jungkook let out a sudden harsh sigh getting up after, heading towards the door. Taehyung looked up from the game he was playing on his phone at the sudden request, getting up to follow with a hum nevertheless. "Alrighty then~" he sang following behind Jungkook to the car.
Jungkook locked the doors to the company after they'd both exited the building, unlocking the car doors for them to get in. Taehyung noticed Jungkook's weird behavior but chose not to pester him about it, Jungkook wasn't the most talkative when it came to how he felt.
Tae wanted to know why, but it was probably past trauma or something, so he thought it best not to pry.
When they arrived at the house, Jungkook headed inside rather quickly leaving Taehyung to lock the car doors after he got out of the car. "Well that's not something you see often, or at all honestly," Tae talked to himself out loud heading into the house after Jungkook.
When he made his way into the house he looked around for a moment looking for where Jungkook headed off to. He gave up after a few seconds, deciding that cooking was probably a better option than searching the large house layout for the younger.
"I guess I could make some stuffed chicken breast and make some sides with it too? Yeah, that sounds pretty good," he hummed heading into the kitchen, taking out two packs of chicken and setting them on the counter first.
Jungkook locked himself in their home office, sitting in the chair behind the desk. He let out a sharp sigh, holding his head between his hands. "Why do I feel so different...I've never felt this vulnerable before so why now?" he gritted his teeth annoyed. His fingers dug into his skin gripping his head and hair, Jungkook bit down on his lower lip chewing away at the soft flesh.
"This isn't real people can't just change like this it's not logically right," he tsked slamming his hands down on the desktop. "That's right, it's not logically correct, I'm just feeling off today all the business we've been doing has probably just taken a toll on me." he sighed heavily.
Jungkook stood up from his desk and headed downstairs to find Taehyung, he assumed he was most likely chatting with Baekhyun or Jennie as usual. To his surprise, he found Taehyung in the kitchen staring down a pack of chicken as if it had insulted his entire bloodline. Kook raised his brow up slightly wondering why he looked so focused on the single pack of chicken. He decided to head to the kitchen, walking up behind him. Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung's waist leaning forward to rest his chin on top of his.
"What are you doing doll?" he asked looking down at Taehyung's hands moving around from the chicken and other things. "I thought I'd give cooking a shot, I've cooked for myself before but only one-person meals so I wanted to try a larger meal," Tae hummed gently carefully making thin lits along the top layer of the chicken breast.
Jungkook simply nodded letting Taehyung focus, smiling a bit at how he poked his tongue out the side of his mouth a bit focusing all his attention on the task he was currently working on. "You know how to cook? That's surprising to me for some reason," Kook chuckled a bit watching attentively.
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Mad House (On Hold)
FanfictionTaekook share a room in the Asylum and grow attached to each other in an unhealthy way. They were the youngest two and the most dangerous two in the Asylum. Based on Suicide Squad, sort of