Like Lavender (Vkook/Yoonmin/trigger warning)

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Jungkook took a cold shower, trying to freeze off all the pain of the day. It was snowing outside, but Jungkook still enjoyed the rush of cold running down his spine. The shock of the ice snapped him out of the dazed state he was in every time he stepped into his apartment. Water found it's way into his wounds, stinging them. He endured it, knowing it wasn't the worst thing that day. He had two hours left of daylight before he was gonna sleep after a week of not going near his room at all.

Jungkook couldn't help but lose himself thinking about Jin. Why did he care about him so much? Why did he stand up for him? Jungkook was such a terrible person, why did anyone care about him? He decided to ask him when he got back tomorrow. He was half excited to go. He got out of the shower. Sitting on his bed wrapped in a towel, shivering, he thought about what he was going to do when he got there. Probably speak to Taehyung. He fell asleep with Taehyung on the brain.

He didn't want to admit to himself how much he liked Jungkook, but since there was no one else to say it to, he did it anyway. Taehyung saw something in him, a glimmer of hope that said if Taehyung did the right things, Jungkook could be saved. He wasn't crazy yet. He could become a good person. Taehyung just had to convince him into it. He knew he was saveable the second he told him about the cutting. He could tell Jungkook like him, too. That made his mission easier. Taehyung had picked up on the way Jungkook looked at him. The same way Yoongi looked at Jimin. The same emotion in his eyes whenever he spoke to Taehyung was the same emotion Yoongi had when he was talking about proposing.

That emotion was called love.

That was good, Taehyung could work with that. He could play around with Jungkook's feelings and turn him into a good person. So Taehyung sat awake for hours, thinking about what he would say and how he would say it. He didn't know it was morning until Baekhyun barged through the door with Holland, someone new holding the camera now. Baekhyun pointed at the camera.

"Remember, Joonie, give us what we want and you can have him back. You have until Christmas or we kill him. And you'd be smart to give us it by tomorrow, or his pretty little unstable body is gonna be mine."

Taehyung's heart stopped beating. He couldn't breath. He sent a glance at the camera. Namjoon was watching. They wanted something. Money, probably. But it wasn't that he was worried about. Not even hearing the due date for his own death was the thing he was worried about. He was worried about tomorrow. His body was going to be Baekhyun's? Taehyung fought back a chill, and whilst Holland and Baekhyun both got so close to killing him but letting him go anyway, he stressed over the statement in his mind.

He knew what it meant. Baekhyun was going to fuck him. And it would be broadcasted for Namjoon, Yoongi and maybe Jimin to see. The three started to leave. Namjoon needed to give Baekhyun money by tomorrow or Taehyung was getting raped. Such a high risk for such a small thing.

Baekhyun addressed the camera and Taehyung's whole body went cold. "I want you dead, Joonie. Or we kill him. And the torture will get worse every day." And with that, they left Taehyung.

He tried to focus on the thought of saving Jungkook, and after thirty minutes, he actually walked in, dropping down onto the ground next to Taehyung and smiling. He looked better than he did before. He looked refreshed and clean, and there didn't seem to be any new scars. Taehyung smiled back at him.

"Good morning, Jungkook." He said, "I'm not gonna lie, I'm happy to see you."

Jungkook's cheeks seemed to go a slight rose colour. "Thanks."

"You're welcome. Can I tell you something?" Taehyung watched closely as Jungkook perked up. He probably didn't love anything more than a secret.

"Sure." Jungkook said. Taehyung brought in air and told Jungkook exactly what he'd previously been thinking. When he'd finished, Jungkook sat and stared at him with his mouth slightly open. That look in his eyes seemed to be so much stronger. Taehyung could see he was actually looking at the wall behind him and not directly into his eyes. Jungkook closed his mouth and swallowed, then tried stuttering out something.

Taehyung interrupted him by pushing their lips together, putting his hand on the back of Jungkook's face and rubbing their tongues together. Taehyung was right, Jungkook did love him. He'd probably been confused about it before. Probably not just about his feelings, but about his sexuality as well. Taehyung knew Jungkook was a good person, and when Jungkook's eyes flickered shut and he sank into the kiss, Taehyung suddenly realised that he nearly felt the same way about him.

Holy shit.

That was the only thing going through Jungkook's mind as the kiss went on. He stared at the back of his eyelids and let Taehyung take control, since Jungkook didn't actually know what the fuck he was doing. He wasn't entirely sure he was doing everything right, but Taehyung didn't seem to mind. He opened his eyes again, accidentally locking them with Taehyung's. Although it was an amazing sensation, he really wished his first kiss would have been under better circumstances.

He couldn't help but think that Jin would kill him.