Doppelgänger✔️

Manipulation

"Oh hell... it's you." Taehyung croaks as he shifts his position against the couch cushion. Jungkook snorts with amusement as he stood to give him space and Mae looks to him nervously as he struggled to sit upright, resisting the urge to reach out to help him. Something she would have done without any thought if they were under less awkward circumstances.

Taehyung seems to manage the task just fine though and is fully upright and shivering as the blanket gathers at his waist. Both Mae and Jungkook gasp at the sight of his body, his ribs showing through his dulled skin and the ghastly black mark that marred half of his body. Taking note of how exposed he was, Taehyung rolls his eyes and pulls up the blanket to cover himself.

"Mae....why is he here?" he asks, and it was Jungkooks turn to glance towards the ceiling. He shakes his head and mumbles something inaudible that has Mae interjecting.

"I called him. He's here to help Tae..." she steps forward. Taehyung narrows his eyes at the oversized coat hanging over her small shoulders then cuts them to Jungkook.

"I came to you for help...not him. You can leave.." Taehyung lifts his wrapped hand to fan it towards the door, glancing past him as he did.

"Tae..." Mae scolds him and Jungkook grunts in amusement again, seeming unphased by the weak dismissal.

"Well, he's lucid. That's a good sign.." he huffs with his arms folded over his chest. Taehyung mocks his expression as he pulled the blanket tighter around himself. He sighs in contempt before leaning back to rest against the back of the couch.

"Glad you're amused asshole..." he mutters.

"Far from it pussy.." Jungkook muses, seeming bored.

"Fuck you, dude...I still owe you an ass whooping.." Taehyung scowls and Jungkook laughs.

"Oh please, as if you could. Plus If anyone owes anybody an ass whooping, it's me. You just worry about keeping your tits covered princess..." Jungkook trails off.

Taehyung's suddenly on his feet, the blanket left abandoned on the edge of the couch, exposing his bare chest and torso. Jungkook doesn't blink when he's nearly nose to nose with Taehyung again. He unfolds his arms and sizes the man up with his eyes lazily, looking Taehyung up and down with an arrogant smirk.

Although in an aggressive stance, Taehyung was weak and in no condition to fight.

"I think you should sit down." Jungkook's even tone and neutral expression sets a fire in Taehyung, compelling him to muster the strength to shove Jungkook in the chest forcefully. Mae's eyes widen when Jungkook stumbles back and before she knows it, she's dropping his coat and rushing in to stand in between them.

Taehyung's bare chest pressed against her back while Jungkooks was inches away from her face as she did her best to keep them apart as they yelled threats over her ducked head. Her palms were planted against Jungkooks chest, him not paying her any mind as he pointed over her in Taehyungs face.

"Stop it! Would you two just.." she mumbles as she struggled to fight against the two men for only a few more seconds until she feels Jungkook grabbing her hands and pulling them from his shirt. She looks up with wide eyes.

"Fuck this...Mae I tried. But you shouldn't have called me. This was a mistake. This guys a lost cause..." he exclaims. Jungkook starts to back away but stills when Mae reaches out to him again.

"What? Jungkook wait..." she ambles after him and he shakes his head.

"No Mae! ..You know what?.. Why did you even call me? Is this some kind of sick game? Am I a joke to you? Why am I even here??" he turns back to her suddenly and Mae stiffens at the sound of anger in his voice.