            𓂃⋆ THIRD PERSON POV ⋆𓂃
The flight was a torture. Each second felt like days and he couldn’t help shake jungkook leg in anxiety. All worse case scenarios entering jungkook mind making him hate himself more than anyone. He did this to Taehyung How stupid he was to think that he will be safe away from him when only he can keep him safe.Tae innocent smile was the only thing he could see when he closed his eyes. And this again made him angry at himself.
The flight finally landed and he ran out like a mad man. Desperate to reach him, he took the car from his chauffeur and skidded down the flyover breaking all the laws in place. On reaching the address, what he saw made him still in horror. His house was surrounded by police cars and ambulances.
Loud sirens welcomed him as he saw people gathered around his house. But that was not all, a body was being taken inside the ambulance. And this alone made him shatter into pieces. This can’t happen. Tae can’t…. He can’t be late…. He couldn’t step forward. Frozen at his place, he placed his hand on a car bonnet for support.
??: Sir is here!! Move back, everyone!!
A police officer announced making press reporters go crazy. Lights flashed on his face, as he kept staring into nothingness.
??: What do you have to say on this Sir?
??: Jungkook Sir were you in contact with your ex-wife? Could it be a planned murder? Is this the doing of one of your rivals!?
??: Why you were not here before Sir? Did he get any threats earlier?
His hand was shaking as he listened to their questions. The lights blinding his sight and head throbbing with a headache
??: Please Step back!! Move !!
He was pulled inside by a police officer who took him inside the house and offered him a glass of water.
??: Please calm down Sir Jungkook…the murdered was caught on time and shot
Jk: Murderer?
He asked afraid to listen to the officers next words.
?? Yes Sir we checked the records, he was charged with 4 murders before this…his name
Jk: My wife…? My Tae he……?
??: Mr Taehyung is fine sir, luckily he was saved on time
His dead eyes shined with hope as he got up suddenly.
Jk:.where…is.?
??: Upstairs Sir
Without wasting a second he rushed upstairs, his legs missing out few steps as he ran like a mad man. He barged inside to be met with those brown eyes staring back at him. Relief filled his inside like it has never before. He could not believe his eyes. His eyes teared to cry as his body yearned for Taehyung touch.
A nurse sat next to him bandaging his shoulder while another one was checkinghis blood pressure.
Without wasting a second he held his in his arms, clutching onto tae like his life was dependent on him. Showering his forehead with kisses and apologising again and again.
Taking in tae injuries he scrutinised him with anxious eyes. His gaze stayed a little longer on the fingerprints on his slender neck and he fisted his own hands in anger.But soon his anger was gone as he looked into those brown eyes once again. Cupping his face in his palms he found tae eyes to be lacking something. They looked empty. Broken.
Jungkook thumbs traced his wet eyelashes as he tried to find the spark in those dull orbs. But sadly he found none.
Jk: Are you fine ?
he nodded in response to have him press his face to his chest. Hugging him once again he held tae in his embrace trying to warm something which has already frozen down. He did notice his lack of response and enthusiasm but he didn’t question it. Blaming it on his state of shock, jungkook decides to give him some time.
Another nurse proceeded to dab some antiseptic on the wounds of his neck when he protested. Moving back from the nurse Tae shifted to the other side of the bed with knees pressed to his chest.
Jungkook asked the nurses to leave while taking the
cotton bud in his hands. Tae eyes met his and he looked away suddenly. He couldn’t understand Tae behaviour. he was acting weird.
Jk: Tae.. Is anything troubling you? Tell me? Does it hurts anywhere?
Tae eyes were casted down and this broke his heart. he looked fragile. Like on the brink of getting shattered any second. Placing a finger under tae chin, he lifted tae head up to meet those brown orbs.
While still locking the gaze, his skilful hands moved to dab the antiseptic on his neck wounds. he hissed in pain as he blew his breath on burning pains. Sealing it with a gentle kiss he moved down placing kisses on all his stitches.
Dying to kiss those lips that have evaded his dreams, he moved closer to only have Tae stop him with a firm palm placed on his chest. Confused he looked at him to see tae to see tae avoiding his gaze.
Jk: I am sorry….I am so sorry for being late…?
Silence he moved back making Jungkook miss his touch.
??: Doctor wants to talk to you, Sir! Please come with me
A nurse said making Jungkook to nod at her. He again looked back into those dull eyes, deciding to solve their mystery tonight.
??: His right shoulder was dislocated and his neck was brutally assaulted. The intention was clear, death by choking….other than that marks were found on wrists, arms and thighs. It seems like he fought well, his struggles were not in vain.
Jungkook nodded with fists clenched and insides burning in revenge.
??: We haven’t run blood tests on him as otherwise, he seemed fine…just few days rest and he will be back to himself
The doctor left and Jungkook made his way towards his agent who was waiting for him in the drawing-room.
Jk: I fucking called you hundred times!! Why didn’t you pick my call!
??: I am sorry Sir….I didn’t have much time…he attacked suddenly without any warnings. I reached on time but he had already harmed. Please, sir, I tried my best… please Forgive me.
Jungkook decided to forgive him after all, he did save his wife’s life.
Jk: What happened?
??: Today morning it seemed like sir had some argument with Jihoon. He left and sir seemed depressed after that. Then at around 7, the lights went out, surprisingly the lights were out only in his house so I knew something was off. Then I entered to only see that a man was choking him and he was screaming. I shot him then and there but till then sir had already fainted. I have gathered his data and as expected, he was a hired assassin, hired to kill Taehyung sir
Jk: Hired by Yeri
??: Yes Sir
Jk: he will try it again so I want 2 guards stationed outside his room, 4 more guarding the man door and 7 for backup.
Rubbing his tired eyes he held his hair in his hands and made his way towards Tae room. he was sleeping even to his old self. Jungkook continued mending to his injuries while he looked out of the window. Not willing to make eye contact. Only when that coldness hit his thighs did he looked down at Jungkook.
His gaze was fixed at tae bruise as he gently rubbed the ointment on it. His legs tried moving to which he held hid thighs in his strong grip.
Jk: Stop moving
he closed his eyes trying to control his betraying body.
Th: Move back
Th: I said move back Jungkook.
sudden outburst made Jungkook step back from him. Tae He knew he was feeling the same way he was, then why was he denying it.
Jk: See Tae e I am truly sorry for not coming earlier I know you are angry at me and you should be..but I had my reasons.
Th: Get out!
Jk: At least let me comp-
Th: I said get out Jeon Jungkook I don’t need your fucking excuse of an explanation.
He has never been disrespected like this before. No one has ever spoken to him in a tone like this and he was burning in anger from inside.
Jk: Mind your words Tae I hate it when someone disrespects me, especially my wife!!
Th: Your wife? Your ex-wife Mr Jeon. The same ex-wife who you have toyed with every damn time!! Now it will be better if you leave me on my own as you did before. I have no intention to listen to your explanations!
He closed his eyes in frustration.
Jk: I did it for your own safety, I know you won’t believe me but it-
Th: My safety? Well, news flash Mr Jeon for I don’t need you fucking safety! I can take care of myself and I don’t need your fake concern!! Now just get out!!
His eyes fell on those lips which were shivering while cursing him. The same lips that have begged for his love in the past were asking him to leave Tae. How badly he wanted to shut tae mouth by pressing his lips on tae.But he couldn’t.
Th: Get out Mr Jeon !! Leave me alone!
He didn’t protest.. With anger seething in his eyes he took a last look at tae and turned his back on tae.
Hot tears escaped Taehyung eyes as he saw jungkook walk out of the room. he has decided, no matter what happens he will never be taken for granted by anyone from now on. he is new Taehyung and he doesn’t need anyone to tell him what he is worth.
If I can love you like no one ever loved before, I can also hate you to the point you beg to have never been loved by him before peacefully with hand placed under his cheek. The nurse stood next to tae with bandages in her hands. Her gaze stopped at him to bow down in respect.
?? : Sir..his bandages are to be changed, but-
Jk: Leave it on the table, I will do it. You may leave
She nodded hurrying out of the room, leaving them to silence. Taking slow steps towards Tae.he sat next to him on the bed with his fingers yearning to trace his face after so many months. His chest felt heavy the longer he stared.
His eyes trailed all the wounds on his body. The marks on his wrist. fingerprints on his neck. His gaze went lower and he moved up the him of his dress with his fingers.
Jungkook eyes turned dark seeing that big blue bruise on his thigh, he clenched the bedsheet trying to suppress his anger. He was tracing tae thigh with feather-like touch when he sa tae close his legs and move up the quilt covering his legs.
Th: What are you doing here?
Jungkook eyes met his angry ones to realise in what situation they were. He has not contacted him in the last 4 months, the news of their divorce has spread like wildfire and he was clicked while that Jimin nearly threw himself at Jungkook.
Jk: Do I need permission to visit you?
Tae jaw clenched listening to his reply. Still so much arrogance huh? he refused to answer. Turning his back to him tae proceeded to sleep when his hand grabbed tae wrist.Tae eyes staring at his fingers around tae wrist with coldness.
Th: Leave my hand, Mr Jeon
Something flickered in Jungkook eyes as he saw rejection in those brown orbs. He refused to leave, instead, his grip tightened.
Tae patience was short-lived, he can’t tolerate this man’s mood swings anymore. He can’t just come back and behave like everything is fine.
Th: I said leave my arm dammit!!
he screamed on top of his lungs making his eyes go wide in surprise. But very soon Jungkook covered up.
Jk: Shout all you want ugly duckling, but remember in the end you also know how I will be shutting it.
His eyes fell on tae lips and tae knew what he wanted. But sadly tae has grown immune to him now. he moved his head to a side, refusing to see the love in Jungkook eyes when in past jungkook has only hurt him.
His wrist was burning when he found something cool soothing it. Looking down he saw jungkook still holding his wrist in a death grip while applying the ointment on his wounds. Ignoring him he tried showing him how his touch no longer affected him.
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