lost | A 김태형 Centric | ✓

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Just like the moon,
I had a dark side.
so dark, that even Stars
couldn't shine on it.
Just like the moon,
I had a cold side.
So cold, then even Sun
couldn't burn on it.

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Have this ever happened to you that you are hurt somewhere but still you are supposed to do the work and it hurts like hell ?? Even Period pain ??

Well V was suffering worse than that. The performance ended with a perfect fan chant and the music stopped and the audience fell into loud screams and cheers.

"Army!" Namjoon cheered and the screams went louder.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Namjoon asked and everyone screamed a yes.

V tried to smile but he just wanted to sit right now. Yoongi eyed him and then passed him a smirk.

"Tae-ah!" Jungkook said and made his way to the older, the crowd went wild when Jungkook back hugged him and rested his chin the his shoulder.

Jungkook wrapped his arm around V's abdomen and tightened his grip hard, and V bit back a groan of pain; Jungkook was doing this on purpose.

"Yes Kookie!" He said, mimicking Taehyung's soft deep voice.
Wild crowd, grown wilder.

"Do you love our fans?" Jungkook asked.
"I love them!" V cheered and everyone screamed and hooted and the nearby people cat called cheesily.

The band goofed around for a while and then gave their thank you speeches and then exited.

The moment the boys went to the back stage, V half raced to the restrooms and locked himself in a cubicle. He hissed his pain and lifted his shirt a little, some cuts on his abdomen had started to bleed.

He male hit his head back against the door and bit his lip to hold back the groans of pain.

"Tae you inside?" He heard a stylist call for him.
"I'm here hyung" He answered back.
"Come out soon buddy, let me help you remove the make up" He said.
"No S'okay I can do it, Thanks!" V said.

"You sure?"
"Yup!" V said and the stylist gave a half hearted okay and left.

V sighed and grabbed some toilet paper, wiping off the blood so it wouldn't stain his shirt. Lucky it wasn't white. He threw the blood soaked paper in the toilet and flushed it away.

He sighed and let his shirt fall back into place and went out. The moment the boy stepped out he was face to face with Jungkook. V's breaths halted for a second.

Damn if he touches me again, I'm banging his head against the counter top.

V thought as Jungkook neared to him and stood still when their faces were just inches apart. His warm breaths brushed V's face and the mischievous glint in his eyes was evident.

"Does it hurts?" Jungkook tried to sound innocent but V could pick out the mock underneath the surface of his Busan Satoori.

This up close V could make out all the details on the face of the younger. His brown eyes shadowed with mischief and mock. The gentle curves of his lips and a little mole just underneath his lower lip. The small scar which he got in childhood was more evident when he pulled in his cheek muscles, making him look more dominant.

If V wasn't experienced with these kind of dominant looks, he was sure that he would have looked away and broken the eye contact.

Jungkook rested his hand on either side of the head of the older and trapped him between his arms.

"I asked a question Tae...Does.it.hurts?" Jungkook asked emphasizing every word.
V unconsciously shook his head, denying that his abdomen was on fire and he wanted to curl into a ball and stay like that until the pain was gone.

Jungkook frowned and pressed his fingers against the stomach of the older and digging in. V let out a yelp and toppled over from pain, his head hitting Jungkook's shoulder as he tried to remove the hand of the younger.

"Now does it hurts?" Jungkook asked innocently and V groaned, his eyes brimming with tears.
"Words baby words" Jungkook said digging harder, he could feel the wet feeling of blood seeping through the wounds.

"Y-yes" V finally gave up and Jungkook hummed and suddenly back off, the older collapsed on the floor and wheezed while clutching his stomach.

"Pathetic son of a bitch" Jungkook hissed and walked out of the restroom. V curled down as he head touched the tiled floor and he groaned. If someone saw him like this, his is so screwed.

V wedged his elbow against the floor and took it's support to sit up. His breaths were heavy by this time and black and white dots swam in his vision. He had lost his hold on handling his pain.

V gripped the edge of the counter and stood up on shaky legs. He made the mistake of meeting his own eyes in the mirror, his hair were messed up and stuck out in all directions with beads of sweat on his forehead; slowly trailing down his cheekbones. His eyes were filled with tears and blood shot near the edges. He looked like a monster.

"V~~" He heard a voice and looked over his shoulder, thinking it is someone behind him but then he realised that it wasn't coming from behind or any of the cubicle. V closed his eyes and let out a shaky breaths before looking into the mirror. His eye contact was shaky but he swear that the mirror image was entirely different than him.

"Hello V" The sweet voice spoke as he smiled down at the male.
"Taehyung?" V whispered, he gotta be dreaming.
"Hey buddy" Taehyung said and then he started smirking but V wasn't.

V stumbled back from shook and hit something solid and looked behind as Yoongi gripped on V from behind with a furrowed eyebrows.

V looked back at the mirror and saw his reflection back to normal and then his vision blacked out.
Yoongi gripped on the younger when he suddenly passed out a cold in his arms.