Web Of Lies

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Third person's pov

Today, Jimin was being discharged from the hospital, eversince that day he hasn't seen Yoongi. It bothers him a lot, but Taehyung tries to lift his mind off that topic.

He wanted to know Yoongi's perspective. What was it that made him take such a decision? It's not like he does not trust him, right? Yoongi trusts him, right... He thought.

He wanted to at least have him by his at such a moment where he lost a best friend, a time when no one was willing to trust him. Not even the people he considered his brothers.

He wiped away his tears when he heard Taehyung coming. He doesn't want him to be worried about him. He knows that they are both giving each other fake smiles to comfort one another.

They are both hurt for different reasons, that is. "Everything is ready. We can leave." He says, yet again giving him a 'smile' just to receive a nod from the other and a 'smile'. 

Namjoon drove them home, the car ride was silent, everybody had different thoughts on their mind. When they reached the dorm, they found Hobi waiting for them in the living room.

He smiled when he saw them. At this point, they all know they are forcing their smiles to try and comfort each other.

"Is everything alright now," he asks no one in particular. "Hmm, he is still in the process of healing, so no strainous work for the time being." Namjoon replied to him.

"Alright, let's go, baby." He says, reaching his hands out for Tae, who held it absentmindedly. "Wish you fast recovery," he says to Jimin before dragging Tae out of there to their shared room, which was originally his. Something told Jimin that he was only there fir his boyfriend, but he didn't want to be pety with his thoughts so he justvlet it be.

"Do you need help up the stairs?" Najoon asks Jimin, knowing that he can not go upstairs. The latter looked at the direction of his 'exes' room with longing. Yes... his ex.. he broke up with him, so now they are 'ex' he thought.

He looked at Namjoon and then nodded his head to his earlier question, who smiled at him before carefully helping him climb the stairs.

He could see Yoongi from his peripheral view, leaning on the wall looking at them, making sure they canno6 see him. He sighed, wishing things don't turn out for the worst again.

After he helped Jimin to his room, he went back downstairs to Seokjin's room. As usual, he was staring blankly into space without saying a word. When he heard the clicking sound of the door being closed, he looked up, and when he saw It was Namjoon, he smiled.

The latter smiled back and went to sit beside him on the bed. "You're back. What took you so long. I was missing you." He said, snuggling into Namjoon.

"I was with Pd-nim sorting some things out." He lied, knowing that the mere mention of Jimin's name triggers the older. "Oh.." he said, pecking him on his lips before snuggling into him.

It was silent for a while before he spoke again. "Namjoon-ah... you won't leave me ever right." He said, tightening his hold on the younger.

Namjoon took a moment to process what the other was saying to him. Of course, he will stay by his side forever. He loves him more than he could ever imagine.

"Promise I'll be there whenever you need me, hyung. I promise I'll never stop loving you no matter what happens, no matter how bad I change, just know that I Kim Namjoon loves you, Kim Seokjin, and there's nothing that can change that fact." He replied.

Overwhelmed with emotions, the elder leaned in closer and connected their lips together. It wasn't lustful, but a kiss filled with how much they longed for each other and how much they needed each other.

That was until the desire spiked inside of them, the desire to claim each other, the desire to be one so no one could separate them.

The night was long like no other, a night where Namjoon and Seokjin were connected through mind, body, and soul. A night that can never be forgotten, or so they thought...

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The next day, Seokjin prepared breakfast for everyone as usual. Everyone sat at the table, ready to eat, when Jimin came downstairs. The atmosphere  immediately became heavy as everyone turned their head to look at seokjin, who froze in his action of serving the food.

Seokjin's pov

Jimin... why do I suddenly feel a strong aversion towards him? I wondered. Jimin... Jimin... Jimin... oh, that's right, Jimin. Hyejin. He killed my sister, Jimin... 

Park Jimin... kill him... he hurt you... he killed Hyejin... kill him... kill him... kill him... kill him... kill him...

The chants were too tempting to resist. I wanted to kill him... do i?. . Yes, for Hyejin, he has to pay for what he did to my baby.

Stab him... choke him... no... no... shoot him... give him a hole... just like how Hyejin had a hole in her perfect skin... right on his pretty forehead...

My hand moved, and before I knew, I heard screams in the room. I threw the knife at him, but I was not satisfied, so I tried stepping closer but was held by a hand.

"Namjoon-ah, let go. He killed Hyejin. My hyejin," I said, still looking at Jimin. But I could not see his face he was covered in blood from the cut I made on hus brow, just like I wanted, but there was no hole.

It's not fair. Why is there no hole, I wanna see a hole just like the one on Hyejin. Why does he not have one? He deserves it, doesn't he?

I tried moving to pick up the knife that was lying just beside Taehyung, who was trying to stop Jimin from bleeding while Yoongi held him.

Why are they holding him? Why are they supporting him? Shouldn't they support me? Am I not the one who needs support?

I could feel a newfound anger rush towards me as I tried to break free from Namjoon's hold. Finding my effort in vain, I turned around and punched his Jaw.

Judging by the sound it made, it must've hurt very badly, but why wasn't he letting me go? "Let go Namjoon." I said my voice dangerously low.

I picked the nearest thing to me, which happened to be a mug throwing it at Jimin, but having Taehyung take the impact of it.

"Stop Seokjin you're going to kill him." Hoseok says. "He killed my sister, he deserves to die." I replied back my voice dripping with venom. "

"Hyung...please no more." Jungkook says, crying silently while being hugged by Hoseok.

No more?... I looked around me, Namjoon was restraining my movements while Hoseok held on to a crying Jungkook. Taehyung was looking at me with hurt and fear like he saw a monster.

While Yoongi's expression was void, just like mine. His eyes were empty as he stared at me. Our eyes locked, and we looked at each other for God knows how long before he spoke.

"How do you feel?" He asks, his voice hoarse as his red eyes stared deep into mine. Why were his eyes red, I wondered.

"Are you satisfied?" He asks again, but I had no answer to his questions. How do I feel? I feel nothing... nothing at all, no thrill, no regret... nothing. I feel void, empty even.

I know I'm not happy, but neither did I regret it. I feel light, I looked at Jimin, but the hate... was not gone, I felt angry, and the chants came back.

I smiled devilishly, "No... I'm not... I want him gone." I said with a psychotic grin on my face. The look of horror in their eyes made me feel pleased. Before  I rushed towards him again for my next attack, something was pushed in my neck, and a cold liquid flowed into my body.

I looked beside me to see our doctor who had injected me with a liquid, and I fell unconscious.