𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 ♡《 Taekook oneshots 》

painting ( end )

Interrogation room...

Jeongukk sneered,  handcuffed to the table...his eye's gleamed with maniac intensity.....

The room was silent..only heavy breathe was resonating there....Namjoon with his whole team was present there, along with jungkook who stood behind Taehyung,  hiding from the sharp gaze of his twin brother.....

" tell me ....why you did all this ?" Namjoon asked sitting across the table...his eyes were boring holes in the man opposite to him...

" to create beautiful art..." the maniac  laughter echoed inside the room...sending shivers to thier spine....

" you fucking killed humans for your art...." suga slammed his hand on table...his patience ruined by other's reply.....

" art needs sacrifice....don't they....and what can be beautiful than a life....don't you think my art looks so much real....it will...because it's made from the essence of a human life....blood...the hot blood..." Jeongukk said without feeling a little guilty about his deeds....others looked at him with disgusting feelings....

" why...why you involved jungkook in it....why  drugged him...?" Taehyung dark voice overpowered Jeongukk's maniac laugh.....

" isn't everything started because of you my dear twin....humm??" Jeongukk looked at jungkook with dead eyes....the said boy hide his frame behind Taehyung,  holding his blazer tightly in his grasp......Taehyung can feel the shivering body behind him.....

" clear what you mean..." Namjoon said and Jeongukk laughed again....

( warning ⚠️...mention of blood and murder ahead...skip of you are uncomfortable)

" twins....identical twins...Jeongukk and jungkook....shared same facial features,  and same love for art...but talent was not same as per the that fucking society......when our  hands brushstrokes the canvas together....his art was effortless and mine was struggled to them....his art was superior and mine...a trash....our parents....even they showed partiality between us...' jungkook..your paintings are amazing....and Jeongukk you should find something else...painting is not for you....'   thier words still rings in my ear......and this society...even my friends said my art looks a mess infront of him... thier words only added fuel to the fire of my frustration....." Jeongukk voice went deeper at the end of the sentence....eyes showing the hurt and anger building inside him for a long period....

" the point where I knew it's enough , it's on our 18th birthday,  our uncle from London who was a art critic visited us...I worked for weeks to create a beautiful painting, hoping atleast he will see the artist in me...but again when he saw both of ours paintings,  he didn't spared second glance at mine and praised jungkook saying he is the promising future of artistic world ...it broke  every strings of patience in me...I can only see red....and I wanted that red color in my art....that night...I killed my uncle....the way knife sliced his throat, oozing out that red hot liquid made me calm after years.. and I collected all the blood.....the case settled saying some rivals attacked him...after that...under the guise of " special paint " i gave that blood to jungkook as a gift....he...naive boy thinking finally his twin started to like him...made a breathtaking masterpiece out of it......I watched that in amaze...for first time I appreciated his talent knowing his art linked with me....his talent linked with my dark obsession.....indeed we were twins...two halfs...one whole...together we create perfection....." Jeongukk laughed sharing his deep secrets to the world....

jungkook froze.. he was not able to remember anything but he felt disgusting thinking he was part of his brother's dark obsession....and somewhere he felt guilty thinking he was also a reason for his twin brother's this state....