𝑇𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝐶𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 ~ 𝓥𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓸𝓸𝓴 ~ 𝑀𝑎𝑓𝑖𝑎 𝐴𝑈

🅣🅗🅔 🅗🅤🅝🅣 pt II

Jimin was so ready to just let it go and forgive Taehyung but after he heard his words, he couldn't help but feel the rage rushing back to him in waves, he could feel himself heat up and his blood boil as if under fire, but it was strong and massive, like water of a waterfall falling to its downstream, unstoppable.

He couldn't help but mirror Taehyung's unbelieving expression, for he raised his eyebrow just as high, and shot him a dead glare. The only difference was that Jimin's expression was filled with so much anger, while Taehyung was as cold and cool-headed as always.

“Should I chop your arm off to realize what you did fucking wrong? And you have the insolence to say it straight to my face!” Jimin wasn't yelling but it was the closest thing to it for his voice was high enough, but anger wasn't as evident in his voice as it was evident in his face.

Taehyung just chuckled at the thread instead of feeling in anyway menaced. He seemed to find it rather amusing, and he just smiled charmingly, his smile was more close to a smirk than a smile and it unnerved Jimin.

“How can you shop my arm off if you can't even hold a knife? Such a funny thought but don't forget it was your idea to kill someone with me babe.”

“Was it my idea too that you threaten me with a knife, huh?” Jimin's blood was far ahead of the boiling point that it evaporated to leave his ears in waves and cloud his vision red. He almost felt his ears ringing but somehow, his eyes were tearful too. It was an overwhelming anger, that type that makes you cry. 

He hated how much Taehyung could affect him like that but still the latter's eyes didn't soften at all. “What happened to ‘I'll never hurt you’? Putting a knife on my neck is just morally right and completely unharmful in your fucking opinion?”

“It isn't, but I was helping you do what you fucking want-”

“No, shut the fuck up!” Jimin interrupted as he stood up from his chair with force, the latter toppling behind to the ground with a loud thud. Jimin didn't even feel what he was doing with how much anger possessed him, he took the closest knife and pointed it straight to Taehyung's suprasternal notch.

Taehyung was shocked and it was obvious for his eyes went wide and his mouth opened up slightly. “I don't wanna hear your stupid excuses. You talk, I dip this in your throat. You try talking to me later, I'll make sure to have a knife to do it again. Got it bitch? I'm not kidding.”

Taehyung barely nodded when Jimin dropped the knife on the table and stormed out of the room. Taehyung was about to follow him when he saw Yoongi watching from the enterence of the kitchen with a perplexed expression on his face, that soon turned to that of anger just as fast, focused against him and not against Jimin. What now, they'll conspire against him? If anything, he didn't expect Yoongi to side with Jimin instead of him.

“Why are you glaring at me?” Taehyung asked from his chair wih a cold voice. Yoongi shrugged as he got closer to him, put the chair on its feet and sat on it in front of him.

“Do you really don't understand what you did wrong or do you just wanna get under my skin, huh?” Yoongi asked and he looked really unnerved too, just like Jimin if not more than him.

Taehyung was usually cold and unaffected but Yoongi speaking to him the way he was really didn't register with him. It showed him that if Yoongi had a choice, he'd maybe pick Jimin over him. It hurts, even if he wouldn't admit it to his own self.