Sempiternal: • Savages • || BOOK 6#

17. One less

Apinya appears very often in this place. They have not been taken out again and Jungkook, in his constant fighting, makes it normal for him to be hit on the head. Therefore, although he knows what happened - since he always gets dirty - he does not perceive it as something worrying or frightening. He does not remember it. The contact is so aggressive, it's like any other beating.

It's his way of processing the trauma. A much more affective one considering the strength he needs now and it must work for him, Jin and everyone else. His Hyung is not at his best. Having so much exposure to what he already lived through makes it hard for him to breathe, to focus and feel comfortable. Not to mention the sweltering and infuriating heat they live in down here.

How long has it been?

A tough question.

No one knows the answer.

Does time exist?

Maybe it doesn't.

Maybe it's relative or maybe it's a way to avoid going crazy.

Have they gone crazy?

Maybe.

Jin saw Jungkook bite the Alpha that tried to approach him, a new one and who knows what exactly it was trying to do. He couldn't even tell if it was female or male. Only that Jungkook bit off part of his arm in one bite and behaved like a damn hotrod trying to kill him or her.

They put him back in his cell, this time with his hands tied and Apinya there to "calm him down".

As if the curvature of his belly wasn't already obvious enough.

~ * * * ~

"You like control don't you?"

He plays with the plates on his neck and Leeseung giggles, lying on the right while Hajun sleeps on the left, hugging Jimin with his arms and thus preventing him from trying to leave the nest. He knows his female is still not entirely happy, so he might try to leave with another Alpha. Leeseung turns his head towards Jimin.

"You like knowing that the males will obey you... And that's why you hate it so much when they don't." Jimin closes his eyes and stops touching the badge, which was the one that belonged to Leeseung.

"I don't like to control them, I like them to be away from me and without hurting me" Jimin clarifies in a low voice, a slight hoarse mumble blames his irritated throat. "I just want to be at peace... and away from them."

"But not from all of them," Leeseung smiles broadly. "Because Jungkook must be there, right? Namjoon, Jin... Yoongi" He approaches Jimin. "The ones you can control with a simple wave of your hand. That's what you want... To have fucking dogs after you."

Jimin opens his eyes again, fixed on the rock ceiling and through his lips escapes a simple:

"That's not what I want... that's what I have to do... Control... dogs... monsters... and then they won't hurt humans."

Leeseung starts laughing, squirms and laughs louder and louder and louder. Jimin ends up asleep, ignoring that figure that his mind keeps bringing into his life.

~ * * * ~

"Italy?"

"Yes. Italy."

"Why Italy?"

"I want to go to Venice."

"They say it smells bad there."

Taehyung laughs with a wide grin and presses his body against the bed, Jimin thumps his chest, laughing equally. Between them, a bag of candies scatter on the white sheet. Taehyung shakes his head.