Half & Half (Taekook_🐰🐯)

Chapter- 18

Ignore the mistakes

Splaashh

Huffed broken breath, Jungkook saw the blonde struggling when cold water slapped his face, his chest was rising and falling fast enough to number it, eyes fully closed, water dripping from his long hair, covering his forehead to his cheeks, he was getting pale with each passing second.

"Don't make another mistake, Jeon Jungkook"-the brunette stopped when some stupid securities surrounded him. The middle-aged man crawled in between the security and faced Jungkook, wearing a creepy smirk. Their eyes not leaving each other, one was warning the man not to cross the limit whereas the other was definitely mocking the brunette.

"I've asked you politely before, you should have listened to me, Jeon Jungkook"- the man said circling brunette. "Look at him, I don't think I can spare his life even if I want to. Your uncle has already killed him."- a sympathy in Heesoon's voice. Jungkook scanned Taehyung head to toe, the blonde was still radiating beauty. "Who gave you rights to think about his life?"- Jungkook eyes turned red, as all blood accumulated there. The man's expression changed and he walked toward one side. Jungkook waited for anyone to initiate but no, all of them backed away. He smirked sensing their very basic plan before his legs dragged him toward blonde.

Jungkook admired the tired beauty in front of him, for the very first time he found blonde innocent, some tiny cold drop was kissing his dry lips, a fresh mark on his neck, hand tightly cuffed, his head leaning on his left arm. Jungkook hand made its way toward his face tucking some hairs behind his ear, he wiped his face with his dirty hand. A ray of regret ran through his veins, which he surely wanted to ignore. But it seemed hard this time, Jeon Jungkook, a powerful gangster was losing his control on his emotions.

Before he could do further his fist landed on a bulky man's face when Heesoon's man tried to attack him. "Don't think I'll leave you this time"- Jungkook pounced on them when a number of them came together. They were strong and bulky but Jungkook was not the type of man who would back away. If he needs something, he'll get it, doesn't matter if it is someone's dear life.

Continuous fighting, loud voices like thunder, lifeless bodies hugging the floor, metals were colliding. The middle-aged man was enjoying the live show like it worth his billion dollars. The floor turned red, Jungkook was not showing any mercy until something hard landed on his back head. Before he could process a hard punch landed on his right cheek making him stumble, and he landed directly on the floor. Kick, another one, and again, but before the man continued he regained his composure and charged forward again, this time with more ferocity, leaving the man on the floor. Jungkook didn't stop until he heard a gunshot.

His eyes landed on the blonde who was on the ground lifelessly. Jungkook ran fast but a pain in his right calf stopped him when another loud sound echoed and the bullet entered directly. A hand grabbed his hair, but Jungkook was not bothered by it. His eyes synced with Heesoon's step when the man stopped next to Taehyung. Grabbing the blonde's hair he splashed water on his face making it harder for him to breathe than it already was.

"Look at him"- Heesoon forced Taehyung to look at Jungkook. The blonde opened his eyes twice before closing it again. "Look at him, look what he did"- again forcing him he yelled at blonde's face. Taehyung responded opening his eyes when water one more time hit his face, but as usual, his eyes were fixed on dry blood decorating the floor.

"What's your problem, just say it"- Jungkook roared, "What this fucking drama, just say what you want"- this all things were surely getting on his nerves. The man smirked, pushed blonde toward the metal, and walked away, leaving them with his men.

"This mother-fucker........" Jungkook kicked the man who was holding him all the time. Snatching the gun he shot everyone who was in the room. But to his surprise, a scream echoed and the source was none other than blonde.