𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 | Vmin

13✦ 𝐃𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞

Taehyung made his way toward the restroom, somewhere far from the voices of the living where he could unleash the ghost of his past, they came hunting him like a corpse rose from the grave, his bloodshot eyes flooded with tears, the cool air lulled his aching throat yet it couldn't dissipate the raging fire and loathsome vultures

his feet rushed further while Jimin followed him with hushed footsteps he could see the fury in his eyes that didn't let him initiate any conversation or make his presence visible to him, he knew something might have happened there that triggered Taehyung's anger that could have caused harm upon his family and he was making sure that he should be aware of any danger coming their way so he could prevent it from happening.

The loud music and chatter of the crowded bar faded into the background as Taehyung stormed into the washroom, his fists clenched in anger, the smell of alcohol and sweat filled the air as he pushed past the rowdy patrons, his eyes fixed on the mirror above the sink, but before he could reach it, his shoulder bumped into a drunken man stumbling out of a stall, the man turned around, his bloodshot eyes narrowing in confusion and anger.

"Watch where you're going, you blind idiot!" the man slurred, his words mixing, the intoxicating liquid in his system made sure he couldn't recognize who he was talking to; his death

Taehyung's jaw clenched, his hands balling into fists at his sides, he tried his best to swallow the rage that inflamed within him. It simmered within his heart and burned it apart, he glared at the man with pure rage, his nostrils flaring but the man was dying to fall into his grave

"What are you looking at, huh?" the man taunted, stepping closer to Taehyung's face.

That was the last straw, Taehyung's anger boiled over like a raging volcano, his vision turning red as he grabbed the man by the back of his neck and slammed his head against the sink with a sickening thud, the man's body went limp, blood trickling from a gash on his forehead. But Taehyung didn't stop there. He continued to slam the man's head against the sink again and again, the sound of bone cracking echoing through the small washroom.

Finally, when he was satisfied with his cruelty and violence, he threw him down, the man lay motionless on the floor, his face unrecognizable and lifeless, Taehyung stood over him, his chest heaving with rage as he turned around to only meet with the bloodied reflection of himself staring back at him, monster, the voices in his head whispers mixed with the voices of his past singing lullabies of terror in his ears

'I know you wouldn't hurt anyone, I know my Taehyung'

The loud voices echoed in his head with the ringing of his pulse overwhelming him with the emotions, the anger, regret, mourning, everything was running wild in his veins, he let out a guttural scream, his fists pounding against the mirror until it shattered into a thousand pieces temporarily blocking the voices, the washroom fell silent, the only sound being the heavy breathing of Taehyung as he stared at his reflection in the broken mirror, he knew they will come back and he needed to fix it, he needs something to stop them- or perhaps someone far intoxicating than any influence in the world.

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The door of the washroom opened with the screeching sound of a dragon making Jimin flinch but the sight that unfolded froze his body, like it was a forbidden sight cursed for everyone as whoever sees it will be doomed forever and will be bonded with the devil til eternity who stood tall in his horrifying glory and his frightening grace. His regal attire was stained with the scarlet liquid of his cruelty that was splattered across his face complementing his sharp features like a sword does in the hands of a knight or crown on a king's head

Taehyung's dark hair was pushed back the tiny droplet of blood shimmered on his forehead under the golden light of the hallway as his ebony suit helped hide the brutality he performed but his blood-painted face displayed the butcher in him. Jimin gets lost in the path of the crimson drop that travels down from Taehyung's high cheekbones towards his lips and down to his throat caressing his skin tenderly with his teasing touch