" Drive!"
BANG!!
"Please don't hurt me!"
" Mommy!"
" Kitty!"
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!!!
Yoongi gasps as he jolts up from his sleeping position.
" Kitty, are you-"
Yoongi blocks out Taehyung's voice. He remembers being underwater. He begins shivering, unable to make out what Taehyung is saying.
He feels sick.
Weakly scrambling off the bed, he staggers to the bathroom, almost falling when he leans on the opening door.
He makes it to the sink just in time and vomits, grimacing as the awful sharp taste fills his mouth, some contents even coming out from his nose.
He feels gentle rubs on his back, slow circular motion rubs as he empties his stomach.
" Breathe Yoongi. Breathe." Taehyung's sweet soothing voice fills his ears as Yoongi spits out the tangy tasting saliva, before opening the tap, rinsing the sink clean. He cups his hand under the running water, and scoops some water, drinking it and feeling relieved.
" Feeling better?" Taehyung asks, his cold eyes having slight concern as he stares at Yoongi's pale sweaty face.
" I'm fine. This always happens...everytime I k...kill." Yoongi's voice cracks at the end, causing Taehyung to engulf him in a warm embrace.
" I used to regress too. It's okay. I'm here."
Taehyung understands. After such high adrenaline rush, the kick backs are just as strong. One wakes up feeling guilty, scared, disgusted as the gore images fill your mind...it happens...
Until you get used to it.
You become desensitized.
Then you even begin enjoying...
Like Taehyung does.
Sometimes, it becomes an addiction. Blood thirst addiction.
That is the point where you become a total lunatic. A psychopath with no ounce of humanity left in you. You are willing to kill the whole world, and remain the only person standing.
No emotions, just a walking grim reaper.
" Let's get you to bed, yeah?" Taehyung gently carries Yoongi, who snuggles more to Taehyung. They both get under the covers, Taehyung spooning the smaller man. Yoongi relaxes at the gentle rubs on his belly.
" That was thrilling." Yoongi says, holding Taehyung's hand, causing him to pause his gentle rubs.
" It was scary." Taehyung admits. He almost got caught...they almost got caught.
It was the closest they have been in getting caught.
And he showed his face to the police.
He blew his cover. But that is the least of his concern.
What is important is that the prime minister gets his message.
He wants his revenge. And he will have it.
They stay in deep silence. Yoongi enjoying the warmth that Taehyung is giving him.
" I was ten years old." Taehyung speaks suddenly, and Yoongi frowns, turning towards him. He begins brushing Taehyung's black wavy hairs off his forehead. This seems to calm the Younger man who closes his eyes and leans more into the touch.
