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Guilt

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"Well hello to you too."

Taehyung sputtered our a few incoherent syllables, pinching himself for constantly stuttering around the head Sin.

"I didn't say hello in the first place." Taehyung says finally, eyes staring down the taller male. Though the shakiness if his voice betrayed his look of confidence.

He turned and made a B line towards the exit back into the wardrobe filled room, but before he could get even 10 feet a strong hand gripped his bicep tightly.

"Okay feisty, and what do you think you're doing in my personal changing room?" Pride says, mouth contorted I to a scowl.

But his grimace wasn't what Taehyung noticed, he first noticed the less aggressive tone in Pride's voice. The ravenette's words were much less hostile than his appearance and it caught Taehyung off guard.

Where the hell did the guy who gave me second degree burns on my wrists go?

"Excuse me? Your personal changing room??" Taehyung says, ripping his arm out of Prides grasp before turning and gesturing to the multiple separate rooms for changing ones clothes.

"Sorry I didn't know you could duplicate yourself and use all these rooms at once, your highness." The blonde says sarcastically, as if the raven haired boy was completely stupid.

Pride's eyes turned a shade darker and Taehyung immediately regretted what he said.

Really Tae? You had to push it didn't you? He could kill you so fas-

Pride took a step closer to the shorter and Taehyung flinched visibly, causing the head Sin to freeze.

Whats wrong with you? Show him who is in charge here.

The ravenette battled internally with himself.

What's this, you going soft? You've murdered people who've made eye contact with you. this brat talks back but now you're afraid to teach him a lesson because he stood up for himself?

Pride shook these thoughts away, I'm not going soft, not for this pest, he thought.

In this time Taehyung had relaxed his muscles and gathered his courage, wondering why the taller has hesitated- he was glad he did though.

The blonde took a deep breath and stepped towards Pride, almost chest to chest.

He prodded a finger into the Sin's shoulder and glared at him.

"You don't get to tell me what to do. I might look like a pushover but I'm not." Tae said firmly pushing him finger into the others shoulder once again for dramatic effect.

Whatever hesitance Pride has held towards the blonde snapped in that moment as he grabbed Lust's finger, bending it quickly, and snapping it backwards.

Taehyung's eyes widened in pure shock before the pain finally washed over him.

He screamed.

Taehyung has had many of his bones broken throughout the years, but it doesn't lessen the pain.

Tears welled up in his eyes and fell down his cheeks like a dam that sprung a leak.

His scream faded but small whimpers could be heard from the boy as he cradled his finger, trying to pop it back into place, more tears rushing as he did so.

Though Taehyung's scream had faded in the room, it rang loudly in Pride's ears.

Pride's eye twitched as he felt a familiar pang of what he refused to believe was guilt.

Taehyung sniffed loudly, drawing the taller eyes onto him again.

The blondes whimpers were now replaced with the sound of choked laughter.

Tears were still falling freely down Lust's face but he forced himself to smile, he wouldn't let this tyrant break him.

"Like I said Pride, I'm not a pushover. I've dealt with beatings far worse than this for my whole life. A broken finger isn't going to break me." He spoke defiantly, his eyes shining almost gold in the light.

The feeling was back full force in the ravenette's stomach. Guilt.

He had only felt guilt one other time in his whole life, and he hated it.

He hates being vulnerable, and guilt, and empathy, were weaknesses.

But, one sentence of Lust's had stuck in his head-

He's deal with worse beatings? His whole life, what does that mean?

Of course, he knows what it means. But he refuses to linger on the thought of the abuse the shorter may have faced. He doesn't care.

He decides he doesn't care.

Pride maintains eye contact with the glossy eyed blonde before scoffing.

"Whatever, I don't have time for you."

Pride turns to leave but Taehyung has decided he's had enough of the other having the last word before huffing off out the door.

Taehyung moves quickly, sliding in front of the taller blocking his path.

"Nuh uh, were not done."

"I said we are. So we are."

Tae rolls his eyes and placing his hands on his hips, careful to not bend his hurt finger any more.

Pride tried his best to look angered, scary, intimidating but it doesn't seem to affect the elder.

It doesn't help that he can't stop trying to convince himself he doesn't care about the blondes past.

There's no reason Pride should care about anything about Taehyung.

But he does, though he won't admit it.

Because sometimes emotions don't need a reason.

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A/N

Hii!

I'm sorry this chapter is really bad I just really wanted to write.

More (hopefully better) chapters will be out soon!

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