Jungkook was still crying.

At this point, only choked out sobs was leaving his mouth as he breathed heavily, looking across the room with nothing but sorrow. God, it hurt a lot and there was no explanation to describe Jungkook's pain right now.

His whole body was aching terribly and he disliked it wholeheartedly. His heart, head, throat- everything of him was aching very bad and Jungkook could barely even stand up properly and beg to let him go.

He was thoroughly exhausted mentally, emotionally, and physically. It seemed like Jungkook had lost all of his reasons to live because he for sure did.

He watched his parents getting killed, he was accused of their murder, he lost the only evidence of Lacey's justice, Taehyung was the mafia boss' son, who ruined his life.

Absolutely fantastic, right?

Jungkook sniffed harder when he heard the door of the room swinging open, and he didn't even bother to look up to know who it could be.

"Fuck off!" Jungkook snapped, crawling backward, and then gripped on the bedsheet anxiously when Taehyung closed the door.

"Will you, please, listen to me once?" Taehyung said, his voice oddly calm as he approached closer and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"There's nothing to listen! You betrayed me all this time yet have the guts to show up just like this?!" Jungkook gritted out, his breaths were loud for both of them to hear perfectly.

Taehyung paused for a second. "Listen, I know I've lied to you all this time, but I want you to know that my love for you is the only I actually mean it," Taehyung said, his voice coming out soft.

"And dad said he will let us together but I have to give him the video before that, now what am I supposed to do then? Erase my feelings and kill you, or erase the video and be with you?" Taehyung muttered and then inhaled a deep breath. "I just want you to understand my side as well. I had no other choice." Taehyung stood up and then walked to the door.

Taehyung turned around and looked at Jungkook, still crying out loud. "And sorry about doing something so big without your approval, but I expect you're cognizant that our wedding is going to be soon-" Taehyung trailed, his voice dropping low. "-whether you want it or not."

And with that, Taehyung walked out of the room and locked the door from outside.

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"Ahh, I remembered! That- that guy that we found buried along with the other dead bodies!" Jimin startled, making the four boys look at him.

They were currently in Jin's dormitory room, worried about Taehyung and Jungkook since they hadn't contacted them yet or answering their calls.

"He's- he's Kevin!" Jimin recalled, his eyes grew wide. "I think he used to be the bodyguard of what's that CEO called again- Mister Yang?" Jimin creased an eyebrow and then shook his head.

"He used to be Mister Yang's son's bodyguard but then, he got kicked out of the job because they found somebody else instead, and after a week, people say he tried to commit suicide, although I believe he was attempted to be murdered- and- and he was hospitalized for a while." Jimin rambled out before fretting.

"Now I wonder what was he even doing there..." Jimin bit his lip, looking down at his lip.

"You said he was a bodyguard, right? He definitely got the job of one as well in the Jeon residence as well then. And I'm assuming Jungkook because y'know how he always gets kidnapped." Jin replied and Namjoon nodded in agreement.

"And perhaps he ran into the kidnappers and that's why he got killed." Namjoon bounced his shoulders.

Hoseok shook his head. "Or maybe, as Jimin said, it seemed like a murder- it could be possible it was them who actually attempted the murder and they took their full range once again when they saw Kevin in Jeon residence- because that dude got all the bullets of a gun loaded into him." Hoseok croaked out.

Yoongi had his lips sealed together, stilling completely over the bed and he had a bitch resting face as he glanced over the others.

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"Jungkook, stop being stubborn and eat breakfast. You didn't have anything yesterday for dinner or lunch." Taehyung said, his voice was a little stern.

"No, I won't eat. Fuck off!" Jungkook gushed out. He was forced to come to the dining table, by Taehyung- and- and he didn't want that. He was feeling like Taehyung actually cared for him which certainly was not true- what the fuck.

And that wasn't true! If Taehyung really cared, Jungkook wouldn't have been here now, captured.

"C'mon, Jungkook, please?" Taehyung whined slightly and then sealed his lips together, face going blank.

"I fucking told you I don't want to eat, right?!" Jungkook snapped, standing up and slammed his hands onto the table, but then gulped when Taehyung put his right hand over his, and then pulled out a gun with his other hand instead and shot at one of the men, who were standing right there, just in case Jungkook tried to run away.

"Will you eat or not?" Taehyung questioned, now toying with a gun instead and Jungkook started crying loud, making Taehyung startle.

Without thinking twice, Jungkook just slapped Taehyung on the face, breathing heavily.

"Why did you have to fuck up when I actually started to think maybe you actually cared?!" Jungkook smothered out, breathing out.

Finally noticing that Taehyung mostly and usually used his left hand, although he was capable of using his right hand as well.