not today//bts

day 9//don't get used to it

          "Screaming in pain is the only thing you're good for," Taehyung said to the already bloody man in front of him

Flashback

          Bangtan decided that they had enough money at the moment to take a break from the gang fights, so recently Taehyung had been extremely bored.

          Jungkook was practicing his shooting in the backyard while Taehyung watched him with a tall glass of lemonade in his hand.

          "Did you see that? Three perfect shots in a row," Jungkook stated proudly and Taehyung smiled at him. "And you looked fucking cool too," Taehyung said, not afraid to raise Jungkook's already big ego.

          Jimin had come out to see how Jungkook was doing, but when he saw Taehyung praising Jungkook he turned straight around to go back in the house. Not today. I'm not dealing with lovey-dovey shit today I'm too tired.

          Jungkook shot some more and dropped his gun accidentally because of the impact of his shots. When he bent down to get it, the sound of the door breaking was heard. Taehyung didn't even flinch when a bullet had swished past his head to hit the door. But this bullet wasn't aimed for Taehyung. No, it was aimed for Jungkook. And Taehyung was not pleased.

          Taehyung immediately stood up and saw a covered man trying to escape. With excellent precision, Taehyung threw his glass cup at the man's head, making him fall and lay on the ground unconscious.

          Although Taehyung walked in a composed manner towards the man, Jungkook could tell how pissed Taehyung was. The members had already come outside to see what the loud sound was and arrived to see Taehyung dragging the man towards the house in a psychotic manner.

          "What happened to the man? Wait why is the door broken? What the fuck just happened?" J-hope rambled and Jungkook turned towards him. "I was practicing shooting with Taehyung but then a bullet almost killed me if it wasn't for me bending down to pick up my gun. And I think Taehyung is pissed now."

          Taehyung had already wordlessly taken the man inside and most likely to the basement to begin the torture.

          "Why the fuck does everyone aim to kill Jungkook? Haven't they learned their lesson yet?" Rapmon shook his head. "Fucking idiots don't stand a chance against Tae once they even think about injuring Taehyung's precious Jungkook." Jin nodded his head in agreement. "I thought that video Tae made before from torturing was a big enough warning, but guess not."

          When the man came to, he saw V in front of him, observing him in a chilling manner. V stood up from his chair. "Do you know why you're here?" V said, his voice cold and almost like a growl.

          The man defiantly answered back, "If it wasn't for the stupid Jungkook's clumsy move I could have killed him." Taehyung's eyes seemed to change to an even more dangerous and psychotic glint but the man didn't notice.

          "And that's not a scenario that you would want." Taehyung laughed loudly. "Even this situation right now is not in your favor. Want to know why?" Taehyung squatted down to look into the man's eyes. "I haven't tortured for some time now, you aimed a gun at my Jungkookie, and you're fucking annoying. Aren't those enough reasons to torture you to the point of madness?" Taehyung smiled at him.

          The man just gaped and reality hit him all at once. That's where he heard V from. That's why this room was so familiar. V was the fucking psycho that tortured so many men in sick ways. The man had watched the torture video but had forgotten that the infamous V had been the torturer.

          When the look of realization flashed openly on the man's face, V's grin grew wider. "I see you remember my torture video? But unlike their torture and yours, yours will take some time. I already know what to do with you!" V said excitedly, clapping his hands for good measure.

          V opened a closet in the back so that the man could not see the contents inside of the closet, but from the sounds it was easy to assume that there were torture devices in there.

          When V walked towards a table next to the man's chair, the man had to keep himself from screaming. There was a large knife that had dry blood on in, a saw, and surprisingly some alcohol swabs and a bottle of alcohol for treatment. V wore his white gloves and then picked up his treasured knife. Unfortunately it couldn't be a dull knife, which usually made it hurt more when torturing, because for today's show he couldn't waste any time.

V stabbed the knife into the man's thigh slowly, making the man scream loudly, unable to move in fear of causing more damage. V giggled in the process and turned the knife in the man's thigh causing extreme pain. V quickly took the knife out causing blood to squirt everywhere, but V paid no heed as he got the alcohol swabs to treat the wound.

The man who was drenched in cold sweat from fear and pain froze in confusion. "W-what are y-you d-doing?" V smirked. "Oh it's no fun when you get used to the pain so I'm going to torture you and then treat you again and again until I drive you to madness. So fucker, don't get used to it. The pain. The fear."

The man already felt himself going crazy. He started screaming at V, begging for forgiveness one minute and then a string of curses the next. V felt his patience running out. "I usually love to hear the screams of my victims but you've been pissing me off ever since I layed my eyes on you, so I'm going to punish you."

V quickly opened the man's mouth and cut off his tongue, filling the man's mouth with a flood of blood. The man started choking on the blood and his screams were muted.

V continued his torture on the man for hours after. Stab. Treat. Repeat. After some time V began to get tired and he had practically stabbed everywhere already. Time for the finale.

          V lifted the man's head up harshly so that he could look at the man's eyes. V smirked.

          "You know, if I torture you with things familiar to you, wouldn't that be much scarier? The tools you think nothing of using in your daily life. If I use those to mess you up, it leaves real trauma, don't you think?" The man was shaking but couldn't scream because of the fountain of blood gushing from his mouth from the lost tongue.

          V got out a lighter and a spoon from the closet and walked towards the man again. He heated up the spoon until it burned and then V slowly got closer and closer to the man. The man tried to move his face away but it was no use. V used a metal device that kept the man's eye open and then shoved the burning spoon into his eye. V ripped out the man's eyes and the pain was worse than death itself. Once V finished both eyes he was satisfied.

          "Because you were so good, I'll give you a reward!" V exclaimed. "Your death," V whispered in the bloody man's ear and then he slit the man's throat.

          V felt satisfied and walked out of the room, leaving the corpse that no one would care about. His gang had abandoned him and he most likely had no family members that cared. Pitiful. But no one goes against bangtan and gets away with it.