~Guard down~

You frowned the moment Taehyung landed suddenly in your way towards Mingyu's cabinet. A creepy smile on his features as he was shameless analyzing your lips.

"That damn piercing is really distracting." He pointed out as his fingers caressed your cheek suddenly and without any warnings traced the line of your lower lip.

You brushed his hand away before stomping the heel of your shoe into his foot making him groan in pain.

"Damn!" He let out a loud short laugh while admiring your courage. "Indeed you are something else." He licked his lower lip, his hands suddenly grabbing the sides of your waist bringing you closer.

"What the heck are you doing?  Are you crazy?" You breathed out trying to release yourself from him.

"Why wouldn't you be my baby instead?  Leave that freak's side and be mine. I really like you."

Your mouth hung open at that. You were lost for words, your eyes narrowing at the redhead boy in front of you.
"You can't be serious. Why would I want someone who compares himself with a sick boy? And that too the person who, despite doing anything to help him, watches him dying slowly, with cold-blooded eyes.
The doctor told me that Jungkook must have struggled alone in his cell trying to breathe for more than 20 minutes. 5 more minutes and he would have died."

"He gets what he deserves.  He is just a filthy criminal who killed his own family before burning them. A fucker who is screwing everything is moving. And you are telling me that he deserves help and sympathy?
Of course, I am way better than him."

"Better?  I understand that you are mad, maybe hurt because of what he did to you, because he almost killed you, but you can't just stay with your arms crossed against your chest while seeing someone struggling to breathe.  By doing that, you are becoming a monster yourself. Jungkook is sick. He needs help. It doesn't matter what he did in the past, he is still a living being who has the right to a second chance. He isn't aware of what he is doing. His brain doesn't work like ours."

"I think that he had more than a second chance though."

"I think your brain must be damaged as well." You talked above him, this way earning a glare from his part.

"I think that you are trying to find excuses for his behavior. Don't you belive that you are the one having a problem instead? "

"Stay away from me. If you approach me or touch me ever again, I will make your life a hell." You threatened before pushing him away from you.

You couldn't understand what was in that boy's head. But putting that aside, your intuition was telling you that he was evil. The way his eyes were reflecting hate every time he was talking about Jungkook,  gave you shivers down your spine.  You were worried and you thought of talking to Jin about it. You somehow had to make sure that those two boys didn't cross each other's ways from now on.

Opening the door wide, your breathing stopped when your eyes landed on Jungkook.  He was sitting, lost, in a chair in front of Mingyu, handcuffed, his eyes pinned down on his hands placed on his lap.
Flashes of what happened two days ago when you last saw him instantly hit your brain.

Flashback

"What are you doing?  Get away from me."

"Don't touch me. I hate you. I hate you.
Don't touch me!"

Jungkook struggled to free himself the moment he woke up with your body close to his.
He started to scream and beg for someone to help him.

"Where am I?  Let me go.  Please let me go. I swear that I will not do anything. Please. Please. I will not hurt anyone."

The doctor and the nurses came to help you restrain his movements. No matter how much you told him that you will not do anything, it was of no use.
He wasn't listening. He was having one of his episodes again.
So with the help of others, you managed to give him the antidepressant and calm him down in the end.

Now thinking about what Taehyung told you earlier, the moment Jungkook looked your way, you understood what Taehyung meant by you having a problem.
And indeed it was a big one.
You couldn't hide anymore.
Every time he was around you, every time he was touching you, every time he was talking to you, your heart was a mess, your whole being was enchanted by him.

You loved him.

It was a fact.

It was wrong.

It was madness.

But it was the reality.

The real question was... What part of him did you fall in love with?

"Come in Y/N, I called you to come here because I want you to help me make this stubborn boy talk, but not before giving you a piece of important information I deliberately hid from you and everyone else. I don't think even Jungkook is aware of me knowing it. I don't think even himself knows it."

Jungkook's eyes widened as he lifted his head and looked at Mingyu. He seemed suddenly restless and you asked yourself what was all that about.
Coming closer you waited before Mingyu continued.

"Jungkook was abused by his father. When I brought him to the hospital on the same night his family was killed, I found bruises on his skin, fingertips on his wrists, and around his neck. He had drugs in his blood, as well as... his father's umm... He was sexually abused. "

"Stop it. Shut the fuck up!" Jungkook yelled as he covered his ears with his hands. "It's not true. All of you are some bunch of liars. So stop saying things that aren't true!"

"Stop playing with my mind! "

You couldn't utter a word. Somehow in a corner of your mind, everything had sense. Now you had an idea of how everything happened. Why he was like that. And who was at fault for his damaged brain. But on the other hand, you couldn't accept Mingyu's words. It was too cruel for such a young boy.

"Now talk to him. Here are no security cameras. It will be only the two of you. He doesn't trust me. So I hope that you will have a chance to make him trust you and open up. We need to understand if he is indeed dangerous. Indeed he hurt Taehyung, but maybe he was provoked in some way. After all, Taehyung's girlfriend slept with Jungkook.  She was a guardian here. And maybe he wanted revenge.
Jungkook avoided his vital organs though when he stabbed him. We have to know if he did it being aware of that or was it only a coincidence. I also know that he has a weakness when it comes to you." Mingyu said only for you to hear before patting your shoulder as he walked out of the room locking the door behind him.

His weakness. You thought. But now we are talking about the bad boy. And Mingyu isn't aware of who he is now. He thinks he is the playboy as Mingyu can make the difference between the two. And not knowing of the existence of the bad boy.

You couldn't look at Jungkook. Your legs were trembling. Feeling your knees weakening, you were afraid you would collapse right there. You had no idea what to say to him. Especially seeing him refusing to believe his father doing those atrocities to him.
Damn, it was hard for you to believe that as well.

"Jungkook... "

"I don't want to hear you!"
Jungkook glared your way. "I don't care how much you want to... help me." He scoffed, looking your way full of distrust.

"Ok. I will not say anything about that. I understand that you can't trust anyone. I understand that you must have your reason." You smiled sadly." After all, you were hurt by the ones who were supposed to love and protect you. It isn't easy to give your trust to a stranger."

Tears filled your eyes and your heart lodged like a lump of stone in your throat. You couldn't stop your tears from falling. You didn't know how to approach him. How to destroy that wall he had around his heart. You felt useless in front of him but you couldn't give up. If you would do that, then everything would be over. He would remain lost forever.

"I just want to be left alone.  Why can't you and those people... why can't you all just close your eyes and forget about my existence. I did nothing wrong to any of you. So why? Why do I have to endure all of this again and again? I am so tired. I don't know anything. I don't know what happened that night. I don't know if I killed them or not... I don't know. So, please... Just leave me alone. "

"And what if I were to take you away from here? If I take you with me... will you come? "

Those words left your mouth without even giving a thought. Seeing him so destroyed, so lonely and hurt, you just felt the need to give him a little hope.

"Why would you do that? "

"Why would I want to get away from here? "

"Why would I want to come with you?"

Then on his features appeared a small smile. "I don't want you. Just so you know."

Your lips pressed at that. Your chest tightened. It hurt.
"I never implied anything. I... I just... "

"I don't know what the other me is like. But from what you had told me, I am sure you must have developed some kind of feelings. You told me you kissed two times already. But... I am not him. I feel nothing towards you. I don't want you as a lover. I don't want you as a friend. I don't need you. I don't need anyone. All I want is to disappear."

"But I will not let you."

"Didn't you understand what I just said? "

"I did. But like I said, I don't dream to be that close to someone. Especially someone who is locked in a prison. I am not that crazy. I am not that brave." You let out a small chuckle.
"I don't have feelings for anyone. Regarding that kiss, I had with... It was a mistake. It wasn't real. So you don't have to think too much about it."

Yes, it was a lie. Even Jungkook didn't believe you but he let it be.
He smiled a little as he was watching you nervously biting your bottom lip, your eyes avoiding his. His smile was warm.

"Where would you take me hmm? Someone like me... How could you live with someone like me? "
Jungkook smiled painfully as he tilted his head to the side waiting for your answer.

"I would take you to my house.

You smiled back at him. Taking the keys from the desk you released Jungkook without a second thought.
"Can I trust you? "

Jungkook's eyes were stuck on the handcuffs which were now laying on the floor at his feet. Standing up slowly, his eyes darkened as he looked back at you straight into your eyes.

Then gently grabbing your waist, he pushed you against the wall restraining your movements.

"Jungkook? "

You couldn't say another word because your lips were sealed by his as he pushed the needle of a syringe into your neck.