Ignore mistakes, please
Third person P.O.V
"Am I saved?"
Taehyung was still fighting with his dizziness and tried to move and push Kai but the latter just tightened his grip on his wrists, making him hiss at the pain.
"Move away from him," Jungkook said through gritted teeth but Kai smirked, feeling like he have the upper hand in the matter.
"I am sorry, Mr. Jeon but he is no more your property. I own him and can you please leave us alone while we are trying to enjoy ourselves?" The man stated while standing on his feet but his movements halted when he felt a metal on his head, poking harshly making him gulp at the sensation.
"Here is your payment. I am taking him back and... I am sure you won't object or." Jungkook put the gun on Kai's head while pressing the weapon a little harder he threw the bag of money on the floor.
Kai was stunned as, to why he was doing so for a mere boy. If the opponent was a mafia, he knew he had no chance. There was nothing he could do as he was just a rich businessman, a coward, and can't stand guns or the mafia.
"Bu- but Mr. Jeon..."
"I said, I am taking him back. No more argument!" Jungkook pushed him as he moved towards Taehyung and helped him to get up but end up picking him up in bridal style when the blue-haired couldn't help his own body.
"And.. be grateful that I returned the money because," The raven-haired stopped for a while as he gave Kai a death glare, his dark eyes piercing through the other's figure like he would kill him just by that.
"-you know that I can take him back without any hesitation." With that Jungkook left with Taehyung still in his arms. Namjoon was in the corridor, when he saw the raven-haired coming out of the room, he ran to take Taehyung but Jungkook didn't stop, rendering him in his steps, a bit surprised.
"Guards... GUARDS!" Kai yelled but no one respond.. well unconscious man can't talk.
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Taehyung was breathing heavily, he was hitting his head on the window to ease the awkward feeling but that ease was nowhere to be found. His hands were fisted, eyes were tightly shut as he gulped after every minute to wet his dry throat. Jungkook who was sitting beside him noticed that something is definitely going on with the younger.
"Taehyung?"
"I- its o- ok Mr. Je- Jeon." Taehyung managed to say a few words but those words again hit something, something that was considered like a stone by the others.
Jungkook was totally surprised on hearing the low and shaky voice, but the words? How can someone say that so easily after being through so much pain?
It didn't take long as they reached the mansion and Jungkook again picked him up to his room. Hoseok wasn't in the mansion and Namjoon was busy with some deals as he got a call when they reached the mansion. So it was once again, just Jungkook and Taehyung.
The older carefully laid Taehyung on the bed. He knew how uncomfortable the other was and that he needed some comfort but being in an awkward condition he left the room.
"What the hell is wrong with me? I already helped him what else..." Jungkook grumbled in distressed he was feeling after entering his room. Sighing in building frustration (for no apparent reason as he said) he quickly threw his coat on the couch while slumping down on the bed.
"He is really different... got a big heart for this ruthless world." One again, a few words left his lips to his surprise but when he realized, he shook his head in disbelief at what he was doing.. thinking about his slave?
He got up to take a glass of water when his eyes fell on the laptop showing a very uncomfortable and struggling Taehyung.
Taehyung was still under the effect of the drug. His body was aching, aching for something making him toss and turn around in seek of peace. Even when the drug was so strong to shatter anyone's urge, the boy being a strong person held it back, he held back the desire that he never had before. He tightened his grip on the sheets, tears were escaping his eyes continuously as he curled into a ball in pain.
"What's wrong?" Amidst his misery, Taehyung heard a familiar voice and looked up a little to see Jungkook standing on side of his bed and if he looked right, a little concern was evident in those dark orbs. Another wave of pain hit his head and body as he whimpered, clutching more on the poor sheets.
"H- hurt. I- it hurts Mr. Je.. Arghhh.." Taehyung screamed in pain and shut his eyes in fear when the urge to touch and to be touched just doubled over on seeing his savior.. he was afraid that his body might act strangely without his will at this rate. No doubt the drug was successfully doing its job.
Jungkook quickly got it. Why he didn't notice before that Taehyung was drugged by Kai to increase his desire to be touched so that he can not avoid the lustful act?
"That bastard." Jungkook hissed in anger and quickly rushed out of the room. Taehyung frowned a little as he left him in pain but within a few minutes, Jungkook was back with a syringe in his hand.
"It will be ok soon. Don't worry, just get some sleep." Jungkook injected the clear liquid into Taehyung's arm who slightly yelped at the sting, still confused about what was happening.
Soon it was answered when Taehyung's eyes began drooping, his body feeling a little better than before, his mind went blank as he lastly looked at Jungkook, a blurry silhouette still standing near the bed.
"Th- thank you Mr. Je-on." Taehyung struggled a lot to say those words and again Jungkook felt a new feeling, a strong pinch in his heart like it was being squeezed tightly just by those words.
Taehyung closed his eyes, his body visibly relaxed as his grip on the sheets loosened. The new drug showed its magic, and he felt very grateful for that, and can not be rude not to thank his savior.
Jungkook sat on the side of the bed, looking at the petite boy. The boy suffered a lot because of him but still, he thanked him.? The mafia leader sighed as he felt a heaviness leave his heart after seeing Taehyung in peace, still having a huge portion left behind.
"What is this feeling? Is it called guilt?" He muttered, very new to this emotion, no, actually new to the emotions he was having after so many years. Taehyung slightly moved his head and then Jungkook saw that Taehyung was still wearing that outfit. He went to the wardrobe and picked some soft sweaters and sweatpants and changed Taehyung's outfit, making sure to make it quick and less invading. Even being a mafia leader, he wasn't a fu*kboy, scratch that, he was a single man, since ever.
While changing the shirt, he noticed some bruises on the wrists and when he turned him on his stomach, a visible purple and blue bruise were on his back. Jungkook cursed under his breath, already hating to imagine to what could have happened to the boy if he would have been a bit late. Somehow, he changed his outfit and left again.
Jungkook was walking in his room because he couldn't sleep. His blood was boiling after seeing those bruises, he wanted to ask Taehyung how he got those. It was already 2 am and he huffed in irritation because he has to wait. Unconsciously, his hands made their way to his laptop and he started watching the sleeping beauty (*coughs... I mean) sleeping boy.
The blue-haired was sleeping peacefully, and the raven-haired lost count of the minutes for how long until he suddenly started thrashing in his sleep.
"What's happening to him?" Jungkook mumbled to himself but Taehyung started crying, gripping his chest while his other hand was moving like he was trying to stop someone. Minutes passed but his condition only got worse. Without any further thought, Jungkook entered his room and saw that tears were escaping his closed eyes and he was mumbling something in his sleep.
"S- stop... Don't t- touch me..." It was small, and the voice was hard to hear but Jungkook leaned a bit to hear the words.
He must be traumatized. Jungkook's blood boiled at the thought and called Taehyung's name to wake him up but the younger didn't open his eyes.
Not knowing what to do, Jungkook leaned forward while looking at his face. Trembling lips... incoherent words.. his blue bangs covering his forehead...all over just innocent, beautiful. He was so much immersed in the view that he didn't notice..... when his hand made its way to Taehyung's face, moved his bangs tenderly, cupped his cheek gently and a sigh left his lips on the smoothness under his palm. It felt mesmerizing to him to the extent that he leaned more and was about to kiss him.. but he suddenly stopped, like gyres in his mind reeled out of sudden.
What are you doing Jungkook? Are you crazy?
The raven-haired scolded himself and was about to move away when he felt a soft grip on his wrist. He looked back only to find that Taehyung was holding his wrist.
"He- help. Mr. J- jeon... Help.." Taehyung mumbled again, and the mafia leader felt his breath hitched and his brows pulled together a deep frown.
Jungkook was again surprised by his words.. even in his sleep he was asking for help from him? His captor?
"The boy already suffered a lot. Please Jungkook, don't make his life like a hell. He never deserves it all." Jin's words echoed through his mind and in the next moment he hugged the crying boy, caressing his back in a gentle way and very soon, the sobbing stopped and the petite body relaxed when the younger again fell into a deep slumber.
"I am sorry, Taehyung." Jungkook was left confused for the nth time... how those words slipped from his mouth.. the words no one heard before from his mouth, but he didn't bother to ponder about it more.
After making sure that Taehyung was alright, Jungkook pulled back carefully, not to wake him up but he halted in his moments when he saw a hand on his wrist, still holding tightly. His mind was shouting to yank the hand but his heart didn't give permission. And after a war of his mind and heart, he ended up on a chair. It all took a few seconds as he dragged the nearby chair carefully from the side and settled himself on it and continued looking at the blue-haired boy.
"You are beautiful, inside and out." A soft chuckle left his mouth at his own words and he didn't notice the sleep already invading his system as he fell asleep on the chair, head resting on Taehyung's bed.
Jungkook opened his eyes to the buzzing of his phone that was in his pants pocket. Groaning in sleep, he grabbed the phone with sleepy eyes but the call ended before his attention.
He was about to fall asleep again but his eyes shot open when he realized that he was on a chair... a CHAIR.?! When he opened his eyes properly, the first view was of sleeping Taehyung, who looked like an angel. Finding his wrist was free, he quickly rushed out of the room before feeling anymore of the weird feelings down his heart.
Thankfully, it was early morning so no one was in the living room. He quietly entered his room and sighed in relief.
"Why am I acting like that... I am not afraid of anyone." Jungkook ruffled his hair and fell on the bed to sleep more, it was a very long night.
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"Tae~~" Taehyung opened his eyes to high pitched voice. To clear his vision, he rubbed his eyes like a small kid only to be attacked by a firm hug.
"Ah... Hyung I- ca- can't breathe." Hoseok flicked his forehead and both giggled. Taehyung again hugged him with a smile, a huge lump of nostalgia forming in his throat.
"I am so sorry, Tae I couldn't help. But see you are BACK!" Hoseok shouted and Taehyung nodded while bitter memories started hitting him... His eyes felt a very familiar sensation and he burst into tears when Hoseok again hugged him.
"I - I was so s- scared h- hyung. He tr- tried to do- do things w- with m- me." Taehyung started sobbing badly but Hoseok continued patting his head and caressing his back, utterly sad about what the younger went through.
"Shh. It's ok. It's ok. You are safe now." Taehyung nodded slightly as he thought of his savior... the person who saved him from a hell, for the second time. Hoseok continued saying soothing words to him, oblivious to the fact that someone was again watching them.
"Now, wash up quickly, breakfast is ready." Hoseok wiped his tears and pinched his nose mischievously and finally, Taehyung let out another small giggle and nodded.
Taehyung was sitting in the kitchen while Hoseok was setting the table for breakfast. Taehyung used to have his breakfast in the kitchen, not at dining but today Jungkook called for him.
"Tae! Come on, Jk is calling you for breakfast," Hoseok told him and he choked on water and started coughing, patting his chest violently. Hoseok chuckled but helped him.
"M- me?" Taehyung asked while coughing, pointing towards his chest in pure disbelief and Hoseok nodded. After taking some deep breaths, he started walking behind Hoseok who led him to the table. Jungkook, Namjoon, and Jackson were already sitting there. Hoseok said him to sit on the chair on the left side of Jungkook and he sat on the next chair.
Taehyung hesitated for a bit but finally sit down. Hoseok served him after serving to others and all started eating in silence. While eating Taehyung sneakily glanced for a second at Jungkook who was already staring at him, here we go... he choked again.... startling all of them.
"Oh! Drink water, Taehyung." Namjoon quickly handed him a glass of water.
"No no hold your breath." Jackson was the next for advice.
"Aish. Hold your chin up." Hoseok made him look up at the ceiling as he hold his chin but his cough didn't stop lastly, Hoseok smacked at his back and the poor boy winced in pain.
"Sorry, Tae. Did I hit hard?" Hoseok got worried but fortunately, Taehyung's coughing stopped. Jungkook glared at Hoseok who gulped in fear.
"It's ok. N- not your fault." Hoseok felt so much guilty but Taehyung smiled, assuring him that it wasn't his deed.
"But it hurts you. Definitely, it's due to my hit." Hoseok pouted.
"No. Actually, I fell from stairs yesterday. It's not your fault, don't worry." Taehyung explained in a sad tone and low voice, keeping his words short. Everyone gasped in surprise when Jungkook banged on the table, causing the youngest of them all to flinch.
"How?" Jungkook almost growled and Taehyung became afraid and didn't even dare to look up. Hoseok poked his side to drag him back to reality and he gathered his courage to answer, of course not ready for early morning scolding or punishment.
Taehyung told him everything starting from how he got injected with something and end up on the floor. Every person in the room was clearly angry but Jungkook clenched his jaw and left the room without saying a single word.
Taehyung was on verge of crying, thinking that he made Jungkook angry but all others made it clear that the other was angry with Kai for treating him like that.
Later, Hoseok put ointment on his bruises and told him to rest. He was restricted from any sort of work, for the time being, leaving him surprised plus a bit confused. As he had nothing to do, Taehyung was thinking about many things that led him to think about the letter he left in Jungkook's room.
Did he read that? Did he like the sketch? Is he angry at my words?
"Aish! Taehyung you are a fool." He ruffled his hair making his bangs messier than before, scolding himself for pulling a childish act.
The next day passed more smoothly till the night when Hoseok told him that Jungkook wanted to talk to him and that was the time when his smile dropped and a new storm of worries started roaming inside his mind.
"You are screwed, Kim Taehyung...." Taehyung mumbled before knocking at Jungkook's room.
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Hi, beauties... How are you all? Stay safe and healthy. Keep yourself warm. Your author is always cold... except for heart ð. I purple you.