Right One

𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱

A/n pov

Humans have so many types to count. Because of their nature, their appearance, culture, language, region, belief, morals and the list goes on, an endless saga. Yet, in this certain way, people are three types. The types aren't too hard to guess or detect. But they only sees and notices the main two types. The third type stays behind, silent, calm, but always watching, calculating your move you make, counting every breathe you take. That type is not too hard to found, but not easy either.

They prefers to be in the background. Never actually making an appearance yet having everyone captivated, wrapped around their finger. And, just so you know, they are the most dangerous ones. The ones that you can never predict.

The first type is, watching the greenery of the beautiful world, having the scenery of the mother nature's creativity and pure magical environment while you're depressed or battling inside with your own desire or any unnecessary thoughts. Sounds great. Doesn't it? Perfect, as they calls it.

But but but, not everyone enjoys such. There are people who dies to be able to get rid of any responsibility, just to embrace the mother nature, drown in its serenity, lose themselves in pure delight.

Then comes the second type, they holds no grudges against the nature, or it's tranquility. But neither do they pays any mind to it. They values it. For what it provides us with, the sources it serves us selflessly, but emotionally or mentally, they share no strings or attachments with nature, treats it with no special anchor to themselves nor do they causes any harms towards it. They doesn't believes in the peace the nature brings, and prefers it that way.

On the other hand, the third type, the most rarest and unknown to the normal people who never tries to understand the depth of anything, only trying to enjoy the present and what visible to our eyes, they never tries to see behind it, for the third types goes unnoticed by many, but not everyone.

No one gets to blame them though. The third type mostly does a great act, blends in with the second type, as if their shadow or second skin, clinging to them for a show.

They doesn't appreciates the nature. Well, they actually does but doesn't shows it. Doesn't knows how to do so.

To them, greenery burns, serenity a harsh slap. The calm, an unsettling reality. They can't embrace it, enjoy it, nor can they ever seen or feel the bond. All they feels for the soothing nature is, irritation. Unease. For they can't fathom the depth of peace it provides.

For them, the unsettling reality is better. The chaos, the battle, the web of lies are their peace. To them, satisfaction comes from within what they craves, and that satisfaction overpowers the peace.

They doesn't feels the nature's bond, never tries to embrace it. Typical ‘second type’ behaviour. Isn't it? Hence, they blends in with the second type. Proving it harder to notice the third type. Some can't even find the difference between these last two types. To those who can't see the difference, the second type holds no special place for the nature in their hearts, but feels no negative emotions for it, whole the third type, they are more cunning, the nature is a slow poison for them. They can't digest it. They can't enjoy the calm and peace it brings, it burns them.

For them, the real peace is the chaos. It's so subtle that one may think there's no difference at all but when you go the bottom of it, you see how big the difference is and how much secret it beholds.

Hence, the third type is the most dangerous one.

And he? Taehyung belongs to the third type without a question.

The screams brings him peace, the bloodshed his satisfaction, and the fear, disguised in respect of even realised respect, the biggest trophy. Red, the bright and deep red, the crimson of blood, the metalic tang and smell of blood in his nostrils, the reddish scenery, a blessing to his deep, craving eyes.

He had always found his pleasure in others pain— make it emotional or physical. Likes to control their thoughts and minds.

Manipulation has been one of his greatest traits, aside from cunning and evils ideas to torture someone.

Manipulation isn't as easy as it sounds. Yet, for him, it'd turned into a child's play. How can it not? How can it just be this easy for him to manipulate everyone for so long? You may ask. And the answer is, the very moment he lied to them, they were at their lowest. Even in anger, hurt, and anguish, they'd been at their breaking point after seeing the toddler in such s heartbreaking state.

And at that time, they needed to believe something. Anything. To heal their broken mental peace. Their mental health had been shattered, broken, ripped open. They needed to hold into something as they strengthen themselves for the outcome. And Taehyung had taken advantage of it. His lies had made a greater impact on everyone. They'd been so sure that their Taehyung had never hurt their Ian intentionally, all the blame going to his alter personality.

And then came the truth of Woo-sik abusing the child, fueling their anger. The truth unveiled a secret, held so deep, hidden from any eyes, John and Hyun-sik's deal.

Taehyung filled his father's mind with venom for Woo-sik. Speaking about him, badmouthing, spatting insults about him, reminding him of what he'd done with Jungkook. And his father, being a good father he is, passed every bit of it to Lee family. They were grieving, lost their sister/daughter at childbirth, now that child lost its memory in a tragic car accident, after being abused to an extent in secrecy, and the father of the child being murdered by Bloodlust. The family had suffered a great loss at that time. Sure, losing Shi-hyuk was hard enough, it had a bad impact on the Red Rose mafia, for he had been a great help at everything.

But the emotional damage they endured was harder.

Obviously, they believed everything Taehyung's father told them, forgiving Taehyung without a second thought. Their mind had only one mission, save Ian. A goal.

Whenever any question was raised against him, another drama would play, him being the pathetic lover who is still regretting the action his alter personality had done, and the moment he puts the act on, chanting alter personality again and again, the family remembers what loss they have endured, and the pain strikes again, the rage burning like fire, a volcano ready to blast.

Every question against Taehyung made the hate for Bloodlust spread like wildfire.

And Taehyung took advantage of that. Again.

To be continued

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Word count: 1150

A very short chapter, I know, but can't help.. on my periods 😭 everything hurts and- idek wut da faq i wrote in this chapter I'm sorry! 😭

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