《True Love [BxB] (Unedited)》Chapter 30
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Jungkook POV
I honestly didn't understand what the hell they were all saying, but they seemed to understand each other and everyone was on the same page so I assume that was a good thing.
I turned my head to where Taehyung was sitting in his wheelchair, facing the window and looking out. He hadn't said much for the past month, and although he wasn't fully healed to be sitting upright, he still insisted on it.
I walked towards him and stood behind him. I didn't touch him since he seemed to tense up at it and although it hurt me more than anything else, I knew he needed space to heal, for it wasn't just his outer body that had been hurt, but his conscience too.
He blamed himself for not seeing it before it happened and although everyone told him that there was absolutely no way that he could have known that was going to happen, he still wallowed in his self anger and hardly spoke.
The only time I had heard him say anything was when he saw Jimin. He had broke down and cried, clinging onto his brother who cried just as much. I suppose that is what he needed. He needed something and someone to anchor him now and as much as I would have wanted to help him I knew there were some things I just couldn't do, or that he didn't need me for.
"Do you want something to eat.?" I asked and waited for him to answer me. He shook his head and continued to look out the window.
To say he had become a shell of who he once was would be an understatement. He hardly spoke and hardly ate, the only time he did was when Jimin forced him to or pulled the big brother card and threatened him, but other than that, all he did was sit in that chair and look out the window.
I sighed and walked away, walking to my room. I closed the door and grabbed a vase. I threw it against the wall, shattering it and watched the pieces fly everywhere. I wanted to scream and break something , anything.
A month had passed and all we did was plan and plan and nothing happened. In the beginning I wanted to go barging into my father's mansion and put a bullet through his skull when Jimin stopped me telling me that he would expect me to. And doing that would most definitely result in a bullet through my head. We had to plan properly and hit him when he least expected it.
I slumped down against the wall and breathed heavily as I buried my face in my hands. I heard the door opening slowly and close. I hears those footsteps come towards me and sit down next to me. He let out a sigh and immediately, I knew who it was.
"Just give him time. He's trying Jungkook. We all cope with tragedy in different ways. For him, closing himself off his own way of surviving." He said as he placed his hand on my knee.
"I'm sorry it hurts you but sometimes there really isn't anything we can do, and when that time comes, we have to have faith that our other halves can heal themselves and come out stronger than ever." He said making me raise my head and look at him with teary eyes.
"I just wish he would talk to me. Jimin, he doesn't even look at me anymore. It.. it just.. hurts so much." I said as I tried not to choke on a sob.
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"I know. Darling I know." He said as he pulled my head and held me close to him.
I closed my arms and wrapped my arms around his waist as I cried out everything I had been holding in this entire month. All the pain and all the anger all came out, hitting me worse than a tidal wave.
After what felt like years, I laid against his lap as he ran his fingers through my hair listening to me sniff as I looked up at the ceiling.
"He needs you to be strong now." He whispered as he leaned down and placed a kiss against my forehead.
"Once when he was about thirteen and I fourteen, we went to the park. I remember telling him over and over not to climb those damn monkey bars but you think he'd listen. He went and did it anyway, fell on his ass and broke his arm. You know the shit ignored me for a whole week?" He said and chuckled as he looked down at me.
"The point I'm making here is, Taehyung hates it when those he loves, sees him weak. He believes he has to be strong for them and when he feels he can't do that, he goes into shut down mode. He pushes us away thinking that we'd leave." He said as he ran his hand through my hair.
"What he doesn't understand is that we're just as stubborn fuck as he is. And when he's ready, we'll be there to tell him what an asshole he is." He said making me chuckle as he wiped away my tears and smiled at me.
"I love you Jimin." I said and and watched him smile back at me.
"I love you too." He said as he ran his hand through my hair.
"Hate to break up this moment and all but we've cracked the code." Yoongi said from the door making us both turn and look at him, looking at us not at all pleased, but then again that was pretty much his facial expression.
"And the pizza's here." He said before he walked away, leaving the door open. I turned and looked at Jimin who shrugged and got up, helping me up in the process.
I walked to the dining area where the others were discussing the method of going about this all.
"It seems too convenient don't you think?" Hobi asked through a mouthful of pizza.
"I mean the fucker walks around with his bodyguards all the time and for some reason he decides to ditch them and go on vacation. Sounds fishy to me." He said as he took a sip of his soda and shook his head.
"Well whatever the reason, he'll be alone on the island for a day, we strike now or we'll have to wait another month, and I don't know about you but I have to see your faces again for month I'm going to shoot myself in the head" Yoongi replied as his eyes travelled to a spot on Jimin's face where he had smudged pizza sauce.
I tried not to smirk as he grabbed a serviette and tossed it at Jimin who stuck out his tongue in response and wiped it away. I narrowed my eyes and looked between the two. There was clearly something going on there and from the looks of it, Yoongi seemed to be in denial of that.
After much discussions, and by discussions I mean arguments, it was decided that we would leave in the morning, which was in a few hours since their arguments had taken up majority of the time.
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"Is everyone clear on what needs to be done?" Hobi asked as he strapped his guns to his holster and looked at us.
"Kick ass, get the fucker and kill anyone who's in the way?" Yoongi asked as he sharpened his knife and looked at me.
"First off, no one is killing anyone. Knock them out and nothing else. Got it?" I asked and watched him roll his eyes at me.
I shook my head and strapped my guns to my holsters as well and made sure my vest was secure. Lord knows my father wouldn't hesitate to shoot me again.
I turned around only to stop in my tracks as I faced Taehyung, sitting in his wheelchair and looking at me. I wasn't sure what shocked me more, the fact that he had moved from the window or the fact that he was looking at me in the eyes.
"You're leaving now?" He asked to which I nodded, mainly because I didn't know what else to say to him.
He nodded back and looked to the side where everyone was getting ready and once again bickering over shit. I watched as he bit the inside of his cheek and looked back at me.
"I want to help too." He said and looked at me.
"Tae-"
"I know what you're going to say and I might be stuck in this wheelchair but that doesn't make me useless." He snapped making me widen my eyes at him.
"I wasn't going to say that. Tae you know I would never-"
"That bastard took away the future we could have had. I want to make him pay for that. So please don't take that away from me." He said and I watched as his eyes tear up.
For the first time in a month, Tae had shown some kind emotion. All he had ever done since he came home from the hospital, was look at the window emotionless and yet he was breaking right in front of me. I walked towards him and knelt down. I placed my forehead on his and held the sides of his face.
"Please. Let me help." He repeated.
"He can man the computers. Besides I don't understand shit on there anyway. I'm more of a punch in the gut kind of guy." Mark said earning himself a glare from Jimin.
"Remind me again why he's here. We should have just snapped his neck and called it a day." He said earning himself an eye roll from Mark who looked back at me as if he was begging me to save him.
Jimin still hadn't forgiven Mark from hurting Taehyung that one time and apparently breaking the guy's nose wasn't enough.
I looked at Jimim then back at Tae. I really didn't want to involve him in this again, but when he looked at me like that, I just couldn't bear to tell him no. It was like this was the only thing that was giving him purpose now and I couldn't bare to take that away from him.
"I know a lot about computers. I'll be fine. I promise." He said and smiled at me.
I could not even describe what I felt in that moment. It was like a blanket of strength had been thrown over me. Seeing him smile genuinely for the first time in such a long time, gave me the strength I needed to do what I was about to do.
"I love you Tae. So much." I said as I pressed a kiss to his lips and felt him smile against my mouth.
"As much as you love my brother?" He asked and smirked at me with a raised eyebrow. I heard Hobi burst out laughing only to get sucker punched in the gut by Jimin who shook his head.
"Baby that's a different kind of love." I replied and scratched the back of my neck.
"I know. I'm just teasing." He said as he reached up and pulled me down by my shirt, connecting our lips once again.
"Go get the fucker and make him pay." He said once he broke away.
I nodded and looked back at the others who had placed their ear pieces in and did a sound check. Once everything was in order, we left the summer mansion and made our way towards the jet.
I leaned back against my seat as I looked at my phone. I traced my finger along Tae's face and smiled at his boxy smile. I wondered if he would ever smile like that again, with no worry or care in the world.
"He's going to be okay. When this is all over, you're going to love the hell out of him." Jimin said next to me making me smile and turn to him.
"I'm not the only one going to love the hell out of someone am I?" I asked with a smirk and watched as his eyes travelled to Yoongi who was glaring ahead.
"I suppose not."
It took us a few more minutes to land on the Island and sure enough, it was quiet.
Too quiet.
"Well let's get this over with." Mark said as he nodded at me moved along the trail to the front. Each one moved to the assigned post, not wasting time .
"Are you okay?" Tae asked I made my way up the steps to the front mansion.
"Would it be stupid to say no?" I replied and heard him chuckle.
"No. You're about to take down your father. Any human being wouldn't be okay." He replied making me sigh.
"As cute as fuck as it is listening to you two spew your lovers' bullshit here, we might have a problem" Mark said on the other end making me roll my eyes at his voice.
"Looking at said problem." I replied as I looked at my father's bodybuilder bodyguards standing around his door.
I looked at Hobi who nodded at me took out his arrow and aimed it them. He shot them one by one, tranquilizing them and nodded at me to continue.
I bypassed the camera as fast as I could and got to the door. I signaled the others and watched Mark scale the wall before I turned to open the door only to narrow my eyes when I heard a familiar voice.
"Don't you think you've taken this too far? Stripping him of everything he's got was one thing, but actually killing him is something else. He's your damn son!" Seokjin said making me grit my teeth at how stupid I had been.
He was the fucking Traitor all along!
" You better watch that pretty mouth of yours. You should know better than to question me Jin."
I balled my hands into fists about to make a move when I felt a strong grip on my shoulder. I turned around and saw one of the guards gripping my shoulder and pushed me into the room.
"How nice of you to join us Jungkook" my father said as he lit his cigar and smirked at me, not that I could give a fuck as I was too busy glaring at Seokjin who looked at the ground in shame.
"What did I ever tell you boy. Forming alliances was weakness, there can only be on Pharaoh." He said as he took a sip of his drink.
"But then again, you never did listen to me. You were always a stubborn piece of shit." He said as he shook his head.
"I did learn one thing from you though." I replied as I smirked and looked at the clock, then back at him who raised his eyebrow at me.
Do not fuck this up Mark.
"Never fuck with what's mine."
The entire room shook with the explosion, throwing us off balance. I got up and turned to tackle the massive asshole behind me only for him to collapse in front of me after a loud bang. I looked to my side and saw Jin holding his gun as a slight trail of blood rolled down the side of his face.
"I will fucking deal with you later!" I said as I got up and ran after my father who had tried to make a run for it.
I tackled him to the ground and avoided a punch to the face only to growl in pain as he collided his head with him. I slammed my fist into his jaw and grunted as I felt his fist slam into my stomach.
"You were always weak. How that pathetic father of mine ever saw something in you is something I'll never know." He said as he spat out the blood in his mouth and moved to punch me again.
I dodged out of his way and backflipped, kicking him in the face in the process. I grabbed his head and slammed mine into it, losing my bearings for a few seconds and that was all it took for me to feel a stinging sensation in my stomach. I narrowed my eyes and looked down at where he had stabbed a dagger right through my stomach. He twisted it making me grunt and grip onto his shoulder as the pain spread throughout my body.
"You have been a royal pain my ass since your good for nothing mother birthed you. You know how much I regret not wearing condom that night huh?" He asked as he pushed the knife in deeper making me choke on my blood.
He pulled the knife out and let go off me, making me slump down against the ground as the blood spilled out of my mouth and down my chin.
"You know what's the funny part? You actually thought you could beat me. You'll never beat me, you pathetic piece of shit. All you have is a bunch of kids behind you who have no fucking idea how the real world works." He said as he laughed and walked towards me only to get tackled onto the ground.
I watched as Jimin straddled his waist and punched him in the face repeatedly, his breathing becoming ragged and even then he didn't stop.
"This is for my brother you sick fuck!" He screamed and punched him again.
"And this is for my father!" He yelled and sent another punch into my father's gut.
He was about to send another punch when my father rolled him off him and slammed his fist into Jimin's jaw. He raised his hand and was about to slam another when a loud shot could be heard. I turned my head and saw Yoongi holding his gun, aiming it at my father who looked down at the spot on his chest that slowly expanded with the blood. He looked once more at me then collapsed off Jimin onto to the ground beside him.
"Now tell me why no one did that earlier?" He asked as he walked towards Jimin and pulled him up. He slammed his lips against his and pulled his body close to him.
"If you fucking pull this hero shit again I swear I'll strap you to our bed." He said making Jimin smirk at him then gasped as he turned his head and looked at me wide eyed.
Sure, lock lips over there while I fucking bleed to death here.
I watched as Jimim rushed to me, screaming in my face as I barely heard anything he was saying. He slapped my face a couple times and god did I wish to punch him in that moment.
"Baby? Can you hear me? Are you okay?" Tae asked through the ear piece, making me smile.
"I think he's seeing the light." Mark said making me chuckle and cough up more blood.
I felt them lift me up onto what I was assuming was the stretcher given the sirens around us. I blinked a few more times, hearing muffled voices before all I saw was blackness.
The next time I opened my eyes, I was staring at a white ceiling. I blinked a few more times and turned my head, locking eyes with a tear eyed Jin who looked like absolute shit and as though he hadn't showered in days.
"I'm so sorry Jungkook. I really didn't know he would go that far. I had no choice. I really didn't. He took Namjoon and threatened to hurt him if I didn't help him. I'm so sorry." He blabbered and cried more as he went on.
"Jin, shut up." I said and immediately he did, looking at me as though I had kicked him in the gut.
"I get it. I get why you did it. If it were me, I probably would have done the same thing." I said making him look at me with uncertainty.
"You're not upset?" He asked to which I scoffed.
"Oh I'm pissed alright." I said and watched him bite the inside of his cheek.
"But like I said, I get it." I said and smiled at him.
I turned my head and saw Jimin come into the room while he pushed Tae who was arguing with him about pizza toppings and immediately my world just seemed a whole lot brighter.
Tae gasped and smiled at me. He reached across and slammed our lips together in a such a desperate manner, it was almost like he was afraid I'd die any second.
"You fucking scared me!" He said and punched my arm slightly.
"I know. I'm sorry." I replied and laced his fingers in mine. I brought it to my lips and placed a kiss on the back of his hand.
"What happened?" I asked and turned to Jimin.
"Well, your father's dead and well no charges are being made against you with the evidence we gathered including the explosion at your company and the numerous attempts on your life. Good thing is, you're now the richest man in South Korea." Jimin said as he sat down on the chair next to me.
"I don't want any of it." I said and watched Jimin smile at Taehyung who looked at me and tightened his grip on my hand.
"Donate it all. I don't want anything." I said and looked at Jimin.
"I figured as much. What are you going to do now?" He asked.
I smiled and looked at Taehyung. I brought his hand to my mouth once more and pressed a kiss to his hand. I smiled at him as I truly felt peace, not breaking eye contact with him, I whispered..
"Live."
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Yoongi and Jimin 👇🏻
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