Born To Bleed - KTH FF (BOOK III)

-FIFTY THREE-

She broke out into a fit of laughter. She laughed as though she had finally lost it, so I calmly waited, which only seemed to add to her amusement.

"Look at the big, bad Taehyung. You've come a long way from being shoved into lockers. Jin used to tell me the shit people used to do to his 'crippled little brother' and I always thought it was funny. You've worked so hard to be a badass just because you were bullied and they made your life difficult. Oh boo hoo, poor Taehyung, poor baby, you lost your twin sister and your mommy didn't want you either? Oh dear God, how did you handle it?" She laughed some more. "You know what's even funnier? The fact that you went from being everyone's little bitch to being just Y/N's. You're pitiful, motherfucker."

I took a deep breath and leaned forward as I stared at her. I have to admit that it was something I'd learned from Y/N, and it tended to scare the shit out of people.

"What are you expecting me to do? Puff out my chest and tell you how manly I am? Maybe if I was a weaker, less confident man, I would get myself worked up, but unfortunately for you, I am not."

"I—"

"Here's your second lesson of the day, and pay attention because the third one might kill you. You can throw as many jabs at me as you want, Kim Jisoo, but I am not Y/N, I will not go into a fit of rage and kill you. It's cute that you tried, and I know that you'd rather just die now and get it over with. But for your sins, there is a penance. That also means that you will not be taking your own life. One, because you love yourself too much, and two, because we will have eyes on you at all times. There are no pants in Y/N's and my relationship, we both prefer to be naked. Now fix yourself. Suho will be in here to make sure everything goes well, if you need something, ask him. He might not give it to you, but it doesn't hurt to ask, right?"

Rising to my feet, I rolled my sleeves down as I headed towards the door of the basement bedroom.

"Can you please send for Jin?"

Opening the door, I turn back to her. "What did my wife tell you about that word, Ms. Kim? Please, is what you say to people who give a damn. And if you haven't noticed, I do not."

"Was I that obvious?" she whispered.

I didn't answer her. Suho walked in, and I stepped out allowing the door to close as I made my way upstairs.

When I did, I found my father reading through the file. He glanced up at me with an ice-cold stare.

"I'm handling it," I told him, as I set the damn thing on fire and dropped it into the nearby sink.

"Have you spoken to Jin?"

"Jin was the one who brought me the file."

"He did?" He sounded shocked.

Facing him, I nodded. "He did. Tonight you're going to take him out. He's accepted it, but he hasn't dealt with it, and I don't want him losing his mind once she's gone. After all, he still loves her."