Yoongi and Namjoon had insisted to stay in the guest house with Taehyung and Jungkook, seeing as Jungkook was in need of help and Taehyung couldn't provide the help that he needed.
They spent the night in the guest house, all four of them sitting on the bed and staring at the center, trying to organize their thoughts.
It was around three in the morning when Taehyung and Namjoon finally dozed off while Jungkook and Yoongi stayed wide awake.
They looked at each other, silently providing support to each other and telling each other that everything would be fine. That everything would be done soon.
A loud knock on the door, half an hour later, brought them out of their dazes. Yoongi rushed to the door and opened it, only to face two constables with grim faces.
"We came to wake you up. You are supposed to report at the prisoner's cell at 5" one of them said. "Ohh, okay" Yoongi said and was about to close the door when the other constable turned back and said "Be sharp".
Yoongi sighed and woke Namjoon and Taehyung up and asked them to get ready. He helped Jungkook with his needs and finally the four of them were ready. Jungkook had to wear a suit because of the award that he was receiving, while the station supplied clothes to Taehyung.
"Let's go. Hwaiting" Namjoon cheered as he checked his watch and declared that it was time to go. They wore their masks and glasses and walked out.
They greeted Yugyeom at the entrance of the prison cell, but Yugyeom silenced them immediately by placing a finger on his mouth. He gestured to them to follow him out.
"After the will is written, he will be given an hour to talk to whoever he wants to for the last time before he is hanged. And once he comes out of the cell, no one is supposed to talk. At all. No sound at all, is that clear?" he asked.
Everyone nodded and were about to go back to the prison when Taehyung tugged at Yugyeom's sleeve and asked him to wait while he asked the other three to keep going.
"What is it?" Yugyeom asked once the other three were out of earshot.
Even though Taehyung was the lover of the person he loved, he never felt any hatred towards him as any normal man would. In fact, he was slowly starting to like the guy. He could see why Jungkook loved him soo dearly. No one could 'not love' Taehyung, after all.
"I have a request. I know it is not allowed and completely out of protocol, but I still wanna ask...." Taehyung trailed off. "What is it?" Yugyeom asked again, hoping that whatever it was, he would be able to grant it.
Yugyeom's face paled as Taehyung told him what he wanted. "You really want to do that?" he asked. Taehyung nodded while looking down at his shoes.
"It is not possible, Taehyung. I don't think the magistrate will approve it. But then again, this is Seo Dae Shin we are talking about, so maybe he might. I will ask and see and let you know" Yugyeom said. "Thank you" Taehyung smiled at him and the two of them joined the others soon.
"You people continue with the procedure. Something came up. I have to meet the magistrate urgently" Yugyeom said to the other head constable and walked out of the prison.
They watched as the head constable and the other constables stood around while Jeon Jinho dictated his will. It was almost 6:30 when they finished writing the will and the statement. Yugyeom and the magistrate walked in and signed his final death warrant.
"Is there anyone you wanna see for the last time? You will be given an hour" the magistrate said. Jinho shook his head.
For the first time since he came in the day before, Jungkook spoke up. "I want to talk to him" he said. Jinho snapped his head towards Jungkook, shocked that the person in the wheelchair was Jungkook all along.
"Okay. You both will be given an hour. Whether you finish early or you still have words left to talk, you will have to stay in the room for an hour" the magistrate said and the constables escorted Jungkook and Jinho into the room in which they were supposed to talk.
Jungkook was sure their talk would be done in ten minutes at the most. He just wanted to ask his brother a question. Just one. He looked at Taehyung and nodded, telling him that he would be back soon.
Yugyeom walked to Taehyung. "We will bring him to the death cell fifteen minutes before the time of execution. We can give you fifteen minutes at the most, Taehyung. I will signal to you when it is 7:45 and you can start it. A whistle will be blown at 8 and then the handkerchief will be dropped. So you have to finish by then, okay?" he whispered.
Taehyung beamed as he realized that his request was being accepted. He looked at the magistrate, who gave him a small smile and nodded slightly. He smiled back and bowed to him.
Yoongi and Namjoon, who didn't understand what exactly was happening, just furrowed their eyebrows and frowned at Taehyung.
"What's happening?" Namjoon asked. "You'll see" Taehyung said, beaming at them. He knew that his request was cruel, but he couldn't help but feel happy at the fact that he was finally going to pay back to the man who killed his brother and ruined his life.
"You can come out after you are done with the talk, but he has to stay in the room till the end" one of the constables who guided Jungkook and Jinho into the room said, addressing Jungkook.
"Okay" Jungkook said, while Jinho remained silent. "We'll be standing right outside" they said. "Okay" Jungkook said once again and the constables left after cuffing Jinho's hands and legs to the table, leaving the brothers alone.
Jungkook stared at his brother in silence for a while. "Are you satisfied, hyung?" he finally asked. The one question that he had been itching to ask. Jinho furrowed his eyebrows at the question, but didn't talk.
"I asked you if you are satisfied. Is this what you wanted in the end? For what purpose did you do all of that shit, hyung? What did you gain at the end? You neither loved someone, nor did someone love you. You didn't even have your parents' love.
You could have stayed at home and messed with your younger brother just like every other teenager does. I would have given you all of my love. But at the end, that same younger brother is getting a Brave Citizen Award for catching his brother and making sure that he gets hanged.
Do you need this, hyung? The whole country is celebrating your death. The whole country got a holiday to enjoy you being hanged. Is this what you wanted?
There are many other ways to become famous, hyung. This wasn't the way. Right, you are famous. But at what cost? You might have won in whatever sick game you've been playing, but you've lost miserably in your life.
You don't have the love that I have. You don't have people who would be there for you. You don't have people who see you as you.
Do you know that there are hundreds of reporters outside your death cell, itching to capture the your death moment? Is that what you wanted? What on earth did you expect to achieve when you went down this lane, hyung?" Jungkook asked.
He had initially planned on asking just that one question. But the second he asked it, he couldn't help but let out all of his thoughts. Jinho remained silent throughout the lecture. He had no words.
Now that he was minutes away from his own death and was being lectured by his own little brother, he thought about it. And he had no answer to any of the questions that his brother had asked. He just sat there with his head hung low, waiting for Jungkook to continue shaming him.
Jungkook waited for a while before sighing loudly. "Good bye, hyung. Remember that you were loved before you turned bad. I hope you rot in hell" he said and yelled for the constables to get him out of the room.
It was at that moment, when he could literally feel his death crawling towards him and creeping up his bones, that Jinho broke down, realizing how true Jungkook was.
'Why did I do it? What did I do it for?! Just why??!' he thought as the constables took Jungkook out and locked the room as the hour wasn't up yet.
He sobbed and sobbed as his mind flashed with dead bodies of every single person he had ever killed. He hit his head to the table repeatedly, hoping to punish himself a bit before getting hanged for his sins.
He wanted to apologize to the nation for what he had done, but time waits for none, after all. It was too late. He was too late. It was time for him to be escorted to his death cell. He cried as the two head constables walked in, followed by twelve other constables, the magistrate and the executioner.
He sobbed as they put the black cloth on his face. Two constables held his shoulders and guided him to his death cell. He felt one of the constables fit the noose around his neck and then he knew. He knew that it was the end.
The lever would be pulled any minute now and he would be gone. He waited. Waited for the lever to be pulled so that he could finally die, but the moment never came. Instead, he felt soft hands pry the black cloth away from his face.
He was confused. He slowly opened his eyes and waited for them to adjust to the light before looking at the executioner in front of him.
He watched as the executioner slowly removed his glasses and mask. His eyes widened as he recognized the executioner.
"Kim Taehyung" he whispered in horror. Taehyung smirked at him. "Hello, handsome" Taehyung said in the same tone that Jinho had used when he called him 'cutie', and enjoyed the way blood drained from Jinho's face.