Breakable | KV ✔

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Jeongguk was following Taehyung back into the kitchen, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's little frame who was leading them inside the room. Jeongguk's hand was tightly holding onto the brunet's hand, clutching onto it as if he never wanted to let him go.

Brown, coffee colored hair curled down to Taehyung's neck, catching Jeongguk's attention when he saw one specific lock brushing over ink marked skin. "I never said out loud how lovely my name looks on your skin... makes me want to ravish you", Jeongguk growled out.

He reached out further for Taehyung who giggled, healthy blush on his cheeks which looked beautiful in Jeongguk's opinion, his soulmate finally not looking like he was dying anymore.

"No, we first have to clean your wounds", Taehyung dodged Jeongguk's greedy hands which wanted to pull him close, getting out of Jeongguk's lingering hold who immediately whined.

Taehyung was surprised to hear this sound coming from Jeongguk, the almighty prince of Korea, powerful maniac everyone feared. Who was now whining like a child because he was denied to touch his soulmate.

"Oh Ggukie, you manchild", Taehyung giggled amused before pulling Jeongguk towards him, leaning into his embrace and allowing Jeongguk to pull him close, the maniac grunting satisfied.

"You're lucky you're cute or I'll have your throat cut open for such a daring comment", Jeongguk growled, large inked fingers gripping into Taehyung's locks, forcing his head up. Watery doe eyes looked up innocently at Jeongguk, thin fingers brushing over pale, blood sprinkled skin.

"You'd miss me", Taehyung whispered, voice sounding so much stronger than to the beginning and Jeongguk actually grinned, leaning forward and breathing a little kiss onto the corner of Taehyung's mouth.

"I wouldn't dare to find out", he said just as silent as Taehyung's whispering voice, afraid that someone else would be able to listen to their words that were meant only for each other.

"Your wounds, Jeongguk... lemme treat them", Taehyung giggled softly, taking Jeongguk's scratched hands into his own, golden skin contrasting black and red and Jeongguk almost wanted to wriggle his hand out of the brunet's hold, feeling dirty in the embrace of his angel, unworthy of his touch.

"Hold still", Taehyung's tender voice forced him to halt any movement, allowing the petite boy to lead him towards the center of the kitchen, sinking down on a chair while Taehyung was searching for the supplies he would need. Jeongguk was silently watching Taehyung, dark charcoal eyes always fixed on the delicate frame of the boy.

His body might be shaped like the delicate form of a hourglass yet it held so much power and strength within the petite tender form. Taehyung was so incredibly strong himself from surviving not only years in a freaking asylum but also the crazy advances of a maniac almost as crazy as Jeongguk himself. Jeongguk's eyes never left Taehyung's form, fascinated by just the mere sight of the gorgeous boy he called his own.

His little angel who went through so much, losing his parents, his home yet never his will to live. It made Jeongguk want to salute and get on his knees being allowed to face such strength.
He couldn't help but to admire Taehyung for it.

"Why are you staring at me like that?", Taehyung giggled embarrassed, treating the cuts on Jeongguk's tatted hands concentrated, the raven not even flinching one inch when the alcoholic wet cloth came in touch with his wounds.

"I just cannot believe you're real... angel... I'll make everyone pay for hurting you", Jeongguk said, Taehyung secretly smiling by this words. "Oh, I'm sure you will...", he mumbled to himself, continuing with his work.

Jeongguk surrounded himself with silence, elbows resting on his strong knees while Taehyung was crouched in front of him and tenderly treating his wounds.

It was an odd sight, the crazy maniac everyone feared silent, relaxed and peaceful even, eyes fixed on a tiny beauty, vulnerable sitting in front of the man.

"Who taught you taking care of wounds, Angel?", Jeongguk asked, watching Taehyung with concerned eyes while Taehyung was treating his sliced cheek, cute pink tongue sticking out on one side of his mouth, concentration overtaking his soft features.

A smile formed on his lips by the question, gently dabbing onto the cut before answering. "My mother... she used to do this whenever I accidentally hurt myself", Taehyung said and giggled by the memory, a pleasant to look at.

"She then taught me everything she knew about healing because I'm very clumsy so I could be able to treat it myself... for a time where she wouldn't be there to do it", Taehyung finished, biting his lip while sadness slowly started to consume his heart.

"Do you miss her, Angel?", Jeongguk asked softly, touching Taehyung's cheek with his bandaged hand.

"Everyday", the little brunet whispered, the warmth radiating from Jeongguk's hand calming his heart. "I miss her everyday...", he whimpered, a tear rolling down his cheek and Jeongguk quickly catching the salty liquid with his fingertips.

"I know this feeling well, my strong, beautiful Angel. And I must say, you're doing better than I did", Jeongguk said, tilting his head to the side before reaching down to Taehyung.

He gently pulled the petite boy onto his thighs, the brunet immediately clinging onto him, a reflex he developed over the time he has stayed with the touchy raven. How funny when Jeon Jeongguk was actually someone to despise human contact... but when it came to Taehyung, it seemed like he couldn't keep his hands to himself.

"You once said... that you lost your parents as well...", Taehyung started, voice a bit trembling from unsure he sounded on bringing this topic up again.

"Don't fear to talk to me, Angel... makes me... want to burn something down", Jeongguk grumbled, pressing a possessive kiss onto his angel's temple, Taehyung melting into the touch.

"I didn't quite lost them, Angel... I killed them for what they did to me and my brothers. I might say, they're the cause for my insanity... can you bear hearing this sad sad story?", the maniac asked, insanity swirling in his eyes, daring Taehyung to come up with a fight.

But the brunet only cuddled closer to his chest, resting his little head onto his shoulder. "I'm here to listen to you just like you listened to me", Taehyung only replied with a soft smile, making Jeongguk giggle, crazy laughter breaking out of his chest.

"You're making me so whipped, Angel", he laughed, pressing a kiss onto Taehyung's finger tips.

"Likewise, Jeon", Taehyung giggled back.

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