Protect (Taekook) ✅

V

The real Present~
(Where the Prologue left off)

Jungkook's POV

"Taehyung?" I repeated, not really believing my eyes. He simply stared at me, mouth partly opened in shock.

"V!" The man across from me snapped. Taehyung blinked a couple of times before turning back to him. He got up and quickly walked out of the room.

I stood from my seat, but paused and turned to the man. "Mr. Jeon, please do be seated." He said, almost smugly.

"Why do you have him?" I growled lowly.

"My wife is very beautiful isn't she? I would share, but she is my wife."

"Until death do you part."

"Yes, so as you can see, I'm not keen on sharing a hidden gem such as she. Perhaps I may find another to your liking? The auction I bought her from is known to sell many beauties and rare gems."

"A...Auction?" Everything went numb. My breathing evened and I sat back in my chair. Faster than he could process, I'd taken out my gun.

I shot him right in the head. A crash sounded and I turned to find Tae standing there, a tray in his hands. His eyes widened at the scene.

Me with a gun and his husband now dead and lying on the floor. He looked up at me and our eyes met. He took a shaky step forward.

And then he was running. I enveloped him into my arms as he let out a broken cry. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He cried out.

"Shhh...it's okay, it's okay. You're okay now, I'm here." Holding him in my arms and comforting him made memories course through my brain.

Of when I was in this position, crying in Tae's arms. It felt...almost wrong for these roles to be reversed.

I also remembered how Taehyung was always confident. Sexy. Manly.

This Taehyung was shorter than me by miles. Although I had grown taller, he still should have been closer to my height. His muscles were gone and his facial features softened to make a more feminine look.

A woman. He'd been made into a woman.

Anger invaded my senses. And for the first time in awhile...it wasn't directed towards Taehyung.

In fact, I felt guilty. I'd blamed him all these years for up and leaving me. But I had no idea. I didn't know what had really happened.

The weight leaning into me increased and I snapped out of my thoughts, looking down. Taehyung had passed out, and was leaning against me. I picked him up bridal style and left the house.

The idiot didn't have any men guarding the premises. I rolled my eyes and strolled right to my car, laying Taehyung in the back and then driving off.

I made it back to my home and carried Taehyung inside. "Is that the brat I hear!?"

"Shut up Mochi!" I yelled back at him.

"I told you not to call me that!" He screamed as a reply.

"Shut the fuck up!" Came a muffled yell from upstairs. I sighed and walked towards my room.

"Who's that?" I paused when Namjoon approached me. Uh oh.

"Um...that's really none of your business right now, Hyung."

"Why do you have a woman with you?" He crossed his arms and looked down. Before I could answer, he held his hand up. "You know what, I don't really care. Did you get what we needed?"

"Um...no?"

"...no?" He clenched his jaw. "What do you mean no?" I looked down, slightly ashamed.

I was the leader, but Namjoon really was as well.

I was a powerful image.

He was a powerful brain.

"Look, the deal wasn't important, we didn't need him."

"We did if he was planning on making a move on you."

"Well, good thing he can't anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I may have shot him....in the head."

"Jeon Jungkook!"

"In my defense he did ask for it."

"He asked you to shoot him?" He asked in a flat tone.

"Well...no. I don't want to talk about it. Can I put him down? I need to go to my room."

"Him?" Namjoon looked down at Tae who was in my arms. His expression softened and a knowing glint flashed through his eyes. "You found him."

I froze. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm not an idiot, I know the reason you're like this, the whole reason you built this empire was to find someone. Him."

"That's the dumbest conclusion I've ever heard. What kind of idiot would build a whole entire fucking empire and become the most powerful person in the country just for one person?"

"Love." he shrugged. "Pain. Revenge."

"I get it."

"So. You've built your empire. You've found who you've been looking for, what's next? Exact your revenge on them for hurting you? Loving them again?"

"This is not a conversation I will be having with you, Namjoon. You know nothing about me. Stay out of this."

"I'm simply--" I walked away in response, cutting him off. I made it to my room and entered, gently placing Tae on the bed.

I pulled up a chair and just stared at him. All these years and I'd thought he'd just left me. Abandoned me. Grown tired of me.

I'd blamed him for everything.

I'd hated him.

Guilt coursed through my body as I took in his features. "The mochi is here!" Someone sang. Jimin crashed through the room. "I heard that--Holy shit is that Taehyung!?"