Hoseok: That's why they call me Master, sweetheart. Now it's your turn. Say it.
Yoongi: If you want my help that badly, you need to give me something in return. Something I can't get anywhere else...
Namjoon: If they want to take you back, they have...
Jungkook's eyebrow twitched as he smiled. "He only caught me for the three."
"Fascinating..." Yoongi said, scratching his nose and looking at you.
Words turned into garbled sounds as your thoughts muddled together.
Jungkook - your baby brother, your only living family - was a murderer.
It was planned, Y/N. By someone who had a lot of damn practice.
Namjoon's words echoed so hard in your head that you wanted to vomit.
A hand grabbed your shoulder.
"You alright?" Hoseok asked.
You looked down at his hand, no longer feeling any warmth from it.
You shook your head. "No. No, I'm not alright."
You stumbled away, holding your stomach as you left towards the gardens. Your hands shook as your blood froze.
Jungkook wouldn't kill. He wasn't that way. He was honorable and innocent; your own blood. Namjoon was a liar. He was manipulative and deceiving...
I don't want to be blamed for his mistakes anymore. You need to see Jungkook for who he really is. I want you to see me for who I've always been.
...But... why was he right?
"Y/N?"
The shell of your brother came into view, a deeper shadow around the edges of his shoulders, and a shift in his eyes that made the darkness stronger than before. Was it the twilight, or were his eyes always that dark?
He crouched down and patted your back. When did you sit down?
"You alright?" he asked. "Don't worry. Yoongi said we could stay. He said it might not be permanent, but if I can —"
"You killed them?" you asked. "You really..."
His eyes dropped to the ground. His tongue roamed his cheek, his response taking longer than it should have. He stood, towering over you.
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"They were going to come for us sooner or later," he said. "I put a stop to it before they could."
"And that justifies it?" you spat, coming to your feet. "Jungkook! You stooped to their level!"
"I was fighting back!' he yelled. "This is war, Y/N. The emperor has taken everything from us. Father's gone. Mother's dead. Our neighbors all starved to death. I buried two of my best friends myself after they were sliced open by men under Namjoon's command. What do you want me to do? Sit down and talk with him over tea?"
You shook your head, mouth dry. "Namjoon saved us. Multiple times. If it wasn't for him, we would've starved to death -"
"And when he left to become one of them, mother did," he growled back. "Or did you forget that he left us to die?"
