Days in Belle Reve blurred together, but Jungkook made the most of it at first. He found humor in just about everything they attempted to do to him. They dragged him out of his cell just about every night to torture him—well, Hyuna was the one that insisted on doing the torturing. Despite having tortured Park Jimin, she had been forgiven for bringing down the city's greatest menaces. Hyuna was praised by the city and by Jackson. She was seen as some sort of hero, and she loved to boast about it—especially to Jungkook.
"Can you believe they see me as some sort of hero?!" She taunted him as the guards strapped him into a chair. She laughed when they forced a leather rope as a gag into his mouth to stop him from saying any of his usual smart comments. He managed to snicker through the gag, but he continued to glare at her. His eyes didn't leave her for a second; the dark stare would make anyone uncomfortable, but Hyuna only smirked at him. "Guess I have you to thank. Who would've thought you'd make me look as some sort of hero, huh." She walked over to the side, and grabbed a thick metal rod. She didn't warn him as she struck him everywhere but his face.
Blood coated his clothing from his wounds, but he bit down on the belt as he panted from the adrenaline. It was a rush coursing through him as he was losing blood with every strike. He glared at Hyuna and somehow managed to smile sinisterly through the gag. Hyuna hit him with all of her strength until she couldn't anymore. She leaned against the table and panted heavily while trying to finally calm down. She smiled widely while she stared at all of the blood that coated Jungkook's body, "You won't be able to walk that off." She teased while standing up straight and tossing it to the side.
Jungkook spit the leather belt out of his mouth and he grinned while staring at Hyuna, "Every day you try harder than before...you trying to impress me?" He mocked while laughing darkly. "Well keep dreaming because there's nothing you can do that will impress me."
Hyuna scoffed before walking away from him, "Drag him back to his cell." She ordered the guards before walking out of the room. Jungkook glared at the guards for a moment, but he decided not to give them a hard time, for once.
He was dragged back to his cell and as he lied there, covered in his own blood, he stared at the top of the cell with a solemn expression. Every other time he had been locked up before, he'd never felt worried. He had no reason to worry, but this time his mind was clouded with Taehyung. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about him for a second. His heart would race when he would think about him. He missed him—he missed him so fucking much it drove him even more insane than he already was.
The darkness he'd felt before he even met Taehyung was eating him alive. It was getting to the point where his anger was doubling, and his patience was minimizing. The next night, when he was due to for his next torture session, he gave the guards a difficult time. One of the guards tried to restrain him but Jungkook knew better, and he smirked as he grabbed his wrist and twisted it. He wrapped his arm around the guard's neck and choked him while glaring at the other guards that pointed their guns at him.
Hyuna was in her office, staring at the tall stacks of paperwork. She sat on her chair while looking through the papers on top, but then she heard a buzzer going off that indicated something was wrong in the prison. She quickly stood up and headed out of the office.
The guards were struggling against Jungkook. The clown had managed to take down a few of the guards and he was covered in their blood from continuously punching them in the face. His knuckles were bloody and they stung as he panted heavily with a bright smile on his lips but then he backed away to taunt the rest of them. He laughed at them because he knew they couldn't shoot him. The most they could do is wound him, but kill him—never. Jungkook's smile grew when Hyuna sprinted towards them, "Oh good. I'm glad you could join the party." He snickered.
Hyuna was breathing heavily and she stared at the guards before glaring at Jungkook, "You must really enjoy getting a beating because it's just going to worse."
Jungkook hummed before cracking his neck. He smirked while glaring at her, "I'd love to see you try." He challenged her. He raised his arms into the air in a form of surrender, "Hurry, before I change my mind."
A guard brave enough to get near him attempted to sedate him, but Jungkook elbowed him in the neck. He laughed when the guard struggled to breathe, and he was so entertained that another brave guard managed to restrain him. Jungkook was dragged into the torture room, and his arms were strapped to a table while his legs were chained to the ground. They tore his top, and he smiled when he realized his back was bare to Hyuna.
"You gonna whip me?!" He scoffed before he burst out laughing. "Oh you continue to disappoint me." He shook his head and tsked lightly.
Hyuna grabbed a whip and admired it for a moment before glaring at Jungkook's back, "You're going to beg me to stop-"
"I wouldn't even beg you for a glass of water, bitch. Fucking bite me." He glared at her. His patience thinning as he gripped onto the edge of the table. "Start already!" He laughed loudly when Hyuna did exactly that. She whipped him—as hard as she could. The session was a blur for Jungkook, but he was covered in blood by the time Hyuna was too exhausted to continue. She was panting heavily but she smiled while turning to look at the guards.
"He won't be fed until tomorrow night." She placed the bloody whip on the table and walked away with a smile on her face.
The pain was nothing to Jungkook, but when he was dragged to his cell, everything ached. He couldn't get Taehyung out of his mind. He closed his eyes and continued to think about his love. Everything about him clouded his mind—his smile, his eyes, his touch, his everything.
Time slowed down, and Jungkook remained awake for hours. Everything felt still, but then the guards started to back away. The sound of their footsteps made Jungkook look up, and he slowly stood when he saw a dark figure coming closer.
Batman approached him with a solemn expression but then he looked behind him.
Jungkook's heart was pounding and he broke out into a large grin when he saw Taehyung restrained by chains and guards. Jungkook felt tears stinging from how happy he was to see him once again. Taehyung felt just as happy as he did, and he beamed as he called out, "Daddy!"
Jungkook whispered, "Baby...it's okay..." he nodded and Taehyung nodded as they dragged him away towards another cell. Jungkook exhaled deeply and he grinned before he looked at Batman, "Well...a deal's a deal."
Batman nodded, "It's over. Tell me the location."
Jungkook half smiled and as soon as he muttered the location, Batman walked away.
Based on the gossip between the guards, the Joker figured out that they had made it to his hide out, and taken it completely apart. He sat in the middle of his cell as he listened to the conversations with a solemn expression. It was a strange feeling—he wasn't sure how to feel, but he didn't dwell on it much. Taehyung was alive, and that's all that mattered to him. The government could have confiscated all of his weapons, and everything he's built, but he only smiled about it.
He was content with his situation for the first time since he's been there.
During the next torture session, Jungkook's hands were strapped once again to a table. He couldn't hold back a smile when he saw dozens of unlit cigarettes scattered on the table. "Oh, I know where this is going." He laughed darkly while Hyuna made her way to the other side of the table. She picked up one cigarette and her lighter. Jungkook didn't break eye contact with her—his smile grew as he leaned closer and whispered in his usual hoarse voice, "This the best you can think of?" He laughed louder.
Hyuna dropped the cigarette and smiled brightly before whispering, "Actually, I have a surprise for you." She leaned closer as she said, "And I think you're really going to like this one."
A guard stepped behind Jungkook with a wrench in hand, and he hit him across the back of his head—knocking him out.
When Jungkook woke up, he was strapped to a bed. There was a familiar mechanism on his temples, and it took him a second to realize Hyuna was planning to conduct electroshock therapy. He scoffed softly, "This your surprise?"
Hyuna smirked as she crossed her arms, "I guess it would've been a better one if I let you see who was strapped in another bed...right behind you..." She smiled widely. "But I don't want to give either of you the pleasure of seeing each other."
Jungkook's eyes widened slightly as he struggled to move his head to at least catch a glance behind him.
Taehyung was strapped on the bed behind Jungkook's, and he frowned when he realized how close he was to his lover. "Does this bitch ever stop talking?" He muttered but then beamed innocently when Hyuna glared at him for a moment. "I'm just going to pretend you're already dead—murdered by the best villains this city has ever seen." He winked at her before he looked off to the side, "Daddy..." his voice turned seductive, "What are you wearing?" he whispered.
Jungkook laughed, "I could be wearing absolutely nothing, if you'd prefer. Don't think this washed out orange jumpsuit suits my bright personality."
Taehyung moaned deeply, "Fuck, daddy. You could be wearing Hyuna's skin and I'd still beg you to fuck me."
"You know you don't have to beg baby. I'm here to please you-"
"Enough!" Hyuna glared at them both but then she forced a smile, "We're playing a game today-"
"Yay! I love games!" Taehyung giggled.
Hyuna hummed, "You're really going to like this one." She turned to the guards and ordered, "Gag them." She smiled when they did as they were told. Taehyung protested by whining, but then he stifled a laugh through his gag. "If you notice there's a button in each end of your arms rests. It's close enough for you to press on either one." Her smile grew. "I'm going to shock you both, but you get to decide on the intensity of it." She paused. "If you press the button to your right, the shock level will lower for you...but higher for the other person. If you both press the right button, it'll lower for you both but only slightly. If you press the button to the left, the shock level will higher for you...but lower for the other person. And if you both press the left button, the level will only increase." She laughed.
Taehyung stared at her with an unimpressed expression while Jungkook glared at her.
"Let's test just how much you truly love each other." She smirked as she approached the machine. She laughed as she electrocuted them. Taehyung and Jungkook bit down on their gags as they struggled to move their fingers through the intensity of the electricity. Hyuna glared at them as the couple simultaneously gripped onto their left button. So, she quickly cranked up the level of intensity.
The electricity made their bodies spasm, but the high made them both laugh against their gags. Their enjoyment pissed Hyuna off but no matter how high she made the intensity, they continued to laugh through it; like they were getting from it together. She shut off the machine and stormed off while screaming, "Lock them back in their cells!"
Taehyung laughed happily as they rolled him out of the room. He tried to steal a glance of Jungkook, but he could hardly move. Jungkook did the same, and tried his best to at least see him, but he couldn't.
It had been weeks, maybe months—Taehyung couldn't tell anymore. He sat on the corner of his cell, trembling as he struggled to keep his eyes open, but every time he was about to fall asleep a loud alarm would blast into his cell. He jolted awake for the millionth time and he glared at the wall with red, sore eyes. At first, he found a way to sleep through the alarms, but they only grew louder. He wasn't sure how long it'd been since he slept, or had a proper meal. They weren't force feeding him much anymore, and he knew it was because Hyuna was becoming more humiliated. That almost made Taehyung smile.
He leaned his head back on the wall and exhaled deeply as he closed his eyes for a second. He nearly drifted to sleep but the loud alarm went off again and it jolted him awake. Taehyung stared at the wounds on his forearms and he picked at them for a second. He looked up at the walls and attempted to hum through a song, but his throat was so dry, he couldn't. He cleared his throat and then palmed the dirty wall before forcing himself to stand up. He struggled, his limbs shaking from how weak he was but he forced a smiled as he stared at his shaking legs. He managed to stand up straight and he laughed silently as he leaned against the wall for support.
Taehyung breathed deeply as he tried to wipe the dried-up blood against the scabs around his thighs. He was covered in bruises, wounds, and dried up blood. He glared at his wounds and mentally cursed Hyuna as he rubbed against the dry blood and winced from the sting. There were bruises against his wrists and ankles from tight cuffs and chains they restrain him with. He rubbed his wrists but then jumped when the alarm blared loudly in his cell. Taehyung covered his ears tightly and screamed through the sound of the alarm blaring in the room.
He panted tiredly when it stopped and then his arms fell to his sides.
Then he heard a click from the door being unlocked and he quickly turned to glare at the person opening the door, but then his expression softened. His eyes began to water as he smiled and whispered, "Jiminie?"
Jimin slowly made his way inside before closing the door behind him. He seemed hesitant as he turned to look at Taehyung and his words got caught in his throat when he saw him—and really saw him. He looked at the wounds covering his legs first and then he made his way up. His heart broke while looking at him, and he couldn't help but cry softly.
Taehyung took a step towards him and he smiled brightly while whispering, "You came to see me..." He took another step and then grinned when Jimin pulled him into a tight embrace. Taehyung hugged him desperately; like his life depended on it. Jimin tried not to cry harder as he hugged Taehyung's unbelievably thin frame.
"I don't have much time." He whispered while pulling away. "Here." He dragged in a comforter and laid it on the ground, "I turned off the alarm so you can get some rest." He urged Taehyung to sit down on the comforter before grabbing the water bottle he brought in. He uncapped it and handed it to Taehyung. Taehyung didn't realize how thirsty he was until he grabbed it and chugged down the water desperately.
Jimin watched him drink the whole bottle with a small frown. "I tried to bring you something to eat, but this was all I could manage." He handed him a protein bar and Taehyung took it with a smile.
"Thank you." Taehyung smiled softly but he set it aside and smiled wider when Jimin helped him lie down. He hummed softly as he grasped Jimin's hand and closed his eyes. They stung a bit from how exhausted he was.
Jimin glanced at his wounds sadly and he hesitated as he whispered, "There's actually a reason why I'm here, Taehyung..."
"Its not just because you missed me?" Taehyung beamed and it made Jimin crack a smile.
"Tae...I..." He hesitated, but then ruffled Taehyung's hair as he looked at him sadly. "I'm leaving." He whispered.
Taehyung's smile died as his heart stopped for a moment. He struggled to say something, and though his heart ached from the thought of never seeing him again, he forced a smile through his tears, "How far?"
Jimin hesitated, "Really far."
Taehyung sat up and he inched closer to him, "Will that make you happy?"
"I just can't be here anymore, Taehyung. I wasn't lying when I told you I've had enough of this—of all of this..." his voice trailed off, "I can't do this anymore. I can't be an officer with people that used me as bait. They would've killed me—it didn't matter, as long as they caught you." He looked at him and forced back tears when Taehyung started to cry. "Staying here would only bring me pain."
Taehyung nodded as he wiped away his tears, "I just want you to be happy, Chim Chim...it's what I've always wanted for you." He sniffled while forcing a smile. He gripped onto his hand gently and Jimin squeezed his hand back, "I love you—no matter how far you go, don't ever forget that." He pulled him into a tight hug, and Jimin hugged him back for a moment. It became too painful to let each other go, but Jimin urged Taehyung to lie back down, so he did.
Taehyung didn't let go of Jimin's hand. He rested his head on top of the back of Jimin's hand and he smiled sadly. His eyes stung from exhaustion and he closed them. "I'm afraid to go to sleep..." He confessed in a low voice, "...because I know when I wake up, I'll probably never see you again."
Jimin played with Taehyung's hair for a moment before whispering, "It's for the best." He paused and smiled as Taehyung's breathing softened, "I don't know what scares me more...having lost the person I grew up with—my best friend, or realizing that perhaps you're still in there. Somewhere beneath this insanity...you're still in there." He sniffled. "I didn't want to accept it—it was easier not to, but then when you saved me..." He shook his head. "I don't know any more what's right and wrong...but I do know that I cannot stay here."
Taehyung hummed gently as he struggled to stay awake.
Jimin smiled as he continued to play with his hair, "I love you too." He whispered before pecking his temple. Jimin was lying next to him when he pulled him into a hug. Taehyung fell into a deep sleep, but Jimin remained awake. He didn't want to pull away from him, so he took the risk and stayed longer than he had planned. "Tae, you have to survive just like you always have." He smiled sadly before gently pulling away from him.
When Taehyung woke up, Jimin was gone. But he noticed his wounds were cleaned and bandaged. He couldn't help but cry for a moment, but then he smiled gently before lying back down on the comforter.
Jungkook was on his back, staring at the top of his cell with a small smile on his lips. He stretched his arms and grinned while looking at the guards. He stood up and stared at the camera facing his way with a growing smirk; his eyes darkened as he slowly moved his fingers before flipping off the camera. Seconds later, he looked up at the ceiling, and green smoke started to come down from the vents.
Jungkook inhaled deeply as the green smoke lowered and surrounded the guards, and himself. He took a deep breath and exhaled darkly while glaring in front of him. The guards all fell unconscious. Jungkook growled deeply while glaring at the locks on the gate. Then a buzzer went off and his cell opened.
The moment Jungkook stepped out of the cell, he took a second to feel the anticipation building. He gripped his fists together as he headed towards the gate entrance.
Hyuna was smiling as she walked out of the torture room. She was carrying a colored box with Yoongi's heart inside. She laughed as she thought about how she made Yoongi hurt himself, but she shook her head while making her way towards her office. She was surprised when she opened the door and it was pitch black. There was an eerie silence, but she reached for the light switch and frowned when the lights didn't turn on. She dropped the box and kicked it to the side before walking towards her desk.
She reached for the lamp in the corner of her desk and when she turned on the dim light, she noticed something in the middle of her desk. She squinted a bit and tilted her head when she noticed a chess pawn on its side with a queen glued to the top of it. She reached for it and stared at the chess pieces with a confused expression. She dropped them and turned around quickly with wide eyes when she heard Jungkook lighting his cigarette. He was leaning against the wall, puffing a few smokes before smiling at Hyuna, "There's a little teeny detail you've overlooked, Hyuna." He smirked as he puffed another smoke. "I spent weeks studying this place. You think I couldn't have broken Taehyung out of here if I really wanted to? Of course, I could, but as always, we have to make things more interesting. You should've known I had backup plans upon backup plans." He laughed maliciously when Hyuna jumped again when she heard a noise from the other side.
Taehyung was leaning against the other wall, but his eyes were red as he glared at her. He was gripping onto something, but Hyuna couldn't tell what it was. Taehyung stepped closer to her and hummed while turning on a blow torch and lighting the tip. Hyuna's eyes widened when she realized it was a branding iron he was burning up. She tried to say something, but was too frozen.
Jungkook smiled as he stood beside Taehyung and pressed the cigarette to his lover's lips. Taehyung puffed a smoke into Hyuna's face, and he laughed when she coughed. Hyuna was leaning against her desk as she stared at them. Jungkook shook his head as he glared at her, but he made his way behind her desk to hold her arms tightly. Jungkook laughed as he twisted her left arm until it popped. Hyuna screamed in pain but she bit her tongue when Jungkook restrained her head by gripping onto her chin while holding onto her other arm.
He smirked at Taehyung, "Check..." He began when Taehyung made his way in between Hyuna's legs, and he lifted the branding iron. Hyuna's eyes widened in horror when she saw the tip. Taehyung smile turned vile as he gripped onto the branding iron with one hand while he used the other hand to grip around Hyuna's neck; making her look at him while he branded her. "....mate..." Jungkook laughed as Taehyung brought down the branding iron to the side of her cheek.
The clowns laughed loudly together, nearly masking out Hyuna's screams from being burned and branded with the Joker's logo.