Elites of Seoul | Taejin ✔️

Rage

Taehyung's Pov:

"Taehyung what's going on, why do you have blood on you?" I could hear Jungkook asking as he followed behind the doctor and I. I turned to face him annoyed, he had been asking me questions nonstop since he walked into my home.

"Jungkook, please, leave and come back later, I can't deal with you right now." I motioned for him to leave and walked away, leading Dr. Levi to our medical room and closing the door behind us.

"Taehyung, what happened?" He questioned while taking some things out of his bag, walking over to Jin.

"I- he tried committing suicide, I found him in our bathroom, we had a fight, and then I came back, and he was like this, but I couldn't take him to the hospital, you know?" If I took him to the hospital, it would all over the news, that my husband had tried committing suicide, I couldn't have that out there, the damage it would do to Jin. To have his name all over on the front pages of magazines, newspapers, social media, it would only destroy him more.

"Let me take care of him; he is going to be fine, go, and clean yourself." Dr. Levi said while examining Jin, who didn't look to me like he was going to be okay, but I trust Dr. Levi, he had been our family doctor for years—taking care of my parents and me.

"H- he is pregnant, by the way. When he is stabilized, find out if he wants you to take care of it." If being pregnant was going to cause him to want to take his life, I didn't want him going through with it.

I saw the way Dr. Levi looked at me, but I ignored his stare and walked out of the room. It was best I was not in the room, seeing Jin like that was only destroying me.

I can't believe he would do that; I remember the first person I ever saw try taking their life. I had screamed at him, vowing to him I would tell the whole world if he ever did it again, I couldn't understand why someone like him would be so willing to give up on life, but like he had told me, "unless you've felt pain like mines, you can never judge me by my actions."

Instead of going to my room, I walked down the stairs, I needed something to drink, my throat was feeling parched. I could not cry any more than I had already cried. Everything was feeling empty and blank. Today had to be one of the worst days of my life. "What's going on, Taehyung? Where is Jin?" Jungkook asked as I walked down the stairs; he was pacing back and forth in front of the staircase.

"Jin is fine; he is with the doctor. Didn't I ask you to leave?" I looked at him, annoyed. I didn't have time to deal with him, it was because of his father why Jin was like this, and him too, had Jin not met him, he would've never been introduced to his father.

"But why you have blood on your shirt? Did you guys fight? You didn't hit him, did you?" I turned and grabbed Jungkook shoving him to the floor.

"Are you fucking insane, why would you think something like that? if I am going to look to hurt anyone, it would be your fucking family!" I screamed at him. How dare he walked into my house and make such accusation. Not knowing he and his family is the reason why my marriage is fucking falling apart—the reason why I can't even convince my fucking husband to carry our child.

I shake my head and walked away from Jungkook; he wasn't relevant today, I couldn't take my anger out on him. It was his parents, not him. I had to try and remind myself. Jin wouldn't want me to go about things this way.

"Y-you know?" Jungkook's question made me stop and turn to face him, "What did you say?"

"You know about Iseul, don't you, and what my dad did?" Jungkook got off the floor, brushing off his shirt as he walked towards me. Everything in my head went blank; my eyes felt heavy; it was as though there was pressure building in my head. I grabbed Jungkook by his throat and slammed him down onto the floor and swung my fist into his jaw. "You fucking knew!" I screamed at him, getting off the floor and kicked him repeatedly in his side.

He spat out blood and tried grabbing my foot, almost making me fall, but I dropped down onto my knee and gripped his throat, slamming his head back down onto the floor, I wanted him dead. As I punched and banged his head against the floor, all I could see was my Seokjin crying and suffering, all while this fucker was enjoying his life, knowing the abuse that was inflicted on Jin. I couldn't stop hitting him, I didn't want to.

He punched me in the stomach repeatedly, causing me to cramp over in pain. He took the opportunity to try getting up, but I used my hand to brace my fall, pulling myself up before he could get and kicked him in the head, making him fall flat onto the floor.

Looking around the room for something to hit him with my eyes glanced over one of the chairs, and I went for it, lifting it above his head to hit him, I didn't care if I went to jail, he didn't deserve to live.

"Taehyung!" Dr. Levi screamed out at me, pushing me away from over Jungkook. "What are you doing, son? Are you crazy?"

"I am going to kill him." I tried pushing past Dr. Levi, but he pulled me back. "Kim Taehyung, this is not you! If you don't stop this, I am afraid I will have to call the cops."

"I don't care, call them, he deserves to die." I pulled away from him and walked towards Jungkook, who was coughing up blood on the floor.

"Your husband is asking for you; he doesn't want to get rid of the baby." Dr. Levi yells out, making me stop and turn to look at him. 

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A/N: Errors will be fixed another time. Writing about fights is not my strong suit, but you got the point, I am sure.