ÇAGED✓ [ VKOOK ]

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"I WILL! I WILL C-CALL DONGYUN! DON'T KILL HIM... STOP IT."

Jungkook turned around with a sinful smile on his face. He liked it. He likes when he wins everytime. Taehyung was whole time eating his ice cream and enjoying the drama.

Jungkook signalled his men who nodded his head, going out of the cell. Jungkook stood there while hearing those cries of Yunjin looking at his husband losing a lot of blood and in the verge of dieing. Jungkook made a sad sound as he painted his face with a sad expression.

"See, I told you that don't try to play with me but you never listened. Now see your husband--- got hurt because of you. If you have agreed to me earlier nothing would have happened." Jungkook said with a devilish pout on his face. Yunjin wiped her tears with her own shoulder since her hand was behind her back, caged by the guards. Yunjin's furious eyes fell on Jungkook. "Fuck you, Jeon. I hope you die-- oh no not you but your fucking doll should die. Then only you can feel the pain of seeing your close one dieing infront of you." Yunjin snapped but soon received a high pitched slap on her face. Jungkook slapped her again. This time he grabbed a handful of her hairs as he snarled at her by gripping her hairs more tightly.

"SAY ABOUT ME! I WILL LISTEN BUT SAY ABOUT MY DOLL-- AND YOU WILL DIE!!" Jungkook shouted, his fiercely eyes fell on Yunjin. He held her head hitting on the wall nearly. Yunjin yelped loudly. Her eyes became teary as soon as blood started oozing from her head, falling on her tan skin. Jungkook was about to kick her again but certain someone stopped him from doing so.

"No! Jungkook! Don't." Jungkook heard his doll's voice. It always makes him calm. He closed his eyes, trying to get back to normal again. He let go of Yunjin's hair who hissed on the pain. Jungkook moved back from her, sitting on the chair again. He was panting. Anger was something he never wanted to show before but now nothing keeps him calm if it was about his husband.

Haibin was unconscious then. He didn't see anything or hear anything properly except his wife's loud cries and thrashing to come towards him. He forwarded his hand to hold his wife's but that hand never reached the other.

Taehyung stood up, ready to go from there. Jungkook's eyes immediately followed the other. "Are you going back, doll?" Jungkook asked as he stood up from the chair. Taehyung nodded his head without saying anything as he walked out from there. Jungkook looked at the disappearing figure before sighing softly under his breath. He wanted to love his husband, want to have him between his arms, want to cuddle him, give him kisses and all the love the other deserves to get. Won't that day come? Was Jeon Jungkook this unlucky?

Taehyung was so close yet so far from him and he hated it...

"Master!" Jungkook's thought broke as he saw Tiren standing. "Come and make her call Dongyun. Well, shoot his husband on his head right away if she tries to act smart." Jungkook informed Tiren who said a small okay before going inside. Jungkook turned around looking at Yunjin for the last time.

"I trusted you, noona. Never thought I would lose you too." Jungkook's voice became so soft and sad. Yunjin came back from the dizzy state as she understood what the other said. Guilt, shame hit her right then as he heard the broken voice of Jungkook. Yunjin was the first one Jungkook had choosen as his maid. He trusted the other, sometimes obeyed her words like she was his noona and Yunjin was well aware about it too. But now nothing can't be back. Once trust is broken, it takes millions of years to come back. Yunjin looked down unable to meet the Mafia's gaze before mumbling " I am sorry, kook."

Jungkook didn't answer, as he turned his head to walk out of the room too. It would be lie if someone say Jungkook didn't get hurt knowing someone close betrayed him again. Betrayals are what he got this whole year. First from his doll and then his most trusted maid-- more like his father's spy.

Jungkook kept those thoughts aside as he started looking for Taehyung who was nowhere to be found. Jungkook panicked a little until a guard informed him that Taehyung was in the balcony.

Jungkook didn't make any sound as he came inside his room, locking the door. The lights were turned off and the door of their balcony was open. He could see the familiar figure of his doll who's hair was blowing due to the wind. The moonlight was falling on the other as Taehyung was looking at the moon so delicately.

Jungkook slowly stepped towards the other. Taehyung could understand that Jungkook was here. "She called?" Taehyung asked as he faced sideways. This was giving a clear side profile of the idol to Jungkook.

"Yes! Tiren is looking after it." Jungkook answered as Taehyung hummed softly, still looking at the moon. The atmosphere was so pleasant with mild wind blowing. Jungkook placed his hand on the other's warm one.

"I am sorry tae." Jungkook confessed. His voice was enough to say how much guilty he was. Taehyung moved his gaze, now looking at the Mafia. "Don't be." Taehyung whispered on his breath. Jungkook's head tossed up again hearing what the other said. According to the Mafia, the idol was supposed to be angry, disgusted with him.

"I-I should have controlled myself. I had promised that i won't touch you like that without your consent." Jungkook said, looking at the sky. His eyes showed those sadness. Not that Jungkook regretted making his doll his once again, but it was out of the idol's consent. "It's okay. I wanted to help you." Taehyung said lowly as he turned around his body to move inside.

But before he would move, Jungkook held the other's hand, spinning him as the other landed on his hard chest. Taehyung yelped a little on the sudden contact. Jungkook's eyes never left the other as Taehyung saw drops of tears running through the Mafia's eyes. His heart started beating fastly.

"I want to feel your love, doll. I want to hold you like this forever. Please, baby...Can't you love me back?" 

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