Taste of Ink | j.jk & k.th (COMPLETED)

A God and A Star

"Y'know," Hoseok said as he moved to grab hold of the door handle. "I've been thinking this over for quite some time now and y'know what I think?" Jungkook didn't ask him what he thought and rather just stared at his hand instead, waiting for him to pop the door open and step out first. But his friend didn't seem to want to do that, or at least not yet he didn't. "I think that it's a trap."

Hoseok said this as if the thought hadn't crossed his mind a hundred times already. The way he currently felt Jungkook would be willing to bet their entire ownage of Jeju Island on the fact that he had thought about it at least a thousand times. He had thought about it enough to the point in which he was pretty much certain that he had lost the little sanity he had been left with over the last three years. It was a strange feeling, being fully aware of the fact that something had snapped in his head and finally stopped supporting the weight of everything that had been crushing him. Yet it was also somewhat a pleasant feeling for he felt like he was thinking with a clarity for the first time in a very long time. There was no angry little black cloud in the back of his mind, buzzing away and stinging him over and over again whenever he thought about Taehyung. There was no shaking hands and aching stomach and he knew why. It was because he was finally getting to see him after all of this time and that was just as relieving as it was terrifying.

A trap. Well, he wouldn't put it past Taehyung to do something like that but he felt that it just wasn't his style. A trap was a surprise, which he enjoyed a lot yet it was also a cowardly thing to do. Taehyung didn't want to spring a trap on someone because it looked weak and he would rather risk his own stupid life just to look as crazy as everyone thought that he was. Except he knew the man and not the myth and Jungkook knew that crazy was synonymous with Taehyung. It wasn't really about proving a point anymore but rather just his natural behaviour. Therefore, after an entire evening and most of the night thinking it all over he had decided that Taehyung wouldn't spring a trap on them. He would be armed to hell and back but he wouldn't spring a trap. That would come later, when Taehyung decided to move things onto the second phase that wasn't sitting in cafés talking and rather something much more deadly.

"Hoseok, if I didn't think that there was a chance of this being a trap then why would I have given you the fucking gun?" Jungkook asked to break the silence in the back of the car. The gun in question was the same Glock that they had seized from the church cash, the one that had been lovingly oiled by Taehyung's hands and used to pump more bullets than he could possibly imagine into other humans' bodies. One wrong move and Taehyung might just find himself of the receiving end of the muzzle; an ironic fate all things considered.

"A gun's good and all," Hoseok retorted. "But if he's rigged the fucking café to explode then it's not gonna help, is it?"

"I don't think he would go that far," he said after a moment of thought. "That would mean that he'd die too, remember?"

"I wouldn't put it past Kim to blow himself up just to fuck you over."

Jungkook settled back into the seat and closed his eyes with a heavy sigh. Once again Hoseok had brought up a subject that he had already thought about: the chance of this meeting being a suicide pact that Taehyung would unwillingly drag them into. Again, there was a very high chance that he would do something like that but they weren't going to get anything done if they didn't take risks. If they didn't walk into the café in a few minutes then Taehyung would leave and he would go on to do another rampage of his and right now Jungkook preferred the idea of himself getting dragged into trouble as opposed to the man going on to shoot up an island elementary school because he had pissed him off. This had all happened because he had decided to go snooping around and he felt like he should regret it but he didn't. The situation was essentially the same as sticking his hand into a bear trap and he had known the day that they had both went to the church that this could happen, but he had went through with it anyway. When playing with fire one should expect burns and Jungkook had been burnt enough times as a result of playing with Taehyung by now to be used to the sensation. He knew deep down that the church had been nothing more than a mild inconvenience for Taehyung but not the Sam Yong Pa den. That had hit him where it hurt, in his heart if he even had one of those left at this point, and he just knew that tearing Jimin out of that photograph had been a bad idea but he had done it anyway: cheap retaliation for what he had done to Yoongi's face in the other photograph.