Supremacy || Taekook

13

I swallowed yet another sob, tossing and turning in my sheets. We were now evening, and I was curled up in bed still fully dressed. I still hadn't digested Taehyung and Jin's words.

Did I think I was special? Yes, that was it. And I was on the wrong track. I was seriously mistaken from the beginning; I was no different in Taehyung's eyes than his other pawns. I was still small, made of fragile plastic and easily manipulated by the King.

A painful sigh passed the barrier of my lips. What was wrong with me...? I had the feeling that I was slowly starting to falter, moving away from my main goal: to obey Kim Taehyung hand in hand. To be one of his many pawns on the giant chessboard.

I protected him with my weak frame, well aware that I was only a drop in the ocean that was the network. But I was doing it and, so far, I was doing it well. Which hasn't been the case for a few weeks.

Slowly, gently, I faltered. I lost my footing in the ocean, I collapsed on the chessboard. A shiver invades my spine, making me sit up to take a deep breath.

I had to send him my answer, by tomorrow. It was getting late. I let myself be overcome by something new, something I had never really had the opportunity to face before: my demons.

Everyone had them, and they appeared at one time or another, no matter what. But how were my demons connected to Taehyung? It did not make sense.

I grabbed my cell phone and found my superior's contact number. I opened the messages and thought for a moment more about Ulsan. It wasn't so much the classes that worried me, but the way my attachment to brown hair was evolving.

Yes, I knew it, I was almost dependent on Taehyung. And all this had to stop, I had to go back to being the Jungkook of a few months ago, the one who was intimidated by the brunette without letting himself be overwhelmed by emotions in such a way.

What should I do? I stared at my phone, playing with it between my fingers. Finally, I slowly typed out my decision, and reread it several times.

To: Taehyung: 'Taehyung Good day sir. I find myself obliged to refuse to accompany you to Ulsan, please forgive me. However, I will watch over the box until you return. Good evening to you.'

I sent then widened my eyes. Did I actually just send? No! I bit my lip hard. After all... This was what I wanted, wasn't it? Getting away from Taehyung, coming to my senses, feeling like I used to again. Myself. The Jungkook who became a real professional, a real predator with his victims.

The brunette had given me the chance to create a new personality, another breath of life, and I was ruining everything. I had to forget this whole thing with Jin at all costs. I took a small breath of surprise when I understood.

Jin. It was him, it was because of him that my upheaval had started. Since his return from Japan, he has literally sucked my confidence and my composure. I didn't know why, but his provocations and actions touched me deeply. I knew that deep down, it was because it included Taehyung, and he was very important to me: he was a role model, an authoritarian figure that I strangely needed and... And he took care of me.

My phone vibrated, which surprised me. I swallowed as I opened the message from my boss.

By: Taehyung: 'Alright. I don't know when I'm going to be back, so even if it takes weeks, I want you to work your normal hours.' A strange click made me gasp. Weeks? Yes, it was true, it could take weeks. I began to tremble, closing my eyes slowly. I wanted to have it in front of me. I wanted to chat with him face to face. Damn, what was happening to me that I needed his presence so much?

I sighed and put my head in my hands. I didn't want to stay here alone, but I couldn't risk accompanying Taehyung and having me feel broken little by little.