His Darkest Desire ||Taekook||

chapter six

An hour later Taehyung is sitting in the same bedroom he first had woken up after his black out, the room filling with minimum light. It was probably because the whole theme set for the room was dark and no source of light came through any windows which made him even more depressed. There was no getting out of here.

After Jungkook sent him to the room that he was in yesterday, he locked the doors and only let in one maid to bring in food. Taehyung was starting to get frustrated at this point. Who the hell does he think he is? First he kidnaps him, then he throws him out the window and now he's locking him up.

"I'm not hungry." he mumbled, kicking his legs to remove the covers off his body. It was probably 85 degrees in the room and he was sweating profusely. The maid's eyes soften as she sighs before holding up the spoon for the fifth time. Honestly he felt bad for ignoring her efforts in making him eat, but hunger was the last thing he thought of.

He missed Mina. After everything that's happened, he still had some hope in him that Mina was out there looking for him. But then he chuckled bitterly. She couldn't care less if he were dead by now. On the other hand Jungkook's maid wasn't allowed to speak to him even if it meant trying to make him eat. He still had the fright in his eyes after Jungkook's attempt at almost killing him.

Those dark mysterious eyes that bored into him only made him curious as to who he was. There was a barrier that was trying to break through between them and even if they tried to act civil, Jungkook would still treat him rudely. But who was he kidding. Some memories of his eight year old self, he has forgotten. What confuses him the most is what does Jungkook want with him? Does he want to kill him like all the other people he killed yesterday?

He sighed at his stupid thoughts and looks at the maid who waits patiently for him to take the food. It must have gotten cold by now considering she brought it a while ago. Hesitantly he opened his mouth and took a bite out of it. He was pretty hungry since the only thing he remembered eating was yesterday's breakfast.

So eating the now cold food still tasted delicious as he continued to savor the taste. Taehyung looked away mortified from hearing his stomach grumble only getting a small chuckle from the maid. It's nice to have at least some company, although she hasn't said anything, her presence calmed him a bit.

Hopefully he'll get out of here soon. 'Yes Taehyung. You need to stay strong. Remember what Hoseok taught you and use that as your weapon.' He thought gulping down the glass of water. It looks harder than it seems, but he's going to give it his best try. He was positive to not let himself down this time and hoped his death wasn't soon.

"Thank you." he  smiles halfheartedly at the maid even though he was barely holding himself together.

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"What's so important that you needed to tell me?" Jungkook pokes the inside of his cheek as his sharp gaze lands on Jin, his assistant and his eldest hyung. Jin worked for him a couple of years ago and has been with him since and keeps a track of Jungkook's Mafia work.

They're all in the office room after Jin had suddenly called them both for a meeting, since the majority of them had to do with his mafia work. Of course Jin had to fill them in with something, but his hyung looked really serious which caused Jungkook to turn rigid. His focus is solely on him as he watches his hyung from across the wooden desk.

Jimin stood at the edge of the couch with a bored look on his face. Something tells him that whatever Jin hyung was about to say wasn't going to be pleasant. So he sits himself down on one of the chairs and crosses his legs over the other. His mind wanders back to the hospital and the doctor's information about Taehyung or supposedly this Kim V.