Taehyung POV
It was a rather rough episode. And when he was done, he didn’t even untie me, simply dressed and left. The door slammed shut with finality.
I collapsed onto the bed, not even able to move, I hurt so bad. I pressed my hands close to my chest and stared at the wall. I didn’t cry anymore. It was true, after fifteen years, I’d stopped caring. My brother took everything from me, in quite a literal sense.
I stayed like that for hours, staring blankly at the wall. Suddenly, the door opened and closed. I flinched slightly, assuming Taemin had come back to vent his anger again. He probably had gone out and gotten drunk, then decided to come back.
“What’s this?” The blanket draped over me was ripped off and I turned slowly. Jungkook stood over me, looking down. “Have you been cheating on me?”
“I’m not yours.” I mumbled. “You can’t even remotely come close to consider it cheating.”
“Then who is this man who uses what is mine?” He said lowly, bringing up my arm and pinning them above my head. I said nothing. He sneered, “Well, then I guess I will just have to punish you. Discipline you and show you that you are mine, and mine alone.”
His lips crashed to my neck. “Stop.” I said flatly. He ignored me and continued. I didn’t want to, but I brought my knee up. It hit him in the side. He sat up and looked down at me, a hard expression in his eyes. “I’m not in the mood.” I should numbly, turning away from him.
“I don’t believe I was giving you a choice.” He replied darkly.
“Fuck off.” I replied. I rubbed my wrists together, as I had been doing a little while ago, and loosened my bonds. I shrugged out of the tie and moved around Jungkook. I headed to the bathroom and turned the shower on.
I stayed in there for fifteen minutes, just letting the water run. Finally, I forced myself out and dried myself off. I grabbed the sweat pants off the floor and pulled them on. After I got out of the shower is when the pain set in. My knees buckled and I grabbed the wall, falling.
I clenched my teeth and tried to stand again, but it was too much. I sighed and sat on the floor, resting my back on the wall. “What are you doing?”
“You didn’t leave yet?” I Said.
“I was looking around.”
“Did you find something interesting?”
“No. You have clothes, food and one box of old things that look like you bought from a garage sale. It’s hardly anything."
“And I suppose you put up family photos and moments in your apartment?”
“At least I have books and other things to occupy myself.”
“I’m rarely, If ever home. I avoid this place as much as I can...” I stopped talking. I sighed and looked up. “You know what? Fuck it, I have hit rock bottom and have nothing left to lose. I’ll move in with you, if that’s what you really want.”
He sat beside me and tilted his head. “What came about the sudden change?”
“Some things are better left unsaid.” I replied.
“Fine. I suppose there’s nothing for you to take except that dusty old box and some clothing for now. I’ll have the apartment sold then.” He stood up. “Once you move in, I’m not letting you leave.”
“I don’t care.” He leaned down and picked me up. “What are you doing!?”
“It seems that you can’t walk at the moment. So I’ll be carrying you to the car. I’ll have someone come and get your things by tonight. We walked out and a car was waiting for us.
We reached his apartment soon after. I waved his hands away and slid out. “I can walk.” I Said. I grabbed the hood of the car and wobbled to my feet. I took a shaky step forward and gasped. Jungkook caught me. “Goddammit.” I muttered.
“I’d really like to know who did this to you.” He said as he picked me up again. We walked inside and got into an elevator.
“Knowing you...you’d probably kill him.”
“You’re right.” He Said. “Which is Why I’d love to know even more.”
“It was nobody you should concern yourself with.” We entered his apartment and he entered his room, placing me on the bed.
“I have to go back to work. But I expect you to talk later.”
“So concerned for me?”
“Don’t kid yourself.” But he kissed my forehead. “I’ll see you later.” He got up and walked away. A few minutes later, Misa entered.
“Sir!”
“Please, its just Taehyung.” I Said, sitting up. “How are you, Misa?”
“I’m very well, thank you. I brought some coffee for you. It’s a little late, but I always find coffee a stress reliever.”
“Thanks.” I took And sipped. “Great as always.”
“How is Taehyung?”
“I’m doing well. Although I did not think I would be back so soon.”
“Will I be seeing you more frequently?”
“I’m moving in.”
“Really? Has Sir Kim taken a liking to you?”
“Perhaps. I am still not certain of my standing here.”
“Sir Kim has never brought home a man before. Although he does like to bring home many women.” She snorted. “They’re gone by morning. But never a man. And never to live with. Although you are quite beautiful. Those eyes are really blue.”
“Thank you, Misa.”
“And you can speak Japanese!”
“I can speak sixteen different languages,”
“That’s amazing. How old are you?”
“Twenty one.”
“You are an impressive man, Taehyung.” I heard footsteps in the corridor. “Oh, that would be Sir Seokjin.”
“What!? Why is he here?”
“Ah, has Sir a Seokjin taken a liking to you as well. What a lucky man.” Misa giggled. “Sir Kim and Sir Seokjin are quite close.”
“Then why did he have me do a ‘meet and greet’? Plus, Seokjin can speak Korean.”
“Ah, is that you, Little Bird?”
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Little Cub (TaeJinKook) ✅
FanfictionTaehyung is a man with one too many skeletons in his closet. Jungkook is someone you do not want to cross. Jin is just a bored man with a lot of power. And Taehyung just crossed both of their paths. ____________________________ WARNINGS: -mafia -smu...