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Taheyung was having a mental breakdown at 3am.

Today the college was dispersed for the Annual winter break and Taehyung couldn't be more thankful.

College is exhausting.

-But the thoughts that haunted his mind consisted of Jungkook.

He hasn't seen the elder for two days not a glimpse, no texts or calls, nothing.
Taehyung was worried because Jungkook has never ghosted him like this, before.

Taehyung finds it offensive that after proclaiming deep love for him, Jungkook went missing.

He's also concerned about Jungkook's well being, his mind is painted with the emotions of worry and frustration.
He prays that Jungkook is safe and secure wherever he is.

Taheyung had questioned Yoongi about Jungkook's whereabouts today but the Older was just as clueless making Taehyung's anxiety worsen.

Jungkook's become such an addiction that days without him feel like years.

The ticking of the clock can be heard in the eerily silent house as Taehyung tossed and turned wanting to be overtaken by sleep but sleep only claims a peaceful mind not one which is imaging various unfortunate scenarios.

Taehyung's rhythmic breathing served as background music for the tragic movie playing in his mind.

Taehyung isn't much of an optimistic person, he's used to believing the drastic and the worst.
Cold sweat appeared on forehead despite the pleasant November winter.

He felt an unexplainable pain in his stomach as his heart hammered.
He could feel the storm approaching, he could feel the misfortune that was about to be unmasked.

Loud Banging of the door boomed throughout the Quite house making Goosebumps arise across Taehyung's skin, his mind raced as his breathing quickened.
he stepped out of bed, cringing at the cold surface under his bare feet.

The storms arrived at his doorstep.

The Banging got louder as Taehyung's steps got quicker, he was all alone and there was somebody banging on his door at 3am while the rest of the neighborhood's asleep.

He tiptoed to see the culprit through the peephole and his eyes widened when he realized who the person was.

Quickly unlocking the door, Taehyung's eyes fell upon a wrecked Jungkook.
His eyes were bloodshot, cheeks tearstained, reeking of alcohol and cigarettes. Knuckled bloodied and bruised, hair sticking out in all directions and clothes disrupted.

Jungkook stumbled in, knocking the Vase placed on the entrance.
The glass broke into a million pieces as glass shards glistened like unwanted diamonds.

Suddenly, Taehyung was pushed against the wall with Jungkook pinning his hands on the either side of his body.
Taehyung stared into Jungkook's emotionless eyes as the stench of alchohol and cigarette filled his lungs.

Taehyung cursed whatever caused Jungkook condition as he whimpered, feeling Jungkook's nails dig into his wrist.

Jungkook's dark eyes were a mirror, reflecting all the emotions that Taheyung's eyes held.

❝Jungkook. ❞
Taehyung whispered, eyes shut closed tightly not wanting to see Jungkook's pained face.

One Word, two syllables and Taehyung's calming voice was all it took for Jungkook to break out of the trance, he was in.

Taehyung watched as Jungkook broke down like shattered glass, emotionless eyes morphing into an expression of pain and helplessness.

Jungkook's knees buckled as his body fell to the ground, glass shards pricking his skin, the only shield being his ripped, black Jeans.

Jungkook's breathing turned erratic as tears escaped his doe eyes.
Taehyung was stunned, Jungkook looked so helpless and broken.
So, frightened and insecure, almost as if everything he has ever known has been ripped away from him.

Taehyung fell to his knees infornt of Jungkook, clutching Jungkook's face in between his hands.
Taehyung hugged Jungkook wanting to
Absorb his pain and worries.

Jungkook hugged back tightly, afraid that Taehyung will slip away from within his grasp.

Taehyung helped Jungkook up and settled him on his bed in his room, relieved that Namjoon and Yeonjun weren't home.

He brought his first aid kit and crouched in between Jungkook's legs, cleaning his wounded  knuckles and not once did Jungkook flinch.

Almost as if his emotional trauma was so much that physical pain didn't bother him.

Taehyung kissed Jungkook's bandaged hands and brought a water bottle upto his lips, wanting to wash away the alcohol smell.

❝I'm sorry.❞
Jungkook's whispered, voice husky and coarse from crying.

❝Shh, it's okay.
I'm right here, for you. ❞
Taehyung cooed, trying to calm Jungkook down.

❝You want to take a shower?❞
Taehyung questioned, standing up and switching on the yellow lights.

❝Yeah.❞
Jungkook nodded, still dazed and under the influence of alcohol.

Jungkook's tense muscles relaxed once the hot water droplets touched his skin,
He moaned at the feeling, thanking heavens for blessing him with an angel, kim Taehyung.

As Jungkook showered, Taehyung fetched pain killers and chilled water along with a Sandwich.
His main goal at the moment was to make Jungkook feel at ease.

Jungkook walked out the shower wearing Namjoon's sweatpants, water dripping form his wet locks, running down his sculpted chest, highlighting his abs.

Taehyung placed the advil in Jungkook's hand and offered him water, eyes shining with love and care.

❝I'm so overbearing, you shouldn't have to be obligated to deal with my bullshit. ❞
Jungkook whispers, irritated.

❝I'm not forced to deal with your shit, I choose to deal with it because I love you, all of you, I love your every last flaw.❞

Jungkook couldn't fathom how he got so lucky?
For what good deeds of his was he blessed with such an angel?

❝Would you like to tell me, what happend? you're in no way obligated to though.❞
Taehyung questioned carefully.

❝ it's November 7th, it's my mother's death anniversary. ❞
Jungkook whispered, eyes tired and pained.

❝I'm sorry, I'm acquainted with the pain of loosing a parent, I understand. ❞
Taehyung whispered, taking Jungkook's hands in his.

❝She was brutally murdered.❞
Jungkook gritted out, eyes shining with anger and fists clenching out of reflex.

Even thinking about that unfortunate night, makes Jungkook's skin crawl.
His blood boils with anger but there's a lingering feeling of satisfaction hidden under the rage.

Taehyung's eyes grew wide as his jaw dropped, he stared like a gaping fish before mustering the courage to ask
The question haunting his mind.

❝By whom?❞

Jungkook eyes flashed dangerously as his thoughts ran wild.

❝My Father. ❞
He growled, voice dripping venom.

Taehyung was even more perplexed, he's heard of Dysfunctional and toxic households but has never witnessed or heard of such an atrocity.

-And Jungkook lived through that nightmare.

❝What happened T-to your F-father?❞
Taehyung  internally cursed himself for stuttering.

❝Oh, he was slaughtered the same night.❞
Jungkook said, a psychotic smirk etched out on his lips as his tongue shot out to wet them.

Waves of melancholy crashed down on Taehyung, he couldn't fathom his Jungkook survived without both his parents and also raised his little brother.

Jungkook never fails to astonish him.

❝who was responsible for your father's death? ❞
Taehyung questioned, innocent eyes peering through his thick lashes.❞

❝Oh, Me, I killed that Bastard. ❞

Like, Taehyung said, Jungkook never fails to astonish him.

School and exams are fucking me up, I hate online classes :(
Anyways, please vote!
Stay safe and have a great dayyyy
-S🥀