━CHAPTER FOURTY━

"today at 4 pm, jeon jeongguk was scheduled for his execution. but at approximately 3:56 pm several gunshots were heard going off from inside the building. after multiple officers stormed inside, they found the door to jeon's room to be locked, but once they made it in... a baffling discovery was awaiting them."

jeongguk's mind was blurring as he watched the doctor push down onto the syringe, pumping him full of the toxic injection. he already felt how he was being affected, his energy being drained out as he stopped tugging at the straps wrapped around his arms.

"no..." he muffled out, feeling himself get lost in a spiral. "no, no, no!" he started to choke on his breathing as his chest rose and fell erratically.

he heard a faint ringing echoing in his ear.

"stop... i don't wanna... don't wanna... alone... no..." he mumbled out, shaking and twisting his head against the hard material of the bed. "be alone–no! please! i don't wanna! hyung, hyung, hyung, please!" his cries were desperate, frail while being choked out.

then they came. several gunshots going off and screams heard.

jeongguk could barely process anything as the door to his room swung open, revealing a figure dressed in black carrying some sort of gun.

and it went off, empty bullet cases went flying and hit the floor with a clang, everyone surrounding jeongguk collapsed onto the ground, pools of blood forming around their lifeless bodies.

the teenager whimpered, his vision was hazy and things were spinning. he couldn't properly see.

he heard the clatter of a gun falling to the floor, and noticed how the figure approached him.

"please... i don't wanna..." he was still whimpering out, his breathing still a mess and his entire body trembled. "alone, no... i–hic–I don't... please–hic—" the poor boy started to hiccup as well.

"shh... hey, hey..." a velvet voice spoke gently, large hand making jeongguk's restraints coming undone before cupping his cheeks. but the younger's vision was so blurry that he couldn't make out the figure, his entire mind was in shambles.

"d-don't wanna be al-alone–hic–please..." the smaller desperately clutched at the man's wrists, eyes brimming with tears as they trickled down his face.

"It's okay, it's okay. i'm here, darling. hyung's here." the man brought his face down and pecked the other on his forehead, cradling the smaller boy in his arms. "you're okay, i'm here."

the smaller was still crying, he wasn't calming down.

"t-taehyung—" he sobbed out, one hand weakly clawing onto the man's shirt as he hopelessly sought after that recognisable warmth.

"yeah, taehyung's here." the man–taehyung–spoke softly, fingers threading through the ebony locks of the teen.

taehyung's orbs flicker over to the arm that was laying limp by jeongguk's side, the injection stabbed into his vein. the older noticed how much had already been pumped into the other.

he sighed. defeated.

taehyung moved jeongguk's body up the bed and sat behind him, holding the boy close to his chest with his arms securely wrapped around him.

"does it hurt, baby?" the older whispered into his ear, moving jeongguk's long hair out of his eyes, kissing the revealed skin of his forehead.

"mhmm... h-hurts.... i-i—don't wanna be alone... please... hurts so much... m-make it st-stop–hic—" the boy staggered out between his short breaths. taehyung felt how jeongguk's body convulsed under his hold, his entire frame was shaking. the teenager started to cry out even harder, nothing was calming him down.

taehyung closed his eyes, pain striking his heart as he deeply inhaled the sweet scent of dried blood and cigarette ash from the younger's hair.

"it's okay, darling. hyung's is going to help you, alright?" he knew he wasn't going to get a response, jeongguk just continued to wail and tremble in his hold.

taehyung's hand went down to the injection, his finger coming up to press down the rest of the poison into the teen's bloodstream.

"you're going to be okay. it's all going to be okay." the older whispered as his other arm tightened his grip around the boy.

it worked fast, taehyung felt how jeongguk started to relax, his trembling stopped and he started to grow limp in the other's hold. taehyung peppered his forehead with soft kisses as he removed the empty syringe from jeongguk's vein.

taehyung buried his head into the crook of jeongguk's neck, the burn and ache in his heart was unbearable as he felt the teenager gradually stop moving altogether.

he raised his head a little, surprised when he felt something wet on jeongguk's skin, only to see that it was his own tears that had fallen.

taehyung was crying for the first time in his entire life, and it was because of jeongguk.

the older smiled, then gently pressed one more kiss against the soft plush skin of jeongguk's neck, right at his pulse.

"i love you too, cupcake." his lips mumbled against the skin.

one more tear fell when he felt the usual beating and pumping of the pulse die down, becoming so slow until it... ceased.

jeongguk went limp, his entire bodyweight falling against taehyung's chest.

the older leaned back against the wall, bringing jeongguk's body with him, then he leaned over and took out his pistol from his back pocket.

he didn't waste another second before pressing it against the side of his head.

he was smiling when he pulled the trigger.

"another man, who seemingly had nothing to do with the case, was found in the room, holding the convicted murderer in his arms with a gunshot wound to the head. jeon jeongguk died from the lethal injection given to him by the state."

"the man's identity goes by the name of kim taehyung, whom jeon jeongguk seemingly confessed his love to as his final words before his execution."

"it's assumed that these two were lovers. our modern-day tragic end of romeo and juliet. Yet no one knows the history of these two, and what their intentions with all the murders were—"

the reporter continued to talk while looking into the camera, the background of the dark building that was surrounded with yellow tape, police cars and officers was viewable to the audience. dead bodies were being carried out into ambulance cars, the corpses covered in a sheet out of respect. 

one young man that was standing outside the building brings up a hand and lowers down his police cap, to cover more of his face, then turns and starts walking away from all the commotion.

the cop is smiling, thinking back at what someone told him a few years ago.

"why are you taking in some troubled kid from the streets, tae?" a young jimin frowns when his best friend tells him what he has done. "they should be going into juvie."

taehyung cracks a smile, cocking his gun before aiming and getting a headshot at the wooden target.

"i think we can both agree that i won't be living for very long, chim." taehyung says as he reloads his weapon, not making eye-contact with the other. "and i would like to spend my last few moments knowing that someone out there cares about me."

jimin scowled, he was leaning against the doorframe of the cubicle of the shooting area.

"i care about you." the older scoffs, irritated that his feelings were being ignored in this whole situation. taehyung just grins.

"i know you do, chim. but that's not what i mean."

the older quirks up a brow and cocks his head in confusion.

"then, what do you mean?"

taehyung lifts his gun once more and pulls the triggers another three rounds, then blows the against the muzzle before pulling out a napkin and cleaning the barrel.

"i want someone who is willing to die for me, someone who has my name running through their head every second of the day like a mantra in an endless loop." taehyung smirks while tucking away the weapon, flicking the safety on. "i want someone who is just as miserable, lonely and crazy as i am."

"and i want them to the one to kill me."

jimin just sighed, running a hand through his hair. he hated having this talk with taehyung, the younger was always going on and on about how badly he wanted to shoot himself in the head. as a best friend, it wasn't that comforting to constantly hear.

"how about you just live and grow old with them?" the smaller suggested, but taehyung just snorted.

"what's the fun in that?" taehyung smirks. "i know it doesn't make sense to you, but that's my happy ending."

"either i die at the hands of someone who is worthy of killing me, or the government executes me in their boring style while i'm trapped in a room knowing that everyone in the world is wishing me dead." the younger explains.

jimin gives up, sagging his shoulders and letting out a breath as he looks to the side.

"fine, if that's what you really want. i'll help you."

taehyung grins, throwing his arm around the shorter's shoulder.

"thanks, hyung. you're the best."

jimin clicks his tongue, stuffing his hands in his front pockets as he walks away from the crime scene. a small bittersweet smile playing at his lips.

hope you're happy, tae.

end of novocaine

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peace out hoes ✌️

i'm 17 today bitches 😎