"My fate was always against me.
Like always.."

07/05/21
Rewritten : 26/06/22

Do a lot of comments guys, I seriously squeal while reading them.

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Please ignore the mistakes.
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Third person POV

Taehyung hated his stupid life a lot, from his childhood but today he felt like murdering his own life, the blonde wanted to stab his heart if his life was a person. 

His eyes were flung open as bright sunlight made their way down on his face, the mafia hugging him like a kola, face peaceful like a baby but all Taehyung could feel was anger and sadness.

He had sneakily tried to get away from the mafia boss, softly removing his arm from his waist and trying to untangle their tangled legs.

The male had even got up from the mattress, ready to run away with all his might, get to Yeonjun and inform Yoongi, but a scared whimper had made its way out of his lips. When the blonde felt himself dragged back, falling down on Jungkook's hard chest, who still had his eyes closed.

"Where do you think you are going, cub?" The mafia's rich voice filled his ears as he struggled in his grip, now the mafia glaring at him with open eyes.

"Eager to meet your husband, hmm?" Taehyung was frozen in his place, his eyes starting stinging with tears as his heartbeat quickened. Those horrible memories gave him shivers. 

The blonde was pushed into the bathroom by the mafia as Taehyung did his routine, silently crying and stressing over his fucked up life.

The blonde was so ready to leave the room and find Yeonjun as soon as the mafia left for the restroom, but a gasp left his mouth when Jungkook cuffed his hand with the headpost.

"No risks, you know?" The male had uttered, disappearing behind the doors, taking keys with him, leaving the blonde to struggle.

And even when Taehyung knew it was useless to struggle, he did. Worry for his baby, Jaehyun filing his heart, he just wanted to fucking escape those stupid people, but the struggle did nothing but make him cry for another time. 

The blonde had made a plan C to escape the mafia, he knew the raven couldn't just take him everywhere he wanted but it was brutally failed when the mafia cuffed his right hand with his left, leaving him dumbfounded. 

Taehyung trailed behind the mafia struggling, begging, pleading and even ended up crying but it felt like Jungkook had stuffed his ears with cotton.

And now, just like that the mafia sat in his office working on his billion dollar deals, as Taehyung struggled to get himself free from those metal handcuffs.

"J-jungkook, pl-please, t-trust me.." The blonde stuttered nth time in front of the mafia who ignored him like a wall.

Wave of anger flew in Taehyung's body as he jerked his left hand forcefully opposite to the mafia causing him to flinch and mess up his sheets, the soft doe eyes throwing daggers at the blonde.

Taehyung felt himself gulping down the heavy lump that formed in his throat, heart going wild in fear– am I done? And he flinched when the mafia leaned toward his face with a clenched jaw.

Shutting his eyes tight, Taehyung breathed in terror but he looked confused when mafia uttered his next words.

"I didn't plan to do that but you need a few lessons." Jungkook's cold voice gave goosebumps to his skin as Taehyung felt his breath hitch and fear crawling to him for an unknown reason.

The male let himself be dragged by Jungkook toward the small couch in the room, the mafia sitting beside him with a smirk curled on his lips.

"Play the recording." He uttered, voice dominating, making Taehyung stop a whimper in submission, looking down and shutting his eyes tight.

"A-appa.." His eyes flung open as the male jerked up on his feet, eyes going wide and a soft yelp passing his lips when he was jerked back to his place because of his cuffed hands with the mafia.

"A-appa.." Jaehyun's broken voice filled his ears, tears already making their way down his cheeks as he looked desperately at the screen, some dark room's recording playing there.

"Appa, h-hurts, hurt.. pl-please.." His boy cried out and a sob left Taehyung's lips, he could feel his baby's pain, his child was hurt, he was crying in pain as the mafia boss smirked watching Taehyung cry.

The blonde could see a small figure laying on the dirty floor, darkness making it impossible to see his face but Taehyung was sure it was Jaehyun's voice.

The younger's eyes snapped toward the mafia when heard a chuckle from his side, eyes and nostrils flaring in anger, eyes that were vulnerable, now glaring at him.

"Darling, are you crying, don't cry that shit deserve–" The mafia started but he was left shocked, a few gasps were heard from the guards standing behind, as Jungkook felt his ear buzzing from the hard strike he got on his face.

"How dare you touch my baby! My baby doesn't deserve this! He doesn't deserve all of your sickness! You fucking son of a bitch!" The blonde yelled at the mafia's face, angry and sad tears leaving his almond eyes as Jungkook clicked his tongue.

With one furious moment, Taehyung was pressed on the floor, his jaw held tight by the other, who glared at him and if eyes could kill, Taehyung would be a dead meat. 

The mafia raised his hand making Taehyung let out a fearful shriek, his eyes closing out of instincts but just then there was a knock on the door, the wooden frame softly opening by a guard, 

His next words drained all the colours from Taehyung's face as Jungkook smirked evilly, "Yugyeom is here, sir." 

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"Pl-please, please, J-jungkook, plea– Shh!" The blonde was shushed by Jungkook whose index finger pressed against his own lips aggressively, Taehyung sobbing silently.

"You will not utter a word now, one more word and your son will be dead!" The mafia boss threatened, the younger male desperately shaking his head, his lips sealed.

"Say one word about that thing to Yugyeom and your son would be saying goodbye to this world. Got it?" The younger nodded his head as he let himself be forcefully dragged by the mafia toward the living area but his feet came to an immediate stop when his orbs fell on the male standing there impatiently. 

Bad and horror filled memories occupied Taehyung's brain, his heart going wild, tears making their way down his cheeks as he already felt dizzy from the lack of air going in his nostrils. 

His hand immediately found Jungkook's biceps to hold tightly, wrist held by the mafia free from those cuffs. The action caused something to churned in the mafia boss's heart, sensing the fear from the blonde, his eyes softened for a mere second. 

But the coldness was back as soon as they met Yugyeom's sick orbs, smirk curling on his pink rough yet soft lips.

Jungkook's feet came to halt as he stood in front of Yugyeom whose eyes shifted to the cowering male behind his back, darkness filling his orbs, the mafia noticing his and the younger's every move.

A twitch of expressions was seen on Yugyeom's face when he saw Taehyung's fragile form pressed against Jungkook's built back, long fingers clutching on his bicep, as Younger refused to look at him, before he smiled.

"Aww, my husband seem to love you a lot Jungkook, see pressing against your back like a fucking who-re! Come here, Taehyung!" Yugyeom uttered, tears of humiliation brimmed the blonde's eyes, who clenched tighter on the raven.

Yugyeom's jaw clenched as he forward his arm to get the hold of the younger, who shrieked in fear and cowered against the mafia, tears spilling from his eyes, the male's eyes flickered to Jungkook's who stood there with ice cold expressions, not making an effort to detached the fearful blonde from him.

Yugyeom's fist clenched in anger and with one long stride, he harshly grabbed Taehyung's forearm causing him to cry out in pain from the harsh hold, nails digging into his skin. 

"What did I tell you about obeying me, sweetheart?" Yugyeom hissed at his face, Taehyung only looking down and crying in response, before Yugyeom's eyes shifted on the pastel purple hoodie he was wearing. 

A smirk curled on his face as he let go of the other's arms, Taehyung desperately looking back at the mafia who stared at them with blank eyes.

"Who gave you this, hoodie?" He asked, nodding his own head in response, Yugyeom's hands made its way to the hem of Taehyung's hood in order to lift it up the action caused Taehyung to flinch back, Jungkook's eyebrows frowning. 

"Don't mind us, Jungkook. I guess my baby has forgotten that he's not allowed to wear clothes in front of me." The words caused a shiver run down the raven's spine, closing his eyes for a moment, his fist clenched. 

Taehyung's breath hitched in fear, more tears flowed down his chin as he looked around in absolute terror. 

"C'mon, Taehyung, get rid of this stupid piece, sweetheart, C'mon do it!" Taehyung struggled with his husband, who smirked watching him squirm around, his fearful eyes and tears giving him an unknown pleasure.

"Pl-please.." The blonde choked on his sob, his pastel purple hoodie already reaching his top, almost revealing his chest when the mafia decided to interfere. 

"I didn't mean to interfere in your and your husband's business Yugyeom, but let me remind you, you are on my private property and my men are really respectful, and sensible they wouldn't allow such harassment even if Taehyung is your husband, yeah?" Jungkook's voice was stern and dominating, which caused Yugyeom to stop his actions and look around, indeed Jungkook's every guard had their fingers clutched around their guns, their cold ice orbs shooting daggers at him with only anger and hatred.

Yugyeom scoffed as he stepped back, leaving Taehyung to stumble on his steps and colliding with the mafia boss, sobs and hiccups leaving his pretty lips as he curled against Jungkook's chest.

"Pl-please, hear me once.. only once." Taehyung whispered in a broken voice, his small fist clenching Jungkook's shirt, eyes never rising from his buff chest.

"Sweeth–" Yugyeom's words were stopped mid when the mafia boss shushed him with his index finger, eyes never leaving the blonde mop of hair.

"I-i know you don't t-trust me and I understand, b-but please don't hurt Jaehyun, h-he did nothing, pl-please.." The younger male merely looked up, his eyes pleading and vulnerable, the mafia's expressions unreadable. 

"I-i will go with Yugyeom, w-will endure E-everything, I-i know you s-said that you wanna h-hurt me too, i-its okay. Y-you can hurt me too as m-much as you w-want. I promise…" The male tilted his head, cupping his skin at his throat, tears flowing down uncontrollably.

"J-just don't h-hurt my b-baby, I-i beg." Taehyung clasped his hands in front of the mafia, who bit on his bottom lip about to say something but didn't as Taehyung stared at the raven's chest where his heart rested.

"I-i l-love you, Jungkook. I-i really, really, r-really love you." Taehyung's broken whispers filled his ears, as the younger one sobbed out his pain. 

Taehyung leaned forward as he placed a soft peck over the raven's beating heart, resting his forehead on his chest and with his hands curled against his shirt, the blonde sobbed one more time, letting his body dragged by Yugyeom, he didn't once look back.

As Taehyung's words echoed in Jungkook's ears. "You deserved b-better, love. I-i am sorry, s-so sorry."

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The man's forehead was covered with sweat, his heart panicking and with his eyes wide, fingers clutching on the steering wheel tightly till the knuckles turned white, as he rapidly pressed on the horn, other people in the car equally panicked and worried.

Yoongi swore he would burn the whole government down if anything happened to Jaehyun today as he was forced to reach Seoul by road as airlines were temporarily down because of some security purpose.

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The male was in between one of his meetings that concerned underworld meetings– guns, drugs, thief, gangs, crime, were their top topics.

His cat-like eyes were shooting daggers at the man sitting in front him, eyes ever so cold and blank, but all of their attention was diverted toward Yoongi's secretary who barged in his office, fear lacing her face.

The lady stepped toward the underworld boss as she whispered something in his ear, Yoongi dismissing the meeting then and there.

When all the people left, Yoongi was handed his phone as he pressed the device against his ear, worrying about his husband filling his orbs.

"Jimin, what happ–

"Y-yoon, t-they t-took him, J-Jaehyun, t-they– Jungkook's g-guards t-took him away.." He heard his husband cry out on the line, himself turning pale before running to his mansion, forming Jin, Namjoon and Hoseok on his way. 

"If something happened to Jaehyun today, I would never be able to face Taehyung again." Only if he knew.

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Soft sobs left his pretty bruised lips, his almond eyes not opening from the pain he felt, his arms painted red from the rough hold with hands tied behind his back as the blood trickled down his wrist.

His bare upper half pressed against the cold floor as the male laid there only in his pants, his mind hazy. 

Whimpers escaped his mouth that were field with fear and pain, the soft sound of the locks opening filled his ears as Taehyung shrieked back in absolute terror when felt someone approaching him.

A hiss made its way out of his mouth when his soft blonde locks were tucked by the male who smirked at him, pushing his head up to face him.

"My dear Taehyung, do you even know how much I have missed you? From fucking two years I didn't felt your soft skin against my palm." The man uttered, disgust crawling on the blonde's heart as he flinched back when Yugyeom pinched his skin at his tummy, making him let out a pained cry.

Yugyeom's eyes shone with pleasure when met Taehyung's scared and vulnerable orbs, a sick smirk never leaving his lips.

"God! Your fucking scared eyes and tears really raise my sadistic side." Yugyeom leaned toward the blonde who looked away from him in panic, a chuckle passing through his lips.

"Aww, don't worry, sweetheart, I will not touch you, unless your stupid ex-husband comes here, he fucking made a deal, you know. He wanted to hurt you first." Taehyung's eyes brimmed with fresh tears hearing Yugyeom's words– Jungkook gonna h-hurt me? Y-you deserve it, Taehyung, you d-do.

"Fuck! I can't wait to see him whipping you with his leather belt as you cry and scream in pain!" New tears rolled down his chin as Taehyung prepared himself for everything that was going to come in his way.

A soft knock was heard as Taehyung watched Yugyeom stand up from his kneeling position, a guard informing him that the mafia boss had arrived. 

Taehyung clenched his eyes shut, forcing his tears to stay back, ears filling with the opening of the wooden frame once again and the cologne that hit his nostrils, Taehyung knew Jungkook was there.

His breath became swallowed from fear, feeling goosebumps on his tanned skin, the man tried his best to stay strong, getting ready for the upcoming hits, biting on his bottom lip and almost drawing blood out of it, he let out a sob.

Flinching terribly and his eyes fluttering open when felt someone's warm skin over his cold cheeks as he got lost in the dark charcoal orbs of Jungkook. 

Tears warmed Taehyung's eyes, trying to blink his tears away as he looked at the mafia boss with such guilt filled orbs that made Jungkook's heart ache. 

The mafia's orbs moved down on Taehyung's lips, seeing the blood on the corner on his lips he felt anger rising in his chest, those bruises and Taehyung's naked upper half made Jungkook see red, his inner beast who wanted to hurt the blonde now demanding revenge for hurting his angel.

Jungkook's fingers brushed against Taehyung's bruises as he softly untied the younger wrist making him let out a pained whimper, curling his fist on his own chest like a scared baby.

"Hey Jungkook, you didn't do anything till now! C'mon man show some manliness." Both of their ears got filled with the most annoying voice as Yugyeom just then entered the room, frowning in confusion and the way Taehyung flinched never went unnoticed by Jungkook. 

The male stood up from his kneeling position, Taehyung still on the floor looking confused and scared at the same time, his heart nearly reaching his throat.

"Manliness? Sure, let me show you some." The mafia boss uttered, his fist raising landing on the other's face who stumbled back from the punch, his lip busting.

"What the fuck–" Yugyeom's words were caught in his throat as mafia's fingers wrapped themselves around his throat, slamming him against the wall.

Yugyeom's feet swam in the air, struggling in the harsh hold of the mafia he suck in greedy breath, a broken chuckle escaping his mouth that left Jungkook confused.

The mafia missed the guard entering the room, Taehyung's eyes widening when he understood his intentions but the blonde was too late, not able to get up on his feet, a scream left his mouth.

The mafia boss's expressions twitched in pain, soft gasping passing his mouth, when the guard stabbed him from behind, looking down Jungkook gasped one more time, tears of pain brimming his eyes.

The knife was stabbed rapidly from behind Jungkook, his hold losing on Yugyeom's throat who coughed before gathering himself. The flowing blood from Jungkook makes his heart swell with pleasure.

Taehyung found it difficult to even breathe, his eyes didn't even blinked once watching the raven falling down on his knees and their eyes met when Jungkook fell forward.

Warm tears escaped the blonde's almond eyes, Jungkook also crying tears, feeling his eyelids getting heavy and breath getting rigid, he let his eyes close, a sob passing his lips, his body went limp.

"J-jungkook…" The soft whisper of Jungkook's name rolled out of Taehyung's tongue, warm water slipping down his chin continuously. 

"K-koo.." A hiccups filled the room, the blonde trying to crawl toward the mafia boss but he was caught by his husband, Yugyeom.

Taehyung looked up at the male, his vulnerable orbs filling with pure anger, starting struggling in his hold, the blonde started throwing hand like a furious kitten.

Let go! Jungkook! Fucking let me go!" He screamed in anger and was slammed against the concrete wall, a hard strike landing against his bread cheeks, crying out in pain– not physical but the way his heart.

"W-what do you w-want?" He cried, Yugyeom's nails digging into his skin, drawing out blood as the other grinned.

"You! I want you!" Taehyung couldn't do anything but sobbed watching the mafia laid down in his own pool of blood.

"Pl-please, g-go.. a-away.. I-i a-am.." Taehyung choked on his tears, he was tired, so tired of his life, of his fate, of such pain and those people, tired of everything. 

"K-kill me, pl-please, I-i beg.." 

"Kill you? But sweetheart, don't you wanna meet your son, hmm?" Taehyung's felt his breath knocked out of his lungs, instantly looking up at Yugyeom, his orbs raditae pure terror. 

"Yes, I know that shit is with Yoongi? No! You played well, Taehyung. But not now, my men will get him and then he will also regret taking birth in this world!" Yugyeom hissed at his face, making Taehyung shake his head, warm water droplets kissing his cheeks.

The fearful orbs and scared expressions made Yugyeom give a sick smile to him, caressing his cheeks as he leaned toward Taehyung, caging him between himself and the wall, still sprawled on the floor.

"Did you forget how we made him, Taehyung huh? When I cum deep inside while you were begging and crying, were thrashing around as my co–"

"S-stop, pl-please.. no!" Taehyung begged, past memories filling his mind, driving him toward a state of mind when he felt those things happening again. Disgusting touches crawling on his skin.

"Why, Taehyung, don't you wanna remember how you left this shit head because you feared about your unborn baby and then killed him with your hands no, Tae?" The blonde shakes his head, panic rising in his chest, guilt and sadness over building his heart.

"But did you know, you didn't abort him?" The younger's breath hitched as he looked up at the cruel man, his confused expression making Yugyeom laugh.

"My sweetheart, I gave you the medicine to abort that child, the tablet you thought are of simple headache were of child abortion and fuck! When you started bleeding, it was supposed for the child to just die but you ended up bleeding! But swore on earth, how fucking pretty you were looking, crying and screaming." More furious tears left Taehyung's eyes, who hiccuped looking at the man in front of him with hatred.

"You are a fucking monster!" A throaty laugh passed Yugyeom's lips as he glared at the blonde, leaning toward his fragile form.

"I am a monster! I am a beast! Who killed your child! Who fucking harassed you! Who fucked you forcefully! Who tried to kill his own child- Jaehyun! Who abused you! Who did so many bad things to you! And I will continue doing them! I will fucking fuck you here in front of your dead lover's body!" Yugyeom screamed, making Taehyung shriek back in absolute fear and panic as he started thrashing around when Yugyeom's hand started removing his pants.

"N-no, pl-please, g-go.. of me.. Jungkook! H-hyung, s-save me.. I-i hate you.. Koo!" The blonde yelled but everything was in vain as he tiredly stopped fighting, hands falling down on his side, closing his eyes and with silent tears rolling down his face, he let the man in front of him do everything he wanted.

There was no escape, he deserved those actions, it was all his fault, he was made to suffer, no one was there to save him.

But;

He didn't feel any more weight over him, he no longer felt someone trying to get his pants off, opening his eyes merely, his heart clenched when met those charcoal orbs.

Ignoring all his pain, sitting up straight, he stared at the mafia boss in horror– was it a dream! No it can't be! 

Looking around, warm tears flowed down when his orbs witnessed Hoseok pressing Yugyeom against the wall, a sob escaping his strawberry lips.

The blonde looked up at Jungkook as the mafia made him sit down on the bed softly raising him up on his feet, Taehyung looking ever so confused. 

Jungkook's eyes never went down Taehyung's almond eyes as he tucked the Male's pants again, fingers never even brushing against his skin, he softly smiled.

"I am here, petal." The raven's soft whisper was it, as Taehyung broke down into loud cries, clutching on Jungkook's shirt like his life depended on it, his slender fingers tightly fisted around the mafia's shirt, sobbing into his chest, he cried out loud.

"H-he.. he, K-koo.. K-koo, h-he.."

"I am here, Taehyung. I am here." 

"I-i am sorry, s-so s-sorry, I-i am s-sorry, s-sorry.." The blonde chanted like a mantra, not letting go of Jungkook who kept on rubbing his back, shushing him like a child.

Taehyung softly let go of Jungkook's shirt, his eyes puffy from crying and sobbing, face messed up with tears. And that was when Taehyung's brain got hit with realisation as he gasped, looking worried.

"You were b-bleeding, Jung–

"It wasn't blood, Taehyung. Was just a part of the plan."

"Plan?" Taehyung's puppy eyes looked up at the mafia who chuckled, finding the other adorable, as a hiss was heard from behind them.

Looking back, Taehyung immediately held on Jungkook's shirt and the other kept his hand back at his comforting, Yugyeom's hands cuffed by a few unknown men.

He screamed in anger, when those men announced that he was under arrest, his sins accepted by him, himself as he glared at the mafia boss.

"I'll see you, Jeon!" He growled, the men smirking in response as he flipped his non existing bangs.

"Of course you will see me Yugyeom, after all I am a thing to see." Yugyeom gritted his teeth, letting his body be dragged by the officers as the mafia boss's looked back at the blonde.

"First go home, Taehyung. We will explain." Yoongi's soft voice was heard, catching Taehyung's attention who nodded his head sniffing, Jimin handing him a new baby pink hoodie, wearing it the blonde felt like breathing again.

Trying to stand up on his feet, the man fell down on the mattress again, his ankle twisted from the way he was dragged by Yugyeom before. The blonde looked up as he gulped watching Jungkook looking at him with somewhat unknown expressions, trying again only to fall but was caught by the mafia.

Jungkook supported the male on his feet, "Be careful!" Seokjin exclaimed in worry. The mafia smiled.

"Thank you, Hyu–

"Not for you, dumbass! Be careful with Tae." Jungkook poked his inner cheek with his tongue, ready to exclaim some back but gasped when Yoongi pushed him back, now holding Taehyung. 

"Hyun–"

"You are an idiot! And I don't trust you with, Taehyung." 

"What the–" Jungkook bit back his words, when watch Taehyung leaned toward Yoongi, comfortingly, much less awkward than him.

They all walked toward their cars, Taehyung supported by Yoongi as he limped his way, Jimin snorting in his way watching the mafia shooting daggers at them.

As the eldest of them made Taehyung sit in the car, other members also took their seats, except the mafia who was stopped by Yoongi. 

"Come in the other car, Jungkook." The words made the mafia frown, opening his mouth to argue back, he was stopped. 

"Taehyung is traumatised with you, Jungkook. He is still fearful in front you. He still flinches with your voice, are you understanding?" Yoongi asked cautiously, not to make the mafia hurt, Jungkook looking down.

"And also you stink with this red liquid or whatever.." The male joked, to lighten the other's mood but Jungkook being Jungkook, as he took it to his heart, glaring back at the shorter male behind Yoongi, he hissed.

"But I told you to not use this, stupid thing, your shorty made me do this!" A gasp was heard from behind the eldest as he sighed– not again please.

"Shory? Who the fuck you are calling short!" 

"You? I am calling you short– shorty!" 

"I swear–"

"What? What will you–

"Yoon ask this rotten bunny to leave or else I am gonna commit a murder." Yoongi snickered, watching Jungkook's eyes become big, feeling offended. 

"How dare you call me that–

"Rotten bunny!"

"You–

"Enough!" Yoongi screamed, both the male turning silent as Jungkook almost panicked when Jimin waved goodbye to him, getting inside the car.

"Get in the other car, Jungkook!" 

"Okay, hyung." And the mafia boss was left alone, all other members going with Taehyung. 

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The soft, steady pace of the car and the sift breeze hitting Taehyung's face made his eyes once again sting with tears, resting his head on the car's window, his eyes feeling heavy.

Was it the end of his suffering? Was he free from Yugyeom and leaving under fear? Did Jungkook forgive but he sent him there? 

Millions of questions filled Taehyung's heart as he felt himself drifting toward the deep slumber.

He didn't know what the future held for him, what his life had more to offer? What his fate had decided– oh! Yeah, his fate.
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5045 words. Phew.

This is chapter (17).

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I hope you liked this chapter. Also guys, we have reached 17th chapter, what is your say on the story, like from 1st chapter to till now? Do reply guys!

The above, Jungkook,  Taehyung and Yugyeom scenario was something I added. Re-readers might remember.

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Also guys, there's this one thing, I recently received a Dm. The person told me how shitty my work is and how I should d-i-e :)

They started with saying how I don't update early, when I told them I can't because of my tight schedule, they said I don't know how to write and I should respect them for reading my book– like bro I didn't get on your profile and messaged you to read my books you are the one who is reading and asking me for an update – and I guess this hurt their ego.

They called me names and said how I don't warn them about triggering topics in the book– first off all go at prologue chapter and open your eyes headlight and see, I have mentioned the warnings.

Also man– it's not my fault if you triggered by mention of abuse, violence, harassment okay I understand these might be triggering but– heavy angst triggers me, people shouting at each other triggers me– for bunny's sake please go and watch cindrella, barbie movies, cause i don't know if there's any ff out there where people don't shout!

And yeah, please don't tell me d-i-e I am a really precious hooman on this earth, so please get yourself treated or watch some BTS documentary. It might help.

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