addicted ↭ kth ; jjg

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sorry for republishing this. i made some changes.

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"How funny this is, man. You don't know the people behind this." Laughter rings in their ears. V and Jeongguk isn't even showing any emotion on their faces, but inside they feel very, very angry and pissed as they all listen to his voice. "I have a surprise. Look behind your back."

The vampire looks over his back to find someone whom he supposed to be dead already. Mark. He got full but Jeongguk managed to keep him calm by holding his hand. Jeongguk doesn't know what seems to be happening but what angers his boy angers him too.

"You're seeing right, V. This is fun, isn't it? Are you sure they are your friends?"

"Jackson, stop," Namjoon blurted out as he feels himself already sweating from nervosity. "What the fuck are you trying to say? This isn't—"

"Is that all what you had to say, Namjoon? Don't you know how much trust I've given you? Is this how all of you are gonna fucking repay me? You guys act as if Jeongguk is a nobody. You guys actually saved someone who hurt him. And now no one here is siding me from Jackson? I see."

Wings are slowly ripping off the skin on his back, freeing a dark, bony material. His nails and fangs are going even longer, and orbs going darker than black. Namjoon breathed hard out of anxiety and readies himself.

"You don't wanna hurt him, V," says a really pale boy who went closer to Namjoon.

"All of you are behind this. Who are you to speak now, Yoongi? And who even said I'm gonna hurt him? All of you will be dead." He laughs bitterly. "Hoseok, I really can't believe you. Jimin, you are too? Seokjin, Namjoon, Yoongi..." V was fuming in anger as he looks at all of them and no one can seem to stop him now. "Fucking traitors... die."

"Baby, let's talk this out."

"Are you siding with them?"

"No, of course not. I just—"

"Then join me on this one, Jeon Jeongguk."

V strangles Namjoon, his nails drawing stains on his skin, the boy gasping as he slowly loses air in his lungs. Jeongguk did not move in his place at all. He wants someone to explain everything, and he doesn't want to hurt any of them not knowing why he should.

"Inject him."

V hears who said that, and he charges at a red-haired boy to kick him at the gut. It wasn't much of a pain but Jimin still gags out some blood.

"V, please. I just don't... w-wanna lose anyone," Jimin says.

"Tell that in front of the mirror and tear off your face for me, will you? You guys made me this way now."

"We've always been there for y-you. You were always the one who causes trouble and we never left your side. Because we... are your friends. I'm your b-bestfriend." Bestfriend. Is that even in his dictionary now? It's hard to accept but he tries to erase it, tear off a whole page, and forget that word ever existed. V managed to shed some tears. He doesn't want to do any of this, but he can't help himself. He feels so sad and angered and betrayed and hurt. His mind is going crazy, and too much emotion is bad. "Y-You don't wanna do this," Jimin says as he claws on V's strong hand clasping his neck.

Seokjin runs toward their direction with a small tube in hand. V turns around to kick his side before the pin could land on his neck and forcefully bring him to sleep. Next he attacked was Yoongi who was just about to charge at him, but Hoseok was there to save him from being strangled to death. Jeongguk just stares at him as he was being held down by the others. V looks at him and laughs. "Don't tell me you aren't gonna move and help me."

"I... I just don't understand. Forgive me," he says before walking out which angered V even more. He managed to get out of their hold and attacks everyone in the room, receiving nothing back. Every punch and kicks to each and everyone of them hurts him just as much, and slowly his body is weakening as a typhoon of emotions whirls in his own mind and self. He is slowly breaking down into pieces as he pieced his feelings out one by one.

"Why don't you all just kill me? I prefer being dead now. I wish I had killed myself before. None of you... No one... is with me. All of you are traitors. Just kill me now," V cries as he sobs on the floor, crying his heart out. He screams at them again and again. Jeongguk just left. He left him. He thought they'll be together in everything... through everything, but he's wrong. The typhoon has created rainfalls and tidal waves which drowned him so deep in the depth of his own sentiments.

He can hear their voices as he faces the ground but they were all a blur. It's not that he can't understand any letters put together to create simple words and sentences, it's just that he chose not to analyze them and have a little battle in his head. He's too tired to care; he's too tired to listen, just like how a student would snooze in class if he have heard the lesson a hundred times, just like how a single problem is made again and again and you started not to care anymore... not to try to solve it anymore, just like how your parents would constantly scold you for doing a mistake; he chose not to listen.

But there is this something that caught his attention, something that interested him. A voice very familiar and missed, and loved even. He looks up to be held in someone's arms, and behind the man embracing him is a tall boy with red eyes and pursed lips. Jeongguk came back. And all he could do was hug back the man holding him.

"Don't say that, you little psycho." The man laughs and pats his head. "I missed you, VV." He hears that nickname again. He was the only one who calls him that. Sungjae is the only one. And he missed it so much. He missed him so much. "You would not want to lose your friends, and we don't wanna lose you too. Believe me. Forgive them, just like how I forgave you."

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