Chapter 17: drunk dazed

                  Taehyung, who was looking at you, was smiling. He held a hand and asked you to sit on the sofa.

"Right... we need to go, we're going to –"

"Wait, is Yoongi coming?" you asked, "Is he the someone you had asked help for?"

Taehyung looked back at Yoongi and could only shrug, "Don't look at me like that. I disagree with you. You've brought it yourself."

Your heart started to rise. Something was not right.

"Tae... what are you hiding again?" you asked, "No more secrets!"

"I know, and that is why, since I'm going to tell you everything, you need to trust me. Please don't freak out or anything." This seems like a scene you've seen before. Even the place felt familiar. Yoongi sat in front of you, trying to communicate silently. He, too, seemed agitated, but he tried his best to stay calm.

"Promise me you're not going to throw a fit?"

"Are you going to promise you won't chain me again if I throw a fit?" you retort. Yoongi chuckled at the scene because your feisty self wasn't backing down even after everything you've been through.

"Anne... I'm serious here."

"So am I. Are you going to treat me like a five-year-old who will need to be chained like an animal?"

Taehyung couldn't help to sigh, rubbing his face frustratingly, "Alright... just please think through why I did it."

Taehyung then goes outside, "Wait."

You were left back with Yoongi, who was also quiet.

"Don't be so mad at Tae. He's not that smart, but I know, "Yoongi started, "But he knows what he's doing."

"I did, and I got chained in the bed."

"That's your fault for trusting me," Yoongi snickers, "For that, I asked for your forgiveness."

"and if I don't forgive you?"

"Right now, anyone willing to go against Jungkook is an enemy of the guy, has the gut, or a death wish. So you gotta bet on everyone willing to do it. If this doesn't convince you enough, then I don't know what?"

You were quiet. You stood up from the sofa as you looked back at the interior, and the familiarity of the room made you turn back at Yoongi, who was silently sitting down.

"Yoongi, where are we exactly?"

"You don't need to know about it right now."

"This place seems familiar to me," you told him, and his eyes opened, and he stared at you with his cat-like eyes.

"No, you don't."

"Yoongi..." You looked around when finally, you saw something familiar. You walked to the basket to see a familiar pair of scissors, the scissors you used the first time you were trapped inside the house, the place you were trapped inside.

"You've got to be –" the door had opened, and Taehyung walked in with a man you wish would burn in hell for the rest of his life.

"Get the hell out of here!" You grabbed the scissors from the basket, and the boys looked at you.

"You've got the guts even to show your face, you piece of duck!" You cursed out, "After all you've done, creating a monster inside the house?"

"This seems familiar, isn't it?" He begins, "I heard the news; this is what you did when you stopped here for the second time. Time flies, doesn't it?"

"Cut your bullshit, Namjoon. Where the fuck is Seokjin?" You threaten. Namjoon chuckles as he walks to you, "Stay there." You told him as you swung the scissor in your hands.

"I'm not here to fight you."

"I know, now give me Seokjin back," you told him, and Namjoon shook his head.

"About him, I have to apologize for my behaviour. I had to do it, and of course, I couldn't do it without even thinking straight, so it came out harsher," Namjoon took a phone out, putting in the grown before he backed down. You calmly walk towards the phone.

Inside the phone was a single video that said play me, opening the video, you gasp in fear. It was Seokjin beating up like pulp. Didn't you know whether to be relieved he was alive or even alive?

"It – is – the...."

"He's alive somewhere."

"You're a monster, you know that, right?" you looked at Namjoon, "you're a bigger monster than Jungkook was. At least Jungkook wears his cape like a villain. How could you stand here like a hero and act as a villain? Do you not have a heart?"

"That is why I need to apologize," Namjoon walks closer towards you, "and I don't know how to do it, except."

Namjoon, who walks by, grabs the scissors and plunks them into his eyes. Your eyes widen as the boys then stand up.

"Namjoon!"

"You fucking –"

"Now we're even right?" Namjoon looks up at you with his left bleeding eye. "This is the least I could do for the pain Seokjin had to go through." Your hands were trembling in fear. As your eyes watch Namjoon, he stands up from his place, and Taehyung hands him a handkerchief.

"Anne would have forgiven you either way," Taehyung told him, "You are going to cause a liability to yourself now."

"I know, even if she did or not, this is the only way, "Namjoon whispered. He gladly took the eyepatch Taehyung held out. Namjoon then stopped by you, who was staring.

"If I could turn back time, I would give Seokjin back to you without a second thought. Because if you love something, you will set them free." Namjoon stagger to the chairs, "Correct?"

"Just tell me where he is," your stubborn self wouldn't budge on Namjoon's little words. You know he likes to talk too much to stall. Now you need answers.

"I told you, you talk too much," you told him, "Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be with Jungkook?"

Namjoon chuckles, "Even up until now, I couldn't shake the devil off me." Namjoon took a while to answer before he looked at you with his eye, "I don't know where he is. I am not a person able to control how his mind, body and soul work. I'm just a person he used to get what he wants."

"Liar..." you whisper, "you're the man of the house."

"I am, but I'm not that special. I am the man if you're looking for the house, but the real one lies in the hands of the person who crazily calls himself your husband."

"Am I the only person in this world who doesn't know we are legally married?"

Namjoon was about to answer before your sharp eyes looked at him, "Don't answer me."

"No one had seen your marriage Anne," Taehyung whispered, "but papers like this, you can't just appear without any question. Not even any of us could find prove this was not real. It was always between you and Jungkook."

"How long? How long since you've known we're married?" You asked Namjoon.

"Long enough after you were brought back by Seokjin. Jungkook was not happy. I was also never fond of Jungkook for what he had done, but if I don't listen to him, he'll throw a bigger tantrum, and you all know that."

"Then, what are your intentions, Namjoon?"

"We take him down, and please free me from him this time because he's not willing to listen to me anymore." He pleads, " He'll only listen to you. Please, I will help you."

A/N: Hi! Now do really believe Namjoon?