Dirty Duty || TAEJIN ☑️

Realization

I stared at Jin. He's breathing heavily. Both our hands formed a fist. Suddenly, a smile formed on his lips.

Gunshot

All I can see was my mom pinned under a man with gritted teeth and lust-filled eyes. My mom was crying.

"Don't hurt my son. P-please." Even she's half-naked and being assaulted, she still thinks of me. Her eyes fixed on me as I cried. My arms restrained by two burly men.

The man above my mom groaned. The men holding me laughed as the man fixed his clothing. My mom tried her best to sit down, covering his body with his arms. She's trying to compose herself. She's always calm and dignified. The way I admire her. A very strong woman.

The man pointed a gun on her forehead. She gasped. She closed her eyes. "Please don't hurt my son. He's innocent." She still thinks of me in between those sobs. I know she's scared. Maybe not for herself, but for me.

I cried aloud. The man holding me slapped the back of my neck and yelled at me to be quiet. Then a deafening sound filled the air.

Gunshot

Namjoon kneeled, his body limped before falling to the ground. That moment of my mother being killed came back in my head when a hard cold metal muzzle pressed against my nape. I am waiting for the same fate as my mom but I guess it's not yet time to meet her.

I looked back, it's Namjoon's sister holding a gun. She killed her own brother as she cried embracing the dead body of my former best friend.

"I'm sorry Taehyung." That's all she said. That's all she can say. Nothing more. Because no matter what she did, it will not bring back the life of my son.

I felt pain as I look at my most trusted man lying lifeless on the ground. How can jealousy comes into a violent ending? We can talk about it calmly. But he chose to take the wrong way. And I believe this is all a small problem that got out of hand.

"Boss the car is ready." Yoongi came in running. The gunshots died down. I don't know why everything seems too quiet. It's deafening.

I looked back at Jin, his eyes are hooded and tired. I rushed to his side, Yoongi helped me to put Jin on my back. "Hang on Jin. Don't close your eyes. Just hang on."

Yoongi took the driver's seat. I placed Jin on his stomach. "Jin, I will put pressure on your back." Using my two hands, I press hard on his back. Putting pressure on his wound. He groaned.

"Don't sleep Jin. Don't close your eyes. Hang on." I keep on repeating those words to him. He's quiet. His breathing is irregular. Maybe due to pain the pressure that I am giving and blood loss. But I need to save him. I lost my son, I cannot afford to lose him too.

Not now. Not ever.

***

I look at the clock. It's been four hours. No news yet about Jin.

Jimin finally wakes up. He's in a daze. But I'm glad he's okay. His operation is scheduled anytime this week to have his cheek repaired. His family arrived and are now looking after him.

I sent Yoongi to accompany Hoseok. My son's body arrived two hours ago and I was able to hug him for several minutes before sending him to the morgue. As much as I want Jin to see and hug him for the very last time, but Jin is also fighting for his life right now.

My chest heaves as the events began to sink. Everything happens in a span of 24 hours. Fate really is inevitable. You cannot escape the pain if you're meant to feel the pain. The pain of suffering and to live with those misery.

"I'm sorry if I am no help," Jungkook said as we wait for the news about Jin's condition.

"It's okay Kook. You need to stay here anyway. I'm sorry if I wasn't able to protect him." Jin still considers Jungkook as his brother. "Thank you for taking care of Jimin."

"I'm sorry about Taejin. He doesn't deserve any of this." Jungkook wipes his tears. I know how much he loves Taejin.

"Mr. Kim." The doctor finally arrived. He shakes my hand and Jungkook's. He sat down on the chair in front of ours. "Seokjin is in a stable condition. But he lost a lot of blood and he needs several bags of it. We were able to get some bags from the blood bank but we need more. The bullet entered his back but took a turn and lodged on his shoulder."

The doctor explained more. Jungkook already went out to look for donors. I asked the doctor several times if Jin will be okay. The doctor did not give me a concrete sure answer but he gives me hopes of a high chance of survival. Jin is a fighter. I know he can survive this one.

Jin is awake when I entered his room. The thick bandage wrapped around his body and left shoulder. He smiled weakly as I take hold of his hand.

"How are you, babe?" I looked fondly on his beautiful face.

"Where's my baby?" His voice raspy and the words came out slowly. I am expecting this question but I still don't know how to answer.

"Babe, I know you should not hear this but you deserve to know. Taejin is in the morgue. As much as I want you to see him, but the doctors won't allow it. I'm really sorry baby."

He closed his eyes as tears began to fall. I know he's upset. "I want to hug him."

I kissed his forehead. "I know. I'm sorry, babe."

His hand gripped on mine as he cried quietly in bed. It hurts to see him in pain. Physically but most especially, emotionally.

There are lots of things that happened. Some I regret, some I don't. But regrets cannot turn back the time. The sadness and pain that my wrong decisions caused cannot be fixed. It's all over. Those regrets will be forever etched in my heart.

What I can do now is to move on and do something right. For Jin, for Jungkook, for my loyal friends and for myself.