"what did you say?" Taehyung asked dumbfoundly.
"I am sorry." Jungkook repeated himself again after coughing another mouthful of blood by all that beating.
Twenty three years being strangled by cold, of all those atrocities, then did he decided to finally let the cold take over the place of his already torn heart, Taehyung was suddenly attacked by the warmth of a tiny candle named Sorry.
The world suddenly felt blurry to Taehyung, Jungkook's face was nowhere to be seen and a sweet soothing melody whirled across the air and lingered; the same lullaby his mother used to sing. That, how she used to reassure him that everything will be right even if there was nothing left to be right with her low soothing humming and painful hope.
Jag kan segla förutan vind
Jag kan ro utan åror
The battle was now between the warmth of these five words and stone cold heart for 23 years. Will it succeed in making the heart pump blood again instead of dry air?
Men ej skiljas från vännen min
Utan att fälla tårar
Taehyung stood still, and a spark of hope roused in Jungkook's eyes, in mind that perhaps he succeeded? Perhaps the crystal layer of ice melted? Maybe what they say is true that sometimes all you need to say is a Sorry?
"Jungkook!" Taehyung hugged the latter one, voice filled with remorse-at least that's how it sounded to Jungkook, he continued against his ears, "Forgive this stupid brother of yours! I was not myself and took action upon my mortal feelings, I have learned that I should forget the past and move on. Would you please bring yourself to forgive me?"
A hideous arc formed as a grin from Taehyung's smile and he languidly said , "That's what you thought I would say, right?"
A shiver ran down Jungkook's spine.
"You did???!" Taehyung backed up and burst out laughing, again. The way his laughter was making the whole place quiver was dreadful. Terrifying in fact.
Jungkook's expression went stupefied from rage. Rage to great rage. Rage that he tensed muscles so much that it bled .
"You enjoy playing with feelings huh?" Shadow danced behind him and he took his heavy steps, "I didn't want to do this. But that doesn't mean I will not."
Shadow clashed with shadows, making two arcs around each other and the whole place quivered with a fusion of the same powers.
"Why didn't you kill us then when you could anytime?" Jungkook frowned against the raging wind.
"Great question," Taehyung smiled, he indeed had many chances to kill everyone. Just like when they were out hunting and young forest spirits sprinkled deadly poison on their tow but it was Taehyung who saved them, and when due to Seokjin's curiosity of weapons, Jungkook planned a cheat trade to weaponsmiths and the whole plan depended on Taehyung.
In that way he could have killed them without even then suspecting anything. They would have died in mystery who killed them. That was easy-
"Betrayal is not about stabbing from behind-that's an attack-it is about letting one turn enough to see the familiar face."
That's it.
He didn't just want to kill them, his wish was to destroy them.
"How is he so powerful?!" Cursing thoroughly, Jungkook glanced at the blood formation on Taehyung's hand and before he realized, the formation was already complete. "Wait-!"
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Sword of the heart | JJK
Fanfiction"you are the one universe choose, Rose. Only you can do this. Believe in yourself." The old man handed a sword that glowed even in the darkness of this cell and dispersed in the air, leaving the girl clueless, helpless. With hope that someone will...
