Right One

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞

Taehyung pov;

I didn't questioned my bun about anything when we were satisfied down to eat the dinner and watch tv. I was still thinking about how will I explain myself to him. Will he understand me? Fuck that! He don't even know what I did, understanding and justifying my actions were another thing.

However, jungkook had only taken three bites of food when the doorbell rang, making both of us stop in our track. "I will go and see. You just eat, mhmm?" I watched jungkook nodding his head up and down, his mouth stuffed with food making his cheeks go more rounder than they already were, lips more pouty, those magical doe bambi eyes of his, which holds the entire galaxy in them, sparkling with stars, twinkling in pure delight because of the rich savoury taste of the food which I ordered from his favourite restaurant. I couldn't help but curse at myself and question my fucked up brain, 'how did i even ended up doing something so horrible to this innocent creature?'

I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts as the doorbell rang continuously, as if someone's banging their hand on it urgently and their flight will get missed in the next perticular moment. I sighed to myself and patted Jungkook's head and cheeks before giving a chaste kiss just below his lower lip, where the most tempting mole of the entire universe is. I swear on my precious thing, this mole tempts me and seduces me more than anything else! It makes my thoughts run wild and begs to explore every inch of Jungkook's body which he hides from every others eyes expect mine.

I, again, smacked myself mentally. I got up from the couch and opened the door thinking, it must be Hyuk hyung or else junghyun uncle. They haven't seen jungkook since morning. We went to school together and now he's with me since the moment he came back from school. And it's already 10:35 in the night.

But what made me wonder is, why my family members aren't here yet? There must be some emergency for sure. They'll give me a call if something goes wrong and I don't even have any problem staying alone. And the second suspicious thing is- it's not the first time jungkook is here with me alone at my place and staying till late night. It had happened before too and he has stayed the whole night here with me, in my room too. But if there's any problem or emergency then junghyun uncle or else hyuk hyung would come here and take Jungkook with them before nine. But never till this late.

Did something happened?

I questioned to myself but got no answer.

When I opened the door, there was, Woo-Sik hyung. He was standing at the doorway, looking impatience as ever, messy hair, sweat running down his forehead, his eyes burning red.

"Why are you here?" Was the first thing I asked.

"I came here to ta-take J-jungkook.." his voice told me something was off but i shrugged that off and was about to deny him when I felt another, very familiar, presence behind me. Looking backwards I saw jungkook standing just behind me looking so small and vulnerable, so fragile.

My heart swelled with pure admiration and protectiveness.

The urge to protect him from every danger started to grow within me to an extent that had no limit, no bounds. It was endless. The urge was endless.

The menacing want was endless.

"I- " even before jungkook could say something, I held his hand and turned to Woo-Sik uncle, who was already looking at jungkook with unsettling eyes that made jungkook squirm a little.

But I ignored that.

"Let us finish dinner-"

"No! There's no need! I've prepared dinner! He can eat there too. It's getting late already.." there was something so suspicious about his tone that night, something inside me told me to deny him, to keep jungkook with myself for the whole night, keep him in my warm embrace which he loves, which he craves and where he finds his solace but still, another small part of me was against it.