"And now you two may kiss."

Taehyung instantly pressed his lips against Jungkook's, upon hearing the words and Jungkook just stood there, all empty, but was disgusted when their lips met- unlike their first time.

Taehyung briefly pulled away and looked across the church, where his men and father were- Ky was being his best man.

Everything was too rushed and Jungkook didn't like it at all- HE DESPISED but he had no choice, it was either this or Jungkook should commit suicide-

And although he really wanted to die really bad instead of bearing this goddamn pain over and over, again and again, it always the thought of the other five boys that stopped him from doing so.

He just... wanted to meet them. He didn't want everything to end like this- even though.... even though somewhere down his corner he started to wonder if they were his real friends or not, he shrugged that thought off, feeling guilty for not trusting them.

They'd been friends for ages and Jungkook shouldn't think like that- but what was he supposed to do... if the person he loved the most was the reason his parents died? His whole life was practically destroyed?

It wasn't his fault then, right?

Jungkook stood by his husband's side and watched some men talking. He was exhausted both physically and mentally and barely slept last night - he was thoroughly thinking about the wedding the whole night.

And now he couldn't even think anything properly anymore. He simply was feeling numb and he was filled with despair. Hope was gone long away and crying wasn't even worth the effort.

Kim Taehyung was his husband now.

The man that killed his parents and took his happiness away was his husband now.

A freaky psychopath guy-

"You seem worn out, are you alright?" Jungkook hummed absentmindedly and Taehyung withered a little. "Let's go back to the mansion," Taehyung said, grabbing Jungkook's arm and was about to drag him but Jungkook stilled.

"I don't want to go!" Jungkook snapped and then watched Taehyung's frowned stare becoming undecipherable instead. "Let's go home, Jungkook." Taehyung said, his voice came out a little sharp and stern this time.

Jungkook rolled his eyes and then nodded, giving in- and soon enough, Taehyung dragged him out of the church and made him get into the car beside the driver seat and then Taehyung started to drive.

The whole ride was silent- Taehyung focused on driving while Jungkook looked outside, it was nocturnal and the moon and stars filled the whole sky.

"Want to listen to some music?" Taehyung questioned and Jungkook only shook his head, not coming with any further replies.

"Alright," Taehyung mumbled out, still focusing on the road and drove with one hand.

The couple stepped out once they reached their destination and Jungkook quickly shivered in fear, worried about what might happen now that they were all alone.

"Aren't the others- your father? Going to come?" Jungkook asked as they made their way inside the mansion.

"No." Taehyung retorted, closing the door and then peeked over Jungkook. "Dad said he's going to let this mansion to us for this week so that we can spend some time together. He and everyone else are going to stay in the penthouse where you were captured before." Taehyung replied, sauntering closer to Jungkook.

"But Ky is going to come over tomorrow morning, just in case we need something," Taehyung replied, taking his jacket off and threw it over the couch, making Jungkook gulp and worry about what the fuck was going to happen next.

"Well, go upstairs and sleep. You look exclusively depleted. And had a pretty long day too." Taehyung said, walking towards the table in the corner and put water into the glass from the jug and started to drink, turning around and looked over Jungkook, who stilled.

Jungkook blinked and they both shared a look.

"Aren't you going to force yourself on me?" Jungkook bluntly asked, catching Taehyung off guard.

"No. Why would I do that? Are you crazy?" Taehyung startled a little, putting the glass back on the table and walked to Jungkook. "I'm a killer, not a rapist, Jungkook." Taehyung retorted quickly.

"I mean your dad already tried to force himself on me when he found out I witnessed him raping Lacey," Jungkook said, toying with the wedding ring. "So I wouldn't be surprised if you do the same and then try to justify it saying we're married, so it's fine if you touch me without my permission." Jungkook snapped and then gritted his teeth together angrily.

Taehyung sighed and then quietened for a few seconds. "Have I told you consent is my literal kink? There's nothing more pleasurable than somebody letting you control and destroy them apart." Taehyung contended.

Jungkook let out an absent hum, still not believing by himself he was there, having a conversation with Taehyung, without breaking into tears or letting Taehyung know how much he hated him.

"I will not rape you and if you think like that, close the door from inside then." Taehyung declared.

Jungkook turned on his heels and walked to the bedroom he was staying in all these days and then closed the door, before breaking into tears and started to let out loud painful sobs.