Insulate |〆[Taeyong x Reader AU] | ✔

匚卄卂卩ㄒ乇尺 28

Taeyong sobs as he holds [Y/n]'s tortured body, covered in cuts and scars, red gashes almost everywhere. He could barely recognize her with how badly her face was altered, pale and bruised. She wore Taeyong's over-sized shirt that went all the way down to her knees, proof of what they had done the night before.

Stray tears continued to fall from Taeyong's eyes, turning the fabric a darker shade of gray and red.

"No, no, no, no, why baby, why..." He mumbles, "This is my fault, I should've never dragged you into this." Taeyong tries shaking [Y/n]'s body, as if she were asleep and would wake up just fine, smiling at Taeyong.

He takes one of her cold hands into his and brings it to his cheek, shoulders trembling as he cries silently. With his other hand, he intertwines their fingers. "I'm here, sweetheart, I'm right here," Taeyong whispers, voice cracking. "This is all my fault, I'm so sorry..."

[Y/n] was dead because of him, she would never laugh or smile anymore, and Taeyong would never hear her call his name again; she was lifeless and cold because he was selfish.

With graphic images of a bloody [Y/n] flashing in his mind one after the other, Taeyong doesn't even think before charging towards Simon at full speed, a loud yell being ripped from his throat; he couldn't take all this provocation anymore.

He tackles Simon to the ground and they roll around on the hard humid ground, griping at each other's throats and throwing punches.

The others watch frozen in their spots as their leader and their greatest enemy try to kill each other with their bare hands.

After a moment, Taeyong ends up on top, gripping Simon's collar with force, barely letting the man breathe. Their faces are so close that Taeyong could smell a heavy amount of nicotine emitting from him. Simon had a sadistic smile on his face, as if enjoying the entire situation.

"What the fuck is it you want from me?!" Taeyong yells, practically choking the man beneath him.

"My brother."

Confusion mixed with Taeyong's boiling anger, making him loosen his hold. "What?" He asks sharply.

Simon finally gets angry and answers through gritted teeth, "You think I don't recognize those two?" He nicks his head in the direction where the others were, "It's been 9 whole years but I still know who they are."

Jinyoung looks at the 2 men beside him; he wasn't part of Taeyong's gang or even affiliated with him 9 years ago so he knew he wasn't concerned.

"They were part of his gang. You were part of his gang, Lee Taeyong."

His full name being said like that made Taeyong feel wary and Simon's words only left him with more questions.

"Does Choi Minho ring a bell? I fucking know it does," Simon spits out, venom laced in his words.

Taeyong takes out a sharp dagger and presses it to Simon's throat threateningly, "The fuck does this have to do with him?" He asks, still not making the connection.

The corner of Simon's lip twitches, "This has everything to do with him!" He roars, suddenly pushing Taeyong off of him. The dagger leaves a small red line on his chin in the process, looking like a continuation of the long scar he already had down the side of his face.

Taeyong groans in pain when the back of his head hits a concrete pillar. Simon stands and wipes his chin before approaching Taeyong who's holding his injured shoulder.

Winwin and Jinyoung shoot at Simon's back while Yuta tries to attack him hands-on. Simon manages to roll on the ground in time to dodge most the bullets but one rips through the fabric of his pants and grazes his leg, leaving a sharp hot stinging sensation behind.