The Red String Of Fate | tk

Chapter 48: Delineate

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Third Person POV

Jeongguk looks away from the broken boy who sits on the floor next to Hyunjae's legs. He had to look away or else he'd rather cry or raise hell in here because his boy was being treated like this.

The boy who's supposed to sit on the throne right next to him, is sitting next to dirt and getting dirty in it.

Jeongguk's had his patience tested in so many points of life, from when he started training to almost everyday of him being a mafia boss, he had been patient in worst of the cases. Heck, even in his father's death.

And then every scenario including Taehyung had tested his patience. From not being able to touch him even a little for so many days to wanting to be close to him every damn second when he wouldn't be around.

To being utterly patient and not ruin everything when he found out the truth and to not cry thinking about his dream and how much he's in love. Jeongguk's limits had been cracked.

And finally broken today when he felt a lump in his throat and had to lower his eyes to because they were fucking getting glossy.

Is this what love does to you huh? How could such a beautiful thing be so painful?

The only thing Jeongguk ever thought doesn't exist for him, he ended up as it's victim. And it surprises him how he doesn't want to run away from it rather stay and save it.

If he runs away from love then he'll run away from Taehyung. Because Taehyung is his entire definition and explanation of love, in all its aspects and dimensions. All of them. Taehyung is love.

"My doll here is a little sad today that's why he's a bit down." Hyunjae says while stroking Taehyung's hair.

"His grandmother died just recently." There was a mock in Hyunjae's words, pain in Taehyung's eyes and shock in Jeongguk's eyes.

"I hope that wouldn't hinder the magnificent performance we're here to see." One of the men there says.

"Since Jeon Jeongguk here had us deprived of this beauty for months." He laughs mockingly.

"What happened though? Got tired of this sl*t?" The man says with a dirty smirk.

"These sl*ts don't last longer anyways. Always get boring." He adds.

Namjoon watches Jeongguk briefly, fascinated, always has been of how controlled Jeongguk can be in such situations. Yet his heart wanting for Jeongguk to lose control and end every motherfuc*er present here.

"Though this one can be as bad as he wants and I'll forgive him everytime." He says with a dirty tone, looks at Taehyung with a dirty gaze and Jeongguk is so close to ripping him to pieces.

Hyunjae snickers at that, the one that resembles the laugh of a victory because it's true, right at this moment that Hyunjae has Taehyung and that means he's won the whole treasure of the world.

"I just gave him to Jeon Jeongguk for a while, it's no big deal. My doll was always meant to come back to me." Hyunjae says as he caresses Taehyung's cheeks.

Becomes gentle only infront of them.

"Isn't that true Jeon? I gave him to you and you were always meant to return it to him. It's okay if some alterations were made. I forgive him." He says suggestive.

Jeongguk says nothing. Taehyung didn't expect him to either.

He's just here, sitting next to a bastard's feet, letting him humiliate him because there is nothing else he can do.