BROTHERS // BTS ships ✔️ [UNDER EDITING]

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*Warnings: okay, there will be some very triggering stuff with violence both sexually and physically and worse things. Read with caution!

There is no explicit scene of any sexual acts! We do not support that! Remember this is fiction!

Jungkook groans as he blinks his eyes rapidly to get his vision back. The back of his head is throbbing painfully, making it hard for him to see and think clearly. That blow could have killed a person.

He is lying on the floor, helplessly trying to sit up. There's blood pooled around him on the ground, making it clear for him that the state his head is in might be worse than expected. He finally gets himself up in a seated position, his head slowly moving up.

He's still getting blinded by the annoyingly bright light and needs to blink a little more before he can finally focus. Only a window in the top corner of the room makes it possible for him to see anything.

Now he realizes that his hands are tied, bounded to a pole a little away from him. In slight panic he tries to pull the robe, but nothing is working.

"Shit," he mumbles before looking up. He now sees that he's still in the basement room, on the other side than where Taehyung is. The younger is still bounded to the bed, staring at Jungkook with his big pleading eyes.

Tears are still running down his cheeks even though there shouldn't be any left.

Before Jungkook can utter a word, the door is opened. The old man comes inside with a baseball bat in his hand. That must have been the tool he used to knock Jungkook out.

"Oh, you're awake, how pleasant," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Jungkook hisses as the elderly man gives his head a harsh push, making the pumping headache increase.

How long has he been out for? Where is Jin, shouldn't he be wondering what happened to them by now?

"Fucking asshole, you won't get away with this," Jungkook says, spitting away a little bit of blood that had ran down his face. He's right, it won't be long before someone realizes that they are missing, Jin must have contacted the police.

"I know," the elder man replies.

Jungkook frowns. What does he mean by 'he knows'? Does he have a death wish or something? Wouldn't matter, 'cause Jungkook will fucking kill him when he gets free from this rope.

"Good, I hope they let you rot up in jail for the rest of your sorry life-" Jungkook's just about to throw another sassy comment before he feels the cold metal of a gun barrel against his forehead. His mouth immediately snaps shut, staring at the weapon pointed towards him.

He has never seen a real gun up this close, not seen or experienced what it can do for that matter. That doesn't make it less scary or dangerous, 'cause he knows fully well that one blow on that trigger and he will be gone forever.

"Not such a big mouth now huh? Though so," the male says and moves the gun away. Jungkook almost growls as the man walks closer to Taehyung, nearing the rusty bed.

"What do you want with this?" he almost whispers, anger making his voice shake. He doesn't know if fear is also a part of it, but it's one of the first times he has ever experienced his body get this uncontrolled by emotion.

"The police are already here. I'm sure they got suspicious when you went missing," he states as he sits down on the edge of the bed. Taehyung immediately starts struggling, trying to move his body away in vain.

The elder man slowly places the gun against Taehyung's temple before he starts dragging it down the side of Taehyung's face.

"I also know that I won't get outside this room as a free man," he continues. Jungkook frowns as he listens closely. Whatever this man is thinking, he's definitely going to make this fucked up situation worse.