"You'd be scared too, seeing what I've seen, knowing what I know," he clasps his hands together, the array of spiked and shiny rings glisten in the dim lighting.
"Then why rope me into this?"
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Jeon Jungkook, a gang leader to be scared of, takes a...
| CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR | TRIGGER WARNING: GORE, MENTIONS OF SELF HARM AND SUICIDE
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Blank eyes stare down into the lifeless ones. Daejung is left stuck, unsure whether to burst out in a fit of rage or cry for the one he lived. Even now, time is of the essence. As the fearsome gang leader can hear the sound of a battle fast approaching. With shaky hands, Daejung runs his fingers through his deceased lover's hair. When suddenly, Daejung remembers his precious hostage. "If I can't be happy, neither can Jungkook," Daejung's deep voice growls. A newfound rage pumps through the gang leader's veins. One which releases something primal within him, something to be feared. Without a second thought, Daejung pulls a gun from his belt and storms out of his office.
Blood splatters decorate his walls. Dead bodies litter the halls ways. The attack has already torn through here. And by the sounds of increasing screaming, Daejung should run to get to Taehyung before he loses the fight. Gunshots seem to ring from every direction. Yet in Daejung's distraught state, the male can't even bring himself to duck. The gang leader's eyes soon land on his right-hand man. Or what's left of him.
The male's skull has been practically blown open, blood seeps from his now-empty eye socket, as the mushed eyeball curls around the still steaming bullet. Daejung numbly continues to walk forward, barely taking notice to his guards, trying to lead him away from the concentrated danger. "If I can't have Hyejin, Jungkook can't have Taehyung," Daejung growls to his officers, as they attempt to pull their boss away.
Maybe that's when it hits them. Everything Hyejin said was true. Daejung has gone too far. Without a second word, the guards tear off down the hall in the opposite direction, leaving their boss to continue his murder mission. Silently, Daejung hurriedly makes his way down to his favourite torture room.
Unaware of the second set of footsteps following him.
Silently, Daejung takes all the secret passageways, trying to get to Taehyung before he gets shot. Before finally reaching the particular door. A sickening smile spreads across the gang leader's face. Upon entering the room, Daejung finds Taehyung exhausted, laying spread out on the cold concrete floor. A dark liquid surrounds the blonde. "No," Daejung whispers in his anger. A heat rises within the gang leader. "YOU CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS FROM ME! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU KILL YOURSELF!" The leader spits, storming over the lifeless body.
"Couldn't fucking handle it, huh?" Daejung growls, quickly pulling out his gun. Yet before he can cock his weapon, the sound of a click behind him, tells him that he's not alone.
"Put the gun down," a firm order instructs. The voice is deep and full of hate, which makes Daejung chuckle, as the gang leader throws the gun away from himself. "Turn around slowly," Jungkook snaps. Lazily, Daejung spins to face the man he's been taunting for the past month.
A sick smile still plays at the twisted man's lips, "you're too late. The weakling fucking offed himself. Isn't that hilarious?" Daejung laughs, raising his hands above his head.
Jungkook's face is stone-cold as if all emotion is sucked out of him. "Namjoon, cuff the mother fucker. Add him to the lineup," Jungkook orders. Daejung allows everything around him to play out. "Thanks for killing the whore," Jungkook whispers into Daejung's ear, as the gang leader is pushed past. As soon as the sound of Daejung's screams become nothing but little chirps in the air, does Jungkook run down to his boyfriend's side. "Taehyung, Taehyung it's me... You're okay now," the male whispers, shaky hands coming up to turn the blonde over. It's as if the room stills. Taehyung's wrists have been pulled apart, bitten at and in some spots, whole chunks of flesh taken out. "Taehyung... Please... Don't be gone," the infamous gang leader whispers. Tears welling in his eyes.
Slowly, the blonde's eyes drift over to look in Jungkook's general direction. Yet, there's no recognition in his eyes. As if Jungkook is just a stranger.
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"I WILL FUCKING KILL HIM! IF HE'S NOT DEAD I'LL MAKE SURE OF IT!" Daejung screams at Jimin, as the silver-head boy crouches down in front of the gang leader.
The whole room collectively gives a sigh of relief as Daejung pauses for a moment to catch his breath. Just before he can open his mouth again, another voice interrupts, "my fucking god, do you ever shut up?" Jungkook snaps, as he slowly enters the room. With a precious cargo collected in his arms.
Daejung falls silent as his eyes land upon the very alive hostage. Although his eyes are glossy and his body seems hollow. "How the fuck did you-"
"I don't remember giving you permission to speak," Jungkook snaps quickly. With particular care, Taehyung is delicately placed down into the care of Seokjin, Yoongi and Lisa. "What the fuck were you thinking? Trying to come after me?" Jungkook growls, now walking over to his hostage. "You think I lose? You think that anything good could come out of this? Your work was sloppy, you didn't even pop up on my radar until five months ago. Then you, with the weakest following I've ever seen, tries to rival me?"
Daejung laughs, lulling his head back, "your boyfriend has a nice ass."
The room becomes cold, as Jungkook's face drops, "goodnight, Daejung." Two swift movements later and Jungkook has his gun, ready at Daejung's temple.
"WAIT!"
Everyone looks over to the unusually deep voice. Taehyung rises to his feet, attracting the attention of the entire room as he saunters over to his captor. Jungkook hesitantly stands up, allowing his lover to stand in front of the scum. All eyes are glued onto Taehyung, as they inspect the scars running down his body. Black and blue bruises are on a clear display along with the deep wounds from his own infliction. Carefully, Taehyung lowers himself down to Daejung's eye level. "Can't get enough of me? Even now?" Daejung smirks.
All comments are met with Taehyung's dead face. But now, in his eyes, there's a spark. Rage. Pure rage. The kind to fear. A shiver flows through Daejung. "I said I'd fucking curb stomp your head," Taehyung growls. The room looks on in disbelief, as the once harmless Taehyung rises back to his feet and delivers a hard kick to Daejung's head. No one dares makes a peep as Taehyung's footsteps onto Daejung's head. "Go to hell," the dead-eyed boy growls. A stomach-churning crunch rings throughout the room, as Taehyung's foot stomps down onto the gang leader's skull. Jungkook feels as though his eyes deceive him, as the man how couldn't even bear to talk about his work, is now violently stomping down on his attackers head.
Daejung's skull cracks open in awkward ways, spraying blood and bits of the squishy tissue all over the cold concrete floor. The soft flesh is beaten into the ground, as Taehyung's foot doesn't stop pummeling into Daejung's head until the male is unrecognisable. Face destroyed entirely with no distinctive features, as it's more blood and bones than anything else. Bits of skull splinter and poke out in awkward ways which make the whole room cringe. As all eyes are stuck on the bloody sight. Daejung's loyalists look on in disbelief. The dead-eyed boy they once defiled, so quiet and plaint, has turned into a monster. "Fucking kill the rest," Taehyung orders, his eyes boring into the men who once ruled him.
No one dares to hesitate before filling out Taehyung's orders, terrified of what he will do next. Jungkook gingerly approaches his boyfriend, "come, let's get you home," the gang leader whispers, trying not to trigger his love. But as quickly as the switch flipped to rage, it flipped back. Taehyung's eyes gloss over once again, as his conscious instinctively retreats back into the save haven, which is his mind.
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