A Mutually-Assured Attachment ✔️

Part 11

"Don't fucking touch me again," Jungkook growled at Taehyung, his voice was stern with no vestige of sympathy in its hardness. He was panting with rage. Then with an aggressive manner he wipes his blood off his face as it drips down the corner of his lip. "And you," Jungkook grabs you by your shoulder and turns you around to face him. "Why did you come to my room in the first place huh?! Tell him!" He shouts, causing you to flinch.

Taehyung notices, so he grabs you from Jungkook and passes a warning with his eyes. "Don't touch her!" he snarled and stood in between you and Jungkook. "Get out of my house! She doesn't need to explain anything," he verbalized through gritted teeth. "I can't believe all these years I've been friends with someone who sexually assaults women!"

Jungkook grabbed Taehyung by the collar and pulled him closer, staring him straight in the eyes with his dark dim gaze, intimidating him. "Don't cross your limits." Jungkook threatened through grasped teeth.

Taehyung wasn't intimidated. He simply grabbed Jungkook's hands and yanked them away from his collar. "Get lost." He snapped his fingers straight at Jungkook's face.

"I don't want to stay in this cranked up house of yours anyway, you can't make a penny," Jungkook insulted, shocking Taehyung at the unexpected words. They've been best friends for years and after all Taehyung has done for him, he didn't expect Jungkook to say that to him.  "I'm better off staying at my own house, a much better house cause I make more money than you, bitch."

"Okay rich spoiled ass kid, why are you still standing here? Get out." Taehyung barked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Jungkook scoffs and walks up to his closet, removing his clothing and stacking them in an open suitcase. After packing everything, he puts on a hoodie and starts walking down the stairs, finally leaving the house. But, as he was getting into his car to go, he walked past Taehyung's car and repeatedly kicked the bumper with his thick-soled boots, bending it in and completely destroying it. Then he kicked the side mirror until it detached from the car and landed on the ground, and then he drove away from home in his car.

"Baby, he's gone now. Don't cry," Taehyung smiled and sat you in his bed. He then knelt on the floor to get down to your level and examine your face. You wipe your tears away from your eyes and avoid making eye contact with him, too embarrassed to show him your swollen face. He sighs and sits beside you in bed, side hugging you to give you some comfort. "I'm sorry, I didn't know he would turn out to be like that. He's always been such a best friend, I don't know what happened." Taehyung softly said and brushed your hair with his fingers gently.

"It's not your fault," you sniff, trying to get your voice back to normal. "Let's just forget about it." You give him a forlorn smile and rest your head on his chest.

"Let's go, we're going out. I wanna make sure you have a good day today and forget about that jerk." Taehyung bridal-style lifts you out of bed, making you laugh, puts on his shoes, and takes you outside the house without having to change or put on shoes other than slippers.

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Jungkook parks his car violently in his mansion, making it screech so loudly that his mother gasped inside the house, nearly spilling the wine all over herself. "Oh lord what was that?" She got up from the couch and proceeded outside the mansion, followed closely by her husband. He, too, was perplexed by the noise.

Outside they notice Jungkook angrily coming out of his car, slamming the door shut behind himself. His parents grimace as he opens the back door of his car and takes out his suitcase. "Jungkook honey, what's going on?" His mother asked but Jungkook chose to ignore her.

"What are you looking at?! Take this to my room, you peasant!" Jungkook yelled at the servant, who was staring at the scene awkwardly. The servant dashed in, hurriedly picking up the luggage and carrying it to Jungkook's bedroom.

"Jungkook! Answer your mother! What happened?" Jungkook's father eventually spoke up, rushing over to his irate son. Jungkook, too, moved closer to his parents, but his father came to a halt when he noticed dried blood in the corner of Jungkook's lips and a large bruise on his cheek. "Do you see this, honey? Look." His father called for his mother, who frowned at the assertion but was taken aback when she saw her son's bruised cheek.

"Oh my god, my son!" Her eyes welled up with tears as she hurried up to Jungkook and grasped his face in her palms. "WHAT HAPPENED?!" She shouts, a few tears splashing down her cheeks. "Who did this to you?!" Teeth gripped, she smacked Jungkook's arm.

"Mom, this is all because of Taehyung..." Jungkook began to cry and dropped his head on his mom's shoulder like a little child. "He took Y/N from me-e and then-n he punched me, mom!" He stuttered, scarcely able to articulate words. He was furious, yet his rage pursued him to cry and made him want to punch someone.

An unfathomable fire ignited in her eyes as she heard her son getting punched by Taehyung. She was indignanted and she was definitely not going to stay quiet for this. "Get back in the car. We're going to his house."
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Sorry I do late updates I'm just busy with school they assign so many writing assignments that I get tired of writing all the time but hope you enjoyed this <3