it looked rather odd to see the pristine mansion look so distraught.

the floors and walls that were always meticulously cleaned without a speck of oddity now looked so debauched- frames shattered, walls a canvas for blood and carpet like a maze made of unalive.

a splotch of blood appeared on the floor where jungkook spitted, the metallic tinge of it a grimacing taste on his tongue as his steps gathered speed towards the elevator, without a mind to the splattering injuries all over him or the red a mix of his own and unknown.

never in life had the elevator ride felt this long despite it being only a floor difference, impatient foot tapping against the metal and breaths punching out of him in rhythm with the hammering heart.

it was a sigh of utter relief to see his floor left untouched, unlike the massacre that the ground floor is, but that didn't stop his momentum.

"taehyung?!" his voice called out in a moment of frantic when he didn't see the expected form on the bed, but the resulting whimper had him rounding the bed to see the omega in the darkness of the corner.

"you okay?" the alphas knee hit the floor with an audible thud in his haste to check up on the omega, who was almost unresponsive if not for the frantic hands that grab onto jungkooks tattooed arm.

taehyung whimpers, it concerning the way the pajama shirt was clinging to him with how much he was sweating as well as the labored breaths he took as if the room is a vacuum.

"up now-- we need to leave" seeing he isn't going to get any verbal affirmations from taehyung, jungkook coaxed the omega from the floor onto his legs.

the omega looked dead tired, clutching onto his bump for life as he waited for jungkook who went through the closet to get additional guns and his knifes.

in his haste to check the guns, an audible gasp that is familiarly taehyungs had jungkook turning around sharp, eyes meeting the omega who met his gaze with wide eyes.

"no--oh no i cant-" taehyung stuttered, panic visibly overcoming him, legs visibly shaking as wetness trickled down them and pooled at his feet and tell tale uncomfortable-ness of contractions settled in his lower tummy.

"jungko--" taehyung wheezed for a breath when his legs gave out under him, the alphas hands steadied him and soon taehyung laid his head onto the others chest and weeped.

from the briefing the doctor had gave on their final appointment, jungkook knows taehyungs water just broke and they only have a few more hours now.

jungkooks hand fumbled for the phone in his pocket, dialing for hoseok, the call connecting within a few rings.

"Sir--- they arrested hyung-nim. We need you here--" hoseoks voice was labored as if he's running, it straining here and there.

"I cant now. We need to get to the hospital" jungkook didn't mean his voice to come out angry.

"Dont!" hoseok shouted from the other line, "they're looking for you everywhere-- hide--" the static interrupted, hoseoks voice breaking.

"--Yoongi!!" came a shrill cry from hoseok before the line went dead.

jungkook cursed under his breath, pocketing his phone and rubbing at his forehead before he took a gulp of air.

then he took the coat abandoned on the chair, enveloping taehyung with it- "hold onto me" he whispered and taehyung looped his arms around jungkooks neck before the alpha lifted him and secured the omega in his arms.

taehyung never had asked about all the commotion that fell on them that day, but all the bodies littered on their way gave an idea of its magnitude.

jungkook didn't take the front door because he was sure there are people waiting to attack them there; so he diverted to the private parking lot, towards another one of his cars.

once taehyung was buckled in, jungkook ran to get in.

it was an odd silence inside the car as jungkook put the keys.

"we are not going to make it, are we?" it was taehyung, his arms gripping onto the coat and it crinkling alongwith the trickle of pain, watching his bump with the same tender eyes he watched it grow, experiencing all of the pain and happiness, but now with hopelessness and silent tears.

"i didn't tolerate you for an year to let you die on the streets" jungkook spitted out in response, foot on acceleration and the car speeding out.

but truthfully, jungkook was lost.

once they're in a safe distance from the mansion and no immediate threat on sight, he dialed all the safe numbers he can think of.

cowards, all of them.

"sorry, i cant sir young jeon", "the whole seoul is looking for you" "i hope you live" "we're sorry" , and not a single positive response to help him.

"dammit" he hit the steering wheel.

he really cant take taehyung to any hospital in seoul because he's sure people have their eyes on them; all their rivals and his own betraying men; because they're waiting to strike.

ending taehyung will be like killing a nest with a stone because that will be revenge, an indeterminate end of contract, a life time of debt on jeons and moreover having the glory title for killing jeons omega.

oh jungkook sure knows they won't be killing him today- if one of them managed to catch him, death will come only until jungkook will pray for it, slowly after there is no more torture left to feel.

and if jungkook get caught that will be the end of jeon empire, now that seokjin is arrested. so, people really are going to try their damn best to get him.

in that adandoned road, the only voice heard being taehyungs pained breaths, jungkook was truly, utterly lost,

until taehyungs hand found the alphas and a crumbled piece of paper was pushed into it.

in the months he lived with the jeons, taehyung hadn't got much chances at hope.

but he did store the little bits he ever got- like the little piece of paper with the number to seoul omega rescue organization that dr.mio in japan gave him, that he chucked into his pajama pockets when gun shots first went about in the mansion.

"call them" the omega murmured as jungkook unraveled the paper.

"but-" jungkooks hesitance cut in his throat when taehyungs face screwed up in pain alongwith a heart wrenching gasp as the omega doubled over in his seat,

and that was all the push he needed to start typing the number.

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approximately twenty minutes later, jungkook drove the car through the outskirts of insadong streets like he was adviced to do, until a van both rusty and sketchy spotted them.

an omega and a beta, both females, herded out of the van as jungkook too got outside his car and approached them.

but the newcomers stopped on their tracks once they saw jungkook, all in expensive suit yet injured and covered in blood and grime.

"look dude, we dont want trouble" the beta pushed the omega behind her.

her eyes went to car where she can see the silhoutte of the omega, then again at jungkook, the situation screaming trouble- "sorry, we cant help you", they started backtracking towards their van.

"he is in labor-- and we cant go to the hospital" jungkook called after them and the omega glanced back.

"we're having twins-- just please--" the alphas voice was frustrated, the plead foreign on his tongue, but that was all it took for the omega rights activists to stop in their tracks.

the car was abandoned as so not to get tracked; jungkook and taehyung now in the back of the van as it sped off.

unsurprisingly, the building they stopped infront of was as rusty as the van with the board indicating the rescue organization barely hanging by a hinge.

multiple people, more omegas and a few betas huddled by the glass door as jungkook carried taehyung down with him, but they all moved away as if burned at the first sniff of alpha scents.

just as jungkook passed the corridor, an older omega stopped him,

"you cant come in. we'll take taehyung from here", she stretched an arm towards taehyung, but jungkook only pulled the omega close.

"no" jungkook growled, confused.

"people at this facility have gone through various traumas because of alphas. so we can't let your scent in-- especially not in this condition" the omega stood her point.

"we'll take care of him" the omega assured with the best smile she can muster and reluctantly jungkook gave away the omega and numbly watched as taehyungs chased after his warmth with unpleasant whimpers and the stretcher dissappeared behind the door that shut infront of him.

but jungkook didn't even get a chance to catch his breath at the cold corridor because mere seconds later, a beta in a white coat addressed him.

"mr. jeon, you need to get these medicines. we barely get any funds here-- so not really equipped with necessities for a labor-- and please hurry"

now a borrowed black hoodie covering his face and blood stained shirt, jungkook had no option but to run through the asphalt to the nearest insadong town with the prescription crumpled in his hand.

he tried to act normal as much as he can, but still got looks from passerby and the pharmacists as they collected the order.

on the tv at the wall corner of the pharmacy, the reporter in the news channel repeated the name 'jeon seokjin' as well as clips of seokjin being arrested and escorted to the police car-

jungkook hid his shaking hands in the sleeves of his hoodie.

once everything was packed in a paper bag, jungkook gave his card to be paid.

"sir, its declined" the person at the counter notified him and jungkook froze.

"i will be back soon" jungkook whispered before exiting out of the door.

the alphas eyes darted across the busy road until he found the atm.

head hung low as to not cause any unwanted attention, jungkook tried his cards after cards, but none of them worked.

he can understand that the police must have freezed his bank accounts connected to starlight because of the investigations, but what about the secret accounts linked to mafia?

at that moment jungkook understood that the damage is bigger than his estimation. if they freezed all of their money, then someone or more likely a group from inside his own mafia circle is after them.

jungkooks heartbeat increased as he glanced at the watch on his wrist and saw the time tick by.

jungkook never carries cash around and all his cards aren't working. he needs to get back with the medicines as soon as possible too.

it was like the world zeroed in on him, felt like the universe is working just to destroy him as he stood alone in the streets with his whole body aching with injuries and no money to save taehyung or his pups and everything he ever worked for crumpling around him.

but jungkook had to act.

he bit his lips and glanced around, big eyes scaning across the road until his eyes stopped on a pawn shop.

he made a beeline to the empty shop where an old man sat with a magnifying glass inspecing a bracelet.

the old man looked at jungkooks dark form when he entered.

"how much?" jungkook rumbled after placing the watch on his wrist, a piaget easily 70 million won onto the counter.

the mans eyes bulged out for a second there.

he inspected the watch and shook his head- "i cant afford this, sir".

"just take it and give me what you have" jungkook said. he had already wasted too much time.

at the end, the old man could only gather around 3.5 million won, which jungkook pushed into his pockets and ran out to the pharmacy.

the medicines were indeed costly but jungkook had enough to pay and so he ran back with the packets of medicine clutched at his hand and cold hair drying the blood on him.

no one, not jungkook, nor seokjin or the great empire that shadowed the city thought things would dwindle to this.

across the other side from where jungkook ran away with taehyung, the jeon mansion screamed and burned, emitting out voices far greater than the cries it have heard.

the flames ate away at the walls as people fought in the ashes.

and in the third floor too everything succumbed to kindle, swallowed by the fire- even the bed that housed taehyungs nest and the cradles that taehyung arranged close to the wall, all little clothes and toys,

and below one empty cupboard where taehyung carefully hid the thousands year old painting from mr.iwasaki that jungkook despised,

'the alphas wealth' burned blue-black, turning into ash with one last surge of a flame.

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