Chapter 7: Sabotage

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Third Person POV

Taehyung watches Hyunjae leave his apartment after being so sweet and loving as if he didn't just treat him like dirt under his shoes. The raspberry haired boy closes his eyes at the sound of the door closing.

He thinks that one day he might definitely grab a knife and stick it in Hyunjae's neck but then he realizes that this man is holding the thread of his life. No matter how he is.

And Taehyung is no longer a forgiving person. The moment he'll get out of Hyunjae's hands, he might really kill him but now, Taehyung gives it no thought. After all, he will do anything, bear anything to earn his freedom.

The next day, he gets a temperature and stays in the bed, decides to go to the shelter house later. He calls Hyunwoo who picks him up at 6 in the evening. He makes sure to hide the bruise with makeup which was still visible after two days.

It's 9 when he's returning. There's a soft but sad smile on his lips. He's feeling sleepy already and his fever is returning but he just enjoys the little freedom of being outside and watches the lights of the streets

They always take the longer route to the building because it's secluded and no one enters the territory because it's owned by Hyunjae, may it  be illegal.

The street lights are gone as they enter the dark area but the next moment, the car jerks violently and turns, barely stopping as it was about to hit the wall.

"Shit!" Taehyung hears Hyunwoo exclaim.

"What happened?" Taehyung asks.

"Someone was got hit I think." Hyunwoo says but Taehyung didn't hear anyone getting hit by the car because they turned.

Taehyung looks outside and his eyes widen when he sees a body lying limp on the ground. The car's headlights are only what illuminate the area.

"Stay in the car." Hyunwoo says and grabs his gun. He walks out of the car towards the body, aiming his gun at him. He seems to be talking to him and then nudges the body with his foot, no movement.

Taehyung's hand unconsciously reaches to inner belt around his torso, feels the dagger attached and he takes a deep breath.

Taehyung curses when the supposedly limp body jerks upwards, grabbing Hyunwoo's arm and twisting it and Taehyung is sure it broke.

The raspberry haired boy immediately gets out of the car, running in the opposite direction of the street, hoping to get to the main street without having to fight anyone.

He now holds the dagger in his hand, clutching it tightly as he slows his steps to hear if he's been followed but that's not the case. He stops for a moment and is left in complete silence.

Just the sound of his heart thudding wildly in his chest.

(Same as mine after watching all the performances in the ON:E concert)

Taehyung turns around and stares at the dim illuminated way, stupid move, others would think because he should keep running but he doesn't. It's not like he can't protect himself and it's just an instinct that he should stop.

Taehyung doesn't feel any cold in the chilly night. His body is hot and he's breathing heavily, holding the dagger tightly in his hand and trying to pick any sound he can.

But he fails to react immediately when he feels a hand over his mouth and a his hand being held tightly with which he was holding the dagger. Muffled sounds escape his lips as he thrashes in the unwelcomed hold.

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