Taehyung was always there, protecting Jungkook. He always made sure that the bullies never bothered him and that he felt wanted. loved.
Taehyung was gone.
Jungkook was alone.
Jungkook was now the strongest mafia leader in the world. No one could to...
His vision cleared, and he began to shake, looking around wildly, until his eyes came to rest upon the man he wanted, the only one he wanted right now.
A cry came out of the back of his throat, and he held his arms out, wanting Jungkook to come to him, to hold him.
Jungkook rushed forward and scooped Taehyung up into his arms, letting his tears continue to fall as he held the love of his life. He held the man close, not wanting to ever let him go. “Taehyung, Taehyung, Love...I thought I lost you. Oh my god, I was so scared, and I didn’t know what to do, I’ve been so lost, but you’re awake...you’re...awake…” Jungkook mumbled, laughing out the words at the end, a smile gracing his face for the first time in months.
Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook as well, holding the man close to him and letting out a cry of his own. The two sat there, as everyone in the room began to trickle out, save for one nurse, who held a light sedative in her hands, not enough to kick the man out, but enough to ensure that he was fully relaxed and that the threat of another panic attack or seizure was gone.
She didn’t want to intrude on the moment, but she had to. So she slowly walked up, tapping on Taehyung's shoulder and holding out the needle as an explanation. The man nodded and held his arm out, wrist up so that she could inject the fluids.
As soon as she did, Taehyung felt relaxed.
Jungkook eventually pulled away, just to stare down at the man, his eyes red with tears, but a beautiful smile on his face.
Taehyung smiled back, cupping Jungkook’s face in his hand and pulling the man closer, letting their lips brush together.
“I love you...bun.” Taehyung whispered.
“Why?” Jungkook whispered back. “Why did you do it?”
Taehyung sighed slowly, closing his eyes for a moment and shaking his head.
“It was Soyeon.” Taehyung whispered. He didn’t know where he found the courage to say it. In fact, he didn’t know how he was fine right now, he would’ve thought he’d be in shock, still in his submissive headspace at least...but there was really nothing. Maybe it was the sedative coursing through his veins at the moment.
Jungkook’s breath was caught in his throat as he flinched, as if struck. “W-What? B-but Soyeon—“
“I know...she was nice, and she was my friend. B-but the day you m-must’ve found me...she showed me a picture. A picture of...my mistress. My old one, who trained me into submission before I was sold at the auction and...and she must have known the woman b-because she exerted her d-dominance over me and gave me the command to k-kill myself.” Taehyung whispered out.
“I know that Soyeon is a close friend of yours...b-but she’s gone insane. S-She talked about her father setting her up or something, and the only way out was to get rid of me and replace me with her in your life.”
Jungkook scoffed, shaking his head. “She...kissed me today.” Jungkook confessed. He saw the hurt look pass across Taehyung’s face, but he was quick to shake his head, assures Taehyung that he hadn’t reciprocated it. “She confessed that she loved me, but I rejected her. I wonder...if she was waiting for a weak moment of mine. She...actually cared for you, over this past year—“
“Year!?” Taehyung suddenly stood straight up, his eyes wide. “I’ve been unconscious for a year!?”
“Yes, love…”
Taehyung released another shaky breath, closing his eyes briefly, and swallowing thickly, before gently laying back down and relaxing. “I’ve been...trapped in the horrid dream for a year then.”
“Dream?”
“Y-you were there...you led me through a dark abyss...b-but it r-revealed...t-there. I was there again...I-I couldn’t talk, couldn’t fight b-back...h-he—“
“Shhh…” Jungkook whispered, brushing the hair from Taehyung’s face. “It’s okay love, it was only a dream. That bastard is dead. Although I wish he wasn’t so that I could break every bone in his body and then kill him again. The things he did to you I will never forgive.”
Taehyung nodded shakily.
The rest of the day the two did not speak of Taehyung’s trauma, nor Soyeon’s betrayal. Jungkook knew that he would eventually have to do something about it, but for now, he would just enjoy Taehyung's presence and hold the man in his arms, knowing that he…
He wasn’t to blame after all...
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