Experiment 360

11-The truth

"Wha-what" taehyungs face dropped and his eyes blurred with confusion, "I said isn't she here" jimin said once again getting impatient, "n-no why would she" taehyung stuttered out a million thoughts seemed to be flying through his mind.

"Ah okay, then, why are you sweating so much and in your bed...with no clothes on. Wait you weren't just? Ew taehyung this early" at this you blushed still confused with what this boy was saying.

"What" taehyung let out in bewilderment, "I thought you guys left last night to you know, get it on, but I guess you didn't...did she completely reject you cause she realized you were a loser" your face went beat red, that's really what they thought...

"N-no I was having a nightmare and she was just sick I drove her home, haven't heard from her since" he spoke mumbling.

"Hmm, that sucks, she was cute, she seemed to really like you" his voice became slow and unsure of whether he wanted to speak those words.

"Oh my dad was wondering how you were doing, did you tell him about the job yet" jimin spoke, his words began picking up a heavy seriousness that spread through the air making the aura tense.

"No" a simple word fell from the lips of a frowning taehyung, his eyes not daring to look away from an extremely interesting speck of dust on the kitchen counter.

There was a silence that filled the home, no organism dared to breath or move afraid to disturb the unnerving stillness of this instance.

"I can help with telling him, he won't be that angry" jimin spoke, his voice dying out by the end of the sentence from lack of response. "No, I don't need your help" taehyung spoke, his mouth oozing with ferocity, his once delicate and slender hands turned white at the knuckles from his harsh grip on the counter top.

"I know it wasn't easy, it was obvious you liked that job, hell you even begged father to bribe the owner so you could get put onto that project. You practically joined for that reason. Maybe it's a good thing, you were becoming too obsessed tae" at this color drained from your face, it wasn't a coincidence taehyung was put on the job, he wasn't even in a position to have worked with you. He wanted you.

He wanted to pick and probe at you, it was his choice, not some other evil barbaric mastermind, your heart dropped and you felt a pit knotting up your stomach constraining every vein and organ in your body making your insides a churning mess.

You felt like throwing up, he wanted to hurt you.

"Taehyung I'm only trying to help, it's immature to keep something like this from him, you're an adult, you can't start doing these things again-" "SHUT UP" taehyungs fists harshly hit the counter top, you could only see his back but you could imagine the look of anger in his eyes.

Things only escalated, in a burst of anger taehyung found anything to break. Your eyes followed a glass previously filled with water fly and crash into a cabinet only inches from jimins face.

"Jimin, get the fuck out" taehyungs grip returned to the counter, both hands looked as if they were ready to break the granite in half. His head was down and his voice was a low growl.

"I'll come back when you're ready to talk" jimin spit, you were surprised at his tone, he seemed less afraid and more angry with taehyung.

As soon as the door shut an array of items were thrown at it.

You stayed in the dark empty room, you felt the ghosts of chains and restraints around you, you suddenly smelt all the smells you did in the institution.

The oddly warm and handsome smell filled you up in such a dull and horrifying environment, it made you full as if you'd just eaten a hot meal, it accompanied your every scar, every bruise, every cut and slash was followed by that volatile and beautiful aroma.