Ignore mistakes please
Third person P.O.V
It didn't take long as Han was there to check up on Taehyung. John was standing near the door while Jungkook was sitting beside the still-unconscious boy.
Han sighed and put his medical box on the side.
"He seemed stressed and shocked by something. Nothing is wrong. He will be up soon, just need some good rest." John quickly walked forth to grab the box as Han handed the few medicines to John.
"If he feels nauseous or anything, do inform me." John nodded his head and Han gestured to Jungkook that he was leaving but the male stayed still.
Jungkook remained seated beside the sleeping boy for the next half an hour till he felt the other moving. "Are you awake?" He asked in a cold tone and that stern voice was enough for the other to say goodbye to the daze.
Taehyung blinked his eyes and found himself on Jungkook's bed with the owner sitting beside him with a clenched jaw and a deadly cold expression. A sense of fear ran down his body when he met with that dark aura and cold eyes.
"Y- yeah." He croaked out in a whispering tone and tried to sit up, this time Jungkook didn't even help him, causing him to feel more uncomfortable.
"Good. John will be there shortly with some juice. Have it then we will talk." With that, he got up and went to the closet and as Taehyung was following him with his eyes, he noticed the hanging knob of the door. He gulped in tension and roamed his eyes to the main door of the room to see the same condition.
Jungkook came out of the closet with Taehyung's phone and put that in his own pocket before silently leaving the room. If Taehyung was afraid before, watching that he became terrified. That face of the other wasn't a good sign and the way he was given a cold shoulder was another alarm.
Once the room was left with him only, he licked his lips and tapped over his earpiece.
"Wh- what happened?" He questioned the others and soon the answer was given how he fainted in the closet and they had to call John for help.
"He looks so angry.. did I say something or did something?" Taehyung inquired as he got up from the bed to feel the dull headache rising.
"You called Jin hyung for help in your sleep. After that, he didn't even speak anything except for what you'd heard a while ago."
Baekhyun sighed after he answered and Taehyung could feel himself getting anxious about the new discovery. "I- oh no." He mumbled out in a daze of nervousness and fear. Things were definitely not going the way he thought.
Rubbing his temples, he walked to the closet and stand there to look at the specific cabinet. Mixed emotions of anger, fear, anxiety, nervousness, and on the topmost, disappointment were swarming inside him. He just wanted to believe that it was all a lie but those papers were screaming the truth of the brutal acts.
The door of the room creaked and Jungkook again entered the room, this time without his coat. When he saw Taehyung standing near the closet, he came forth with hasty steps and stood in front of him.
Taehyung unconsciously stepped back to only meet with the wall. The scene seemed quite familiar like the one he first time met with the raventte.
"What are you doing here?" No nickname, no baby.. no bun.. ?
Taehyung licked his lips to overcome the little heaviness in his heart.
"I- that's.... I'm sorry." Not knowing what to say, he muttered with his head hanging low, not ready to see those cold eyes once again.
In the next second, he felt a tug over his sleeve and when he whipped his head up, he found Jungkook already walking to the bed with him following behind. When they were close to the bed, Jungkook grabbed his shoulders and made him sit on the mattress while the other just looked at him with wide eyes.
His eyes widened more when Jungkook grabbed his earpiece and pulled it out, not harshly.
"Wh-"
"Shh. Lay down. You need rest." The mafia boss said in a monotone and slightly pushed him to lay back on the mattress.
Taehyung's heart was hammering so badly and it became worse when Jungkook suddenly leaned down over him, practically towering the former. His breathing became heavier as the distance between their faces reduced, the cold eyes still piercing through his soft ones.
With his malfunctioning body, he again opened his mouth to say something but Jungkook put his finger over his lips and shook his head.
"I've so much to ask, but I'm trying my best to control myself Taehyung." The voice was deep, very deep, and full of a threat maybe.
Taehyung couldn't speak after that as Jungkook was still over him, one knee was over the bed beside Taehyung's waist while the other foot was on the floor.
"Sir." John's voice made Jungkook move his eyes to the door. John pointed towards the tray that had juice and some fruits. Jungkook sighed and straightened himself away from the other's body, his jaw still clenched. He nodded his head and on the gesture, John came to the bed and put the tray on the other side of the bed, after that he left the room quickly.
Jungkook tossed his hair back and sat on the bed while taking hold of the tray. Taehyung stayed on the bed with the same horrified expression as he saw the raven-haired taking the glass of juice.
He offered his other free hand to the other that was sort of invisible to the Taehyung.
"Drink this." Again, the deep and monotonous voice came out of his lips that made Taehyung close his eyes with the new feeling.
"I said... drink this Taehyung." Taehyung opened his eyes but he felt so numb that he can't even move his fingers.
When Jungkook noticed the other's totally drained expressions, he put the glass back on the tray and looked up at the ceiling, like he was really trying to control himself.
Taehyung just bit his lips, not knowing what to do and after taking a long deep breath, he just turned his back to the other. "Wh- why are you.... you.. so angry?" He mumbled out in his low voice, hands clutched over the sheets when he felt the other moving behind him. Suddenly recalling the night when he went berserk over a photo frame.
"As I said before, I'm trying my best to control myself, Taehyung," Jungkook replied shortly and Taehyung could feel the amount of anger in his voice.
"I didn't mean to- to enter your closet-" A loud yelp left his lips when Jungkook yanked him up on the bed, hands firmly holding the frail shoulders.
"WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND! I'M TRYING TO CONTROL, DON'T MAKE IT DIFFICULT FOR ME.!" Jungkook yelled... Jungkook yelled for the second time at Taehyung like that.
Taehyung hissed when his head throbbed badly with the loud voice as well as his heart, that pang on the tone. A low whimper of pain made Jungkook lose his grip on the shoulder.
"Please- don't sh- shout. My head... my head is hurting." Taehyung whispered and his eyes were glossy to the point that he wanted to bowl out.
Jungkook sat there with a frown but it disappeared when he heard the word hurt.
Another low whimper was heard as Taehyung clutched over his hair and pulled the strands with the hope to feel better over his scalp but it just increased. Jungkook again gripped over his shoulders but this time gently.
"Why it's hurting?" Jungkook's tone was still sort of cold but the words said otherwise.
Taehyung shut his eyes close when another throb made him utterly uncomfortable. The pain was getting too much for him, making him curl on the spot, it was the worst headache he ever got.
"Tae-"
"Make it stop.. please... it's hurting.." Taehyung gasped out. pulled more on his hair to feel better, a bit better but to no avail. His head was hanging low, hands fisted over his hair, and knees curled up due to immense pain.
Jungkook blinked in shock and when he noticed the other was now sort of thrashing due to the pain, he came out of his daze and grabbed his phone from the table.
"Han! He is in pain. His head is hurting."
"As expected. Mr. Jeon, I handed some medicines to John. Tell him to give the two blue pills to him right now with some milk."
Jungkook ended the call without any more words and called John from the phone as he glanced over at Taehyung who was crying now, almost digging down in the bed.
"Bring some milk with the blue pills that Han gave you! Hurry up!" He again ended the call and threw the phone to the other side of the bed and moved forward.
When Taehyung felt the other moving towards him, he didn't think further and just let his head fall over the other's shoulders heavily and now clutched over Jungkook's black shirt tightly.
Jungkook just ran a hand through his hair to make him calm but everything seems futile at the moment.
Soon, John was there with a glass of milk and pills and Taehyung just gulped down the pills in great haste, too greedy to get rid of the throbs and nausea.
"Drink some more milk Taehyung shi. You didn't eat anything else." John said in concern but Taehyung lightly shook his head and again nuzzled his face in the crook of the other, hands again fisted over the black fabric.
John left the room soon when Jungkook laid the other over the mattress.
"Stop crying." It came out like a command, making the other cry more.
"Taehyung-"
"Please.. don't be this much angry." Taehyung sniffed with his closed eyes as Jungkook was still sitting beside him, watching his every move like a hawk.
"Yeah." The mockery was crystal clear in his voice that made Taehyung bite his lip harshly and snuggle into the pillow to hide his face.
It should be me, I should be angry with you.. but why? I knew everything from the start but now knowing about the reality of your other face with proof, it hurts me. It hurts me a lot Jungkook.
A low sob erupted and he started feeling drowsy. Maybe the medicine was doing its work.
"You know Taehyung, I usually don't trust people easily and when I do, I do it completely. But unfortunately, everyone is very much skilled in breaking my trust." Jungkook said in his still deep voice. The room was filled with heavy tension and Taehyung again felt suffocated in that.
You're trying to guilt-trap me? Don't worry.. I'm already in that trap. Don't make me feel more disgusted with myself.
"Do you- trust me?" Taehyung breathed out in a whisper-like tone and heard a mocking chuckle, piercing his heart.
"Do you trust me Taehyung?" The question backfired on him and Taehyung felt like digging a hole in the floor to disappear from sight, to wake up from this which started as a nightmare to turn into a dream only to end up like this- an utter chaos where everything was getting out of his hands.
I don't know.. I want to but everything in front of me is not letting me. I'm not sure about anything anymore.
"You don't." Another humorless chuckle resonated in the room for milliseconds.
"That's not lik-"
His words were cut off when Jungkook lay beside him and brought him close to his own chest that his face was buried in the black fabric.
"Then answer me Taehyung, answer me honestly..
Who is Jin hyung? How do you know him?"
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Assalam o alaikum :> Maybe I'll update another chapter soon. But if I can't, I'm wishing you here as well bubs. Happy birthday 5ArmyinBtsWorld may you have a best life ahead❤💜❤💜