Did We Love Each Other ✔️

Chapter 4

“Who wanted to take him from here?” Taehyung asked next, making the other two gulp hard. He tilted his head and looked at them with a dangerous gaze, causing Ethan to point his finger at his friend Lucas — the one who had spoken the words.

Taehyung walked toward Lucas and stood in front of him with an unreadable expression, making the boy’s legs go numb, unable to move an inch. Suddenly, Lucas heard a scream. He turned to see Ethan’s hand being twisted by the “devil”, who was still staring at Lucas with a deadly calm face, sending a wave of fear through Lucas body. Taehyung then kicked Ethan’s legs, making him fall onto the sand with a loud scream. His gaze shifted back to Lucas, who looked terrified. Taehyung’s ’s hands moved toward Lucas, who tried to back away, making Taehyung chuckle. But before Lucas could escape, Taehyung raised his leg and kicked Lucas stomach, sending him down onto the sand.

Taehyung bent down and grabbed Lucas hair as he screamed loudly. His eyes caught sight of a thick wooden stick lying on the sand. Taking it up, he started beating them all, the boys’ screams satisfying him with a strange kind of happiness. Then his gaze fixed on one of them...

“If I ever see you again in front of me, the consequences will be more than severe... I won’t hesitate to crush your entire body and rip you apart with my own bare hands. If I catch your filthy eyes on my bun again, that will be the last day you all ever enjoy in this world. I will kill every one of you without thinking twice.” Saying this, Taehyung punched the Lucas cheek so hard make him collapse on there  unconscious. Then he looked at Ethan, who had fewer wounds.

“Call an ambulance and take these worthless bastards to the hospital.” With that, Taehyung turned to his bun, who was watching everything with dry, doe-like eyes. Taehyung pressed his lips tightly, forcing his anger down—he didn’t want it to explode again and cause more violence here. His bun was too precious to him. That’s why he let the boys off so easily; otherwise, he would have torn them apart.

Taehyung bent down toward Jungkook, who was already reaching out with his small, trembling hands, silently asking to be held. Without hesitation, Taehyung scooped up the tiny body, and Jungkook instantly wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s neck and his legs around his waist, clinging like a koala.

It wasn’t anything new for them. Even in their childhood, whenever Jungkook got hurt or something bad happened, Taehyung would always carry his little bunny just like this. He knew Jungkook suffered from panic attacks since he was young—he had seen it all before. That’s why he never left his side during moments like this. He knew exactly what his bun needed. And only he could calm the storm inside him.

Walking across the sand while holding both their shoes, Taehyung listened to the soft snores of the little bunny in his arms. The boy was exhausted—physically, emotionally, and mentally—drained from fighting his illness and the cruel reality of the world around him. Taehyung’s gaze dropped to the sleeping face against his chest, noticing the dried tear stains still clinging to Jungkook’s lashes. Those eyes… they still held the same pain, the same helplessness Taehyung had seen in them all those years ago.

Why was life so merciless to his bun?

Why was God so reluctant to give even a sliver of happiness to someone who had suffered alone since childhood?

Why did everyone always leave him?

Why did they only come into his life to hurt him?

His bunny—who always thought of others first, who smiled even when he was breaking inside—why did someone so pure have to carry so much pain?

Swallowing down the storm of rage still burning in his chest, Taehyung walked silently toward their hotel,  which is nearby, his grip on the sleeping boy tightening slightly—as if afraid he might disappear. The elevator dinged softly as he stepped inside, pressing the button for the 40th floor. The ride up was quiet, the only sound was the subtle hum of the machine and the occasional soft breath escaping Jungkook’s lips.