𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑫𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚

𝟓𝟓

Taehyung's P. O. V.

I stood there, staring at the closed door.

What just happened?

I felt like I'd been hit by a truck.

I looked down at my hands, expecting to see them shaking, but they were steady. It was my heart that was racing, my breath coming in short gasps.

I couldn't believe it. I had never felt this way before, this intense longing that seemed to rip through my chest like a wild beast. I wanted her, needed her, and I couldn't understand why.

I pushed away from the door and stumbled back to my room, my mind a jumbled mess. I collapsed onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling as I tried to make sense of it all. But the more I thought, the more confused I became.

I just desired her body, right? Why am I feeling hurt in my chest?

I threw an arm over my eyes, trying to block out the thoughts that swirled in my head. I didn't have the answers, and right now, I didn't care.

Am I stepping towards hell?

I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. What was I even thinking? Hell? I was just... attracted to her, that's all. It wasn't like I was committing some mortal sin or anything.

Right?

There was a soft knock at the door.I am not in the mood for a fucking company. With a sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and made my way to the door.

I opened the door to find Jungkook standing in the hallway, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in my disheveled appearance.

He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, his presence filling the room. "What's up with you?" he asked, his voice gentle but probing.

I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the familiar tangle of my locks as my fingers combed through them. "Why are you here?"

"You look like a mess," he observed bluntly, his gaze drifting over the disheveled state of my hair and clothes.

I rolled my eyes at his remark, trying to brush it off. "I just got out of bed," I retorted.

"Anyways, I was here to tell you that we have a car race tonight," Jungkook said, his tone shifting to one of casual importance.

"You in, or out?" He looked at me expectantly, his eyes sparkling.

I sighed, rubbing my temples in an attempt to ward off the impending headache that was brewing. "Fine, I'm in," I relented.

✮✮✮

And just like that, the evening came. Jungkook wore his racing gloves, giving Taehyung a nod.

Taehyung titled his head a bit, fixing his sleeve when his eyes fell on Lisa as he glanced at Jungkook with a raised eyebrow.

"She gave me a challenge this morning," Jungkook reasoned.

Taehyung looked at Lisa and behind her came another figure, her. She glanced at him for a few seconds before averting her eyes.

"Where is Jimin?" he asked, his eyes never leaving her as he spoke.

Feeling a sudden, gentle pat on his shoulder, Taehyung turned around to find a standing Jimin there, all ready.

And soon, they entered the arena full of audience. A lot of participants were sitting in their respective cars.

The crowd erupted into cheers and chants, the sound echoing off the walls. Taehyung's eyes scanned the area, taking in the various cars and their drivers.

He climbed into his car, the leather interior cradling him as he fastened his seatbelt.

Lisa glanced at Jennie, who looked back at her. Giving her a nod with a small smile, Lisa gazed ahead with a smirk.

"Let's see, how this fucker wins," she whispered to herself.

The starting lights flashed green, and the cars surged forward with a roar. Taehyung hit the gas, the engine screaming as he accelerated down the track. Jimin followed close behind, his own car eating up the asphalt as he pushed himself to keep pace.

Jungkook's car shot forward like a bullet, the speedometer climbing rapidly as he expertly handled the vehicle.

Lisa gritted her teeth, recognizing Jungkook's car who just ran past it. She dug her nails in the steering wheel holding it tight, until her knuckles turned white.

"This bastard!"

On the other hand, Jennie acceleration the engine with all her power. She was ahead of Jimin, but behind Lisa, Jungkook and Taehyung.

#1 - V
#2 - JK
#3 - Max
#4 - Lisa
#5 - Ruby
#6 - Prince
#7 - Ansel
#8 - Henry
#9 - Marten
#10 - Tela
#11 - Noah
#12 - Freddy
#13 - Brick
#14 - Kacey
#15 - Yeosang

Revving the engine with all her strength, she ran past Lisa who was competing with Jungkook. Jungkook was in a little distance which was covered by Jennie in the next minute.

Now there was only one person ahead of her - Kim Taehyung. Revving her engine once again, she approached his black car and luckily, his windows were down, just like her.

Their eyes met in a fiery stare but for just a moment before she looked ahead and ran past him from the left side.

#1 - Ruby
#2 - V
#3 - JK
#4 - Lisa
#5 - Prince
#6 - Max
#7 - Kacey
#8 - Freddy
#9 - Marten
#10 - Yeosang
#11 - Noah
#12 - Ansel
#13 - Brick
#14 - Tela
#15 - Henry

In that split second, Taehyung felt losing his focus and his grip on the steering wheel faltered.

The car wobbled dangerously as he momentarily lost control, the wheel spinning out of his grasp.

It bumped into the nearby tree, the impact causing his head to slam against the steering wheel. Blood began to trickle down his face, mixing with the sweat on his forehead.

The sight of his car crashing into the side caught Jennie's eyes, making her eyes widen. This was not she wanted.

Without hesitation, she slammed on the brakes, skidding to a stop at the corner of the road. She jumped out of the car and rushed back to where his car was stuck.

Opening the door of his car, she saw him slumped over the steering wheel, blood dripping down his face. She rushed to his car, opening the door and gently pulling him out.

As she pulled him out, he groggily opened his eyes, blinking rapidly to clear the haze. He winced as pain shot through his head, his vision blurring. "Princess?" he managed to stammer out.

She quickly shushed him, pressing her fingers to his lips as she carefully assessed his injuries, her eyes shining with dampness.

She looked inside the car but found no first aid kit. Panicking, she quickly tore the end of her dress apart, ripping a long strip of fabric from the hem. She gently lifted Taehyung's head and wrapped the cloth around his eyes, securing it with a knot.

Taehyung's gaze never left hers. He watched her through the pain, his eyes fixed on the worry etched into her features. The sound of her fabric tearing and the tenderness in her touch soothed him, despite the agony he was in.

Despite the pain and the blood trickling down his face, Taehyung managed to muster a weak smile as he looked into Jennie's eyes. "You look so damn hot worrying about me, princess."

Jennie paused, her fingers frozen on the knot as she processed his words. Her cheeks flushed a deep red as she looked at him. She finished tying the knot, her hands trembling slightly as she gently adjusted the cloth on his eyes. "You're ridiculous."