Okay, all my lovely readers~♡♡♡ We're getting down to the last few chapters now.:3 Yay! Something to look forward to, I hope~♡♡♡ Well, I thank you all for your continued support and hope that you enjoy this chapter~♡♡♡ Fair warning of violence and sexual content for this chapter~♡♡♡

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Taehyung sat anxiously in his hospital bed, twisting his hands together in his lap as he waited on any news about Yoongi. Jungkook sat on the edge of the bed with Taehyung, Yoongi's blood still on his hands as he stared past his hands in a daze. Jungkook turned his head towards Taehyung slightly, opening his mouth to try and say something, only to close it without saying anything. He honestly didn't know what to say to ease the situation.

Jungkook could feel tears sting his eyes as he pictured Yoongi laying on the ground, struggling to breathe before the nurses rushed him off. He could picture how much blood was pooling out from under his body as he laid there. He choked out a soft sob, burying his face in Taehyung's shoulder. He didn't know how he was going to handle losing his brother, if Yoongi died. He didn't want to even think of that being a possibility as his shoulders shook with soft sobs of agony.

Taehyung gently rubbed Jungkook's back, trying to comfort him the best that he could. He hadn't heard anything about Yoongi either, so no words would do Jungkook any good. He was just as lost and confused as Jungkook was right now, but he had to be strong for the younger. He had to prove that everything was going to be okay, even if everything wasn't okay.
 
Taehyung peeked up slightly to see Namjoon standing in the doorway, guiding Seokjin back into the room. Taehyung could see that both of Seokjin's eyes were blacked as he stared at the gauze and bandage across Seokjin's nose. "Did Hoseok break your nose," he asked quietly as Seokjin sat down in a chair across from Taehyung's bed.

Seokjin nodded softly, trying not to move too much as he glanced up at Taehyung. "Yeah," he answered softly, his voice nasally as he spoke. He sighed softly as Namjoon rubbed his back, encouraging him not to pay attention to the sound of his own voice. Seokjin smiled softly as he leaned his head against Namjoon's head, glancing up at Taehyung again. "Have you heard any news about Yoongi or Hoseok," he asked, trying to clear the nasally sound still.

Taehyung still gently rubbed Jungkook's back, shaking his head gently as he pulled away from Jungkook slightly. "I haven't heard anything about either of them," he answered, slowly getting up out of his bed. He walked over towards Seokjin and Namjoon, kneeling down in front of Seokjin as he took his hands in his own. "I'm sorry that you got hurt," he apologized, his eyes falling towards the ground. He'd never meant for any of them to get hurt for him or get caught up in any of his business with Hoseok.

Seokjin gently patted Taehyung's head, smiling softly behind the bandage across his face. "Tae, it's not your fault," he stated, running his fingers through Taehyung's hair. Taehyung looked up slightly, smiling softly at Seokjin before slowly standing to his feet again. "I promise that it won't happen again, Jin," he stated with a gentle smile. "It won't happen again to any of you," he added, glancing at everyone in the room.

Hoseok sat across from the security guards that had taken him out of Taehyung's room, a bored expression on his face as he stared at them. "Look, I don't care who you work for," he started, placing his hands on the table. "But you will let me go or there will be consequences. You don't know me, so I'm going to give you the benefit of doubt for now, but my patience is wearing thin," he added, his eyes narrowing as he continued to stare at them. "The thinner my patience becomes, the more you'll suffer."

The red headed guard looked at the brunette guard as he gently pulled the other closer to whisper in his ear. Hoseok watched them carefully with dark eyes as the red haired officer kept eyeing him skeptically. Hoseok wondered if this guard had finally realized who he was or if he just feared the impending threat. Either way, he could care less as long as he could be with Taehyung again.

Both officers cleared their throats, giving each other a nervous glance before resting their eyes back on Hoseok. "You wouldn't happen to be part of the drug ring, would you," the brunette asked, his voice quivering slightly. Hoseok smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest. "What do you think?"

The brunette cleared his throat once more, pointing at the other guard. "He seems to think th- that he recognizes you as the drug lord and that most officers around here are on your p- payroll," he answered nervously as Hoseok laughed. "Looks like your friend is smarter than he appears," Hoseok answered vaguely once again, his eyes narrowing even more. "So? Am I free to go or are you and I going to have a problem?"

Both of them shook their head and remained seated when Hoseok stood up to take his leave. He stopped on his way out, taking his gun from off the table and continued on his way without another word to them. He continued on his way towards Taehyung's room, wondering if everybody else had finally left. He didn't want anyone else bothering them for the rest of the day.

Taehyung stared blankly at the wall once again, waiting to hear anything about Yoongi since Jin and Namjoon had left to check on him. He knew Yoongi had undergone surgery, but that was all he knew at the moment. He didn't know if the surgery had gone well or if there was bad news waiting for him. He was completely left in the darkness as his heart grew heavy with fear and anxiety. He chewed on his lower lip gently, clutching his blankets in one hand as he slowly stood up once again. 

Before he could even take a step towards the door, Hoseok's figure blocked the open doorway, a crazed look in his eye as he stared Taehyung down. He took one heavy step towards Taehyung, sliding the door shut behind him as he locked the latch on the door and slid the curtain shut. He wanted to make sure no one would see into the room as he approached Taehyung menacingly once again. "You thought you were rid of me? Is that it?"

Taehyung put his hands up in surrender, shaking his head as he took a hesitant step back. "N- no. Wh- why would you think that?" he asked, taking another hesitant step back until his back hit the IV stand behind him. He stumbled slightly but managed to regain his balance as Hoseok advanced on him. Hoseok wrapped his hands around Taehyung's throat once again, slamming his back into the wall behind him and lifting him off the ground.

Taehyung's hand clasped around Hoseok's wrist, his hand that was in the cast furiously smacking Hoseok's other wrist. Taehyung managed to pull his leg up far enough and kick Hoseok in the chest, knocking the air out of his lungs as they both sputtered and gasped for air. 

Taehyung readied himself for Hoseok to lunge at him once again, but after Hoseok caught his breath, he simply glared at Taehyung. He walked closer once again, realizing he didn't want to kill Taehyung, only teach him a lesson. He gripped the back of Taehyung's hair harshly, yanking his head to one side, his neck angled awkwardly as Taehyung cried out. "You will learn that no one will ever love you as much as I do," he hissed darkly, shoving Taehyung to his knees disgracefully. 

Hoseok stared down at him, gently caressing the side of Taehyung's face before yanking his head back to stare straight into his eyes. "Now, open your mouth," Hoseok demanded, his dark eyes leaving little room for argument as Taehyung did as he was instructed. 

He heard Hoseok unzip his pants and he knew what was coming next as Hoseok popped the button on his pants and pulled them down off his hips slightly. He still held a tight grip on Taehyung's hair as he pulled his cock from his pants, Taehyung staring up into Hoseok's eyes. "You know what to do," Hoseok stated, smirking down at the younger. "You're just lucky I don't have any uncooked rice for you to kneel in while you do this," he added as Taehyung gently licked his tip. 

Hoseok bit his lip as he watched Taehyung take his tip into his mouth and slowly slip his way down his length, a deep shiver running up Hoseok's spine. It had certainly been a while since Taehyung had a punishment like this. He thought that Taehyung had learned his lesson from all the times before, but he had been wrong apparently and he wasn't about to admit that he had been wrong. 

He gasped slightly as Taehyung swirled his tongue in a clockwise motion while he bobbed his head along Hoseok's length, gripping the base of Hoseok's cock with his hand. He slowly began to twist his hand gently in a counter clockwise motion, knowing Hoseok loved when he used this particular style. Hoseok stumbled back slightly, his back pressing into Taehyung's hospital bed as he met Taehyung's tear filled eyes. "Fuck, Tae. You've gotten better at that move," he whispered hoarsely, his eyes hooded with lust. 

Taehyung continued his ministrations, even while Hoseok shoved his length further down his throat, choking him in a sense as he gagged on Hoseok's tip from time to time. Taehyung continued to stare up at Hoseok as Hoseok fucked his mouth, Hoseok staring down at him with a smirk. "Are you going to behave from now on?"

Taehyung sucked harshly on Hoseok's tip, causing Hoseok to shudder with pleasure and close his eyes as a soft moan escaped his lips. "Good boy," he whispered, shoving his tip into the back of Taehyung's throat once again. Hoseok leaned his head back, feeling that small clasp of insanity close to shattering as Taehyung continued sucking Hoseok's cock. Hoseok bit his lip, ready to release at any moment until he heard the door being yanked on as if someone were desperately trying to get into Taehyung's room. 

Hoseok pulled Taehyung off of his length, quickly pulling his pants up once again as he buttoned and zipped them back up. "Now, who could that be?" he asked, hitting Taehyung with the butt of his gun. He figured when Taehyung had cried out, someone decided they'd make sure he was okay. He drew back the curtain to see Jungkook standing on the other side of the door with Namjoon and Jin.

Jungkook could see Taehyung laying on the floor behind Hoseok and he felt rage bubble up in his chest as he yanked on the door handle once more. Hoseok chuckled softly and tapped his gun on his shoulder before tapping his finger tip against the latch on the door. "It's locked," he stated, turning his back against them and walking away.

Jungkook grit his teeth, his anger getting the best of him as he watched Hoseok approach Taehyung once again. He felt fear run down his spine as he shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head to each side. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening his eyes. He glared straight ahead and reared his fist back, punching through the glass and unlocking the latch.

Before Jin or Namjoon could stop him, Jungkook stormed forward, gripping Hoseok's shirt roughly as he pulled him to his feet and punched him square in the jaw. Hoseok reeled, dropping his gun before regaining his balance as he glared at Jungkook. "You're going to pay for that," he spit, wiping his jaw to see if there was any blood. He could see a small amount smeared on his hand, realizing Jungkook must have busted his lip as his vision grew hazy. All he could see was red as he lunged at Jungkook.

Jungkook gracefully sidestepped Hoseok's wrath, spinning around and putting his fists up in a fighting stance. Jin and Namjoon rushed into the room to help Jungkook, Namjoon stopping short. He didn't want to see Jin get hurt again and he certainly didn't want to do anything, because he still had to work for Hoseok. 

Jin glanced back at Namjoon, quickly wrapping his arms around Hoseok's elbows and pinning them behind his back as he crouched down to keep Hoseok from head butting him in the face again. Jin glanced back at Namjoon, who was still frozen in place as Taehyung began to stir once again.

Jungkook knelt down beside Taehyung, slowly helping him into a sitting position while Hoseok thrashed about more. Taehyung glanced over and could see the bruise on Hoseok's face and the blood by his busted lip before he saw the flames of rage in his eyes. 

Taehyung saw Hoseok's gun out of the corner of his eye, and slid it over towards Namjoon. Taehyung could tell that Hoseok wasn't going to calm down anytime soon as he slowly lifted himself up onto unstable feet and wobbled a little closer towards Hoseok. Jungkook kept a steady hand on Taehyung as he kept Tae from getting too close to Hoseok, both of them watching as he tried his best to wriggle or kick himself free.

Namjoon slowly picked Hoseok's gun up, glaring at the back of Hoseok's head as he approached both Jin and Hoseok. He quickly raised the gun and brought the butt of the gun down sharply against Hoseok's head, his body falling completely limp in Jin's grip. 

Jin sighed softly as Namjoon grabbed one of Hoseok's arms, dragging him towards the door. "Let's get him as far away from here as possible before he wakes up," Namjoon suggested as Jin nodded and they continued to drag him out.

Jungkook stayed with Taehyung, helping him into his bed as Jungkook gently turned Taehyung's head in his hands to inspect everywhere. Taehyung stared into Jungkook's eyes before chuckling softly and catching Jungkook's attention. "You don't have to do that, I'm fine," Taehyung answered the confused expression on Jungkook's face. Jungkook pouted a bit, pulling away from Taehyung's face slightly as he couldn't help but stare at his lips. 

Taehyung took Jungkook's hand in his own gently, inspecting his knuckles as he looked back up into Jungkook's eyes through his hair and lashes. "Are you okay though? That's a nasty cut and I'm sure it will be bruised before tomorrow," he stated softly, running his thumb delicately over Jungkook's knuckles.

Jungkook's heart leapt into his throat as he tried his best not to let Taehyung know he still maintained deep feelings for him. Taehyung glanced up once again, noticing Jungkook had stiffened slightly. "Did that hurt, I'm sorry," he stated, retracting his thumb from Jungkook's knuckles. Jungkook simply shook his head lightly, but only gave Taehyung silence in his apology.

Jungkook pouted more, crossing his arms over his chest as his other hand left Taehyung's face now. "You let Jimin get that close to you," he blurted out in a bratty manner, annoyed at Taehyung and himself. Taehyung blinked rapidly in response before laughing softly. "What? Are you jealous I'm going to take Jimin from you," he asked jokingly, knowing that would never happen. Jimin and Taehyung didn't like each other like that, even when they helped each other with personal things from time to time, it never meant they loved each other like that. They had a very intimate relationship based on the foundation of them being brothers and Taehyung couldn't understand why that made Jungkook jealous.

"No, that's not why I'm jealous," Jungkook interrupted Taehyung's train of thought. "I'm jealous because you let Jimin get so intimate towards you," he admitted, his face burning with the heat from embarrassment as he realized what he'd just blurted out. Taehyung stared at him before laughing nervously and waving his hand to clear the air. "You don't mean that, Kookie."

Jungkook stopped when he heard his brother's nickname for him leave Taehyung's lips as he stared back at Taehyung, hurt. His face flushed once again as he realized the words he was about to say. "B- But I do mean that, Taetae..."

Taehyung stopped trying to play Jungkook's words off as he felt heat slowly trickling across his face from the name that Jungkook had just uttered. Nobody but Yoongi called him that. "K- Kookie. You can't. You shouldn't have," he stated, rather shocked. He didn't know Jungkook had actual feelings for him when Jungkook kissed him that night in the garden. "I- I'm no good for anyone, Kookie. I- I couldn't even protect your brother," he stated, biting his lip as he remembered Hoseok's words. 

Jungkook stared at Taehyung with a deep longing in his eyes as he sighed softly at his words, gripping Taehyung's hand in his. "I know that I shouldn't have. I don't want to ruin my brother's happiness either, but Tae... you don't know what it meant to me for you to risk your life just to save mine... My own brother wouldn't have even done that," he admitted softly, remembering all the times Yoongi had said 'I told you so' instead. "You were willing to give your life for mine... A- and I can't thank you enough, first off, but that really sparked something inside of me other than hatred..." he trailed off.

He didn't know how else he could express his feelings deeply enough for Taehyung as Taehyung stared back at him before smiling softly. "I'm glad that I could help you find something in life other than hatred, but I can't do anything with that," Taehyung stated softly, gently caressing Jungkook's face. 

Jungkook bit his lip and leaned forward, pressing his lips against Taehyung's as he slid his knee between Taehyung's legs. He hovered over Taehyung, pulling back only slightly to see Taehyung staring back at him with hooded eyes and not pushing him away. They remained inches apart before Jungkook realized Taehyung wasn't going to fight him as he kissed Taehyung heatedly once again. Taehyung could feel Jungkook's lips tremble with passion as Jungkook leaned all of his body weight against Taehyung and pushed him further into his bed. 

He hadn't realized Taehyung was already turned on from his encounter with Hoseok when he kissed Taehyung, but he liked the way Taehyung had stared back at him through lust filled eyes. Jungkook slowly moved to straddle Taehyung's hips, deepening the kiss as he slid his tongue along Taehyung's lower lip. Taehyung had barely parted his lips when Jungkook forced his tongue into Taehyung's mouth, grinding against him as he tasted every little crevice of Taehyung's mouth. 

Taehyung's hand still rested on Jungkook's face before slowly sliding down his body and up into his shirt, caressing the bare skin underneath. Jungkook jolted slightly, moaning softly into the kiss as he continued to grind against Taehyung's hard, clothed cock. He wanted more and he didn't know if Taehyung was even willing to participate as he slid his hands up around Taehyung's shoulders. He pulled back from the kiss slightly, both panting as Jungkook grind his hips into Taehyung's once more, illiciting a moan from the elder. 

Jungkook batted his eyelashes as he continued to rock against Taehyung's cock, wanting his length inside of him as he panted once again. "I want to ride you," he whimpered out, rubbing his clothed cock against Taehyung's stomach. He whined softly, his body aching to be ravished as he clasped his hands behind Taehyung's neck. Taehyung could see the desperation on Jungkook's face as he watched Jungkook's hand slither south and begin to rub himself through his pants. 

Taehyung chewed his lower lip at the sight, glancing towards the door to make sure the curtain was drawn before he leaned forward and wrapped his hand around the back of Jungkook's neck, kissing him deeply. He moved Jungkook's hand away from his crotch and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped Jungkook's pants.

Jungkook quickly moved about to get out of his pants, his hormones coercing him as he even removed his boxers before nestling himself back on Taehyung's lap. Taehyung bit his lip even harder, knowing what he was doing went far beyond just morally corrupt with Yoongi being in surgery and Jimin wandering somewhere in the hospital. Taehyung gasped as he felt Jungkook lift his hospital gown and seat himself on his cock, a low groan escaping his lips. Jungkook didn't hesitate to grind down hard against Taehyung, Jungkook's mouth opening in a loud moan, only for Taehyung's hand to come down heavily over his mouth.

"Y- you have to be quiet, if we're going to do this, okay," he stated, pressing his index finger that poked out over his cast against his lips. Jungkook nodded as he leaned forward and kissed Taehyung passionately once again as he began grinding his hips against Taehyung's. Taehyung moaned softly into the kiss, pulling back slightly as he panted and shook his head. "Y- you're not doing that right, Kookie. Let me guide you," he whispered heatedly, gripping Jungkook's ass in his hands. He lifted up, gesturing for Jungkook to lift his hips and then gripped his hips gently and forced them back down. 

Jungkook had to bite back a moan, a soft whimper leaving his lips as he followed Taehyung's guidance, his cock leaking already from the amount of pleasure he was feeling. Taehyung dug his nails into Jungkook's plump flesh, kneading his ass in his palm as Jungkook continued following the guidance Taehyung had given him, only grinding and rolling his hips from time to time.

Taehyung panted heavily alongside Jungkook, both trying their best to stay quiet as Jungkook's nails dug into Taehyung's shoulders. "I- I'm so- so close," he panted out softly, arching his back as he continued to ride Taehyung hard. Taehyung bit into his lip and shook his head with an soft chuckle. "Not that close, but I'll be fine if I don't cum, Kookie," he forced out, trying not to moan.

Jungkook stilled for a moment, breathing heavily with Taehyung as he whimpered loudly. Taehyung gripped Jungkook's hips once again, trying to force the younger to move. Jungkook only shook his head, waiting for his body to come down off of his almost euphoric high. "I- I was so cl- close, but I want to wait for you," he whispered softly, panting lightly now as he felt his cock twitch with anticipation before turning more red at his tip. 

Taehyung glanced down and rubbed his fingertip over Jungkook's slit, rubbing his precum all over his tip. "You shouldn't have done that, Kookie. You should have just let it all out," he whispered softly, picking Jungkook's hips back up for him. "Now, are you going to continue riding me? Or am I going to get the chance to take the reins and wreck you," he asked, gently gripping Jungkook's cock and pumping his hand up and down his length.

Jungkook's entire body shuddered as he gripped Taehyung's shoulders once again. "You'll only get that chance to wreck me, if we can do it again sometime," Jungkook stated as he forced his hips back down. Both Jungkook's and Taehyung's heads reeled back as Jungkook now continued riding Taehyung the way he'd been taught. Taehyung bit his lip once again as he gripped one of Jungkook's hands and pulled it away from his shoulder. He kissed Jungkook's wrist where his pulse was, sucking lightly before moving Jungkook's hand to the back of his head and into his hair. "Yank as hard as you want," he panted softly, leaning forward once again to kiss Jungkook heatedly.

Jungkook moaned softly into the kiss, tugging on Taehyung's hair hard as he continued bouncing on Taehyung's length, narrowly hitting his sensitive nerve at times. Taehyung adjusted Jungkook's hips, feeling his release lurking ever closer as he pushed Jungkook's hips down to find his sensitive nerve. Jungkook's eyes flew open and he pulled away from the kiss suddenly with a loud gasp as if in pain while his eyebrows knit together. He panted heavily as Taehyung chuckled softly, knowing he'd found Jungkook's bundle of nerves. He picked Jungkook's hips back up and shoved them back down in the same position, earning another whiny moan from Jungkook as he tried to keep from moaning out loud. 

Jungkook glanced at Taehyung, embarrassed as he felt heat creep across his face. He kissed Taehyung once again and continued to bounce on Taehyung's cock in the exact same position as each thrust brought him closer and closer to his release. He gasped softly into Taehyung's mouth with each thrust to his sensitive bundle of nerves, not used to so much intense pleasure. He could feel it building in the base of his stomach once again as Taehyung's hand reached between them and slowly pumped Jungkook's length. 

Jungkook pulled away from the kiss as he panted heavily, stilling his movements on Taehyung's cock as his legs shook. "H- how close a- are you," he managed to choke out, feeling so close that he could burst. Taehyung panted softly with a light smile as he made Jungkook lift his hips once more. "Right there," he whispered in a raspy yet husky voice as Jungkook brought his hips down once again.

Taehyung bit his lip as he came inside Jungkook, shallowly thrusting his hips into the younger to ride out his orgasm as he continued to pump Jungkook's length still. The younger yanked Taehyung's head back as he grind against Taehyung's cock yet again, his entire body quivering as he came on Taehyung's hand and hospital gown. Both panted heavily as Taehyung glanced up at Jungkook, who smiled weakly at him before kissing him heatedly once again. "We have to do that again one day," Jungkook insisted, kissing Taehyung repeatedly.

Hoseok blinked his eyes open, glancing all around him as he rubbed his head tenderly. He didn't know who had hit him, but once he found out, he was definitely going to fuck somebody's life up. He could see that he was in his office as he slowly stood from his chair, still gently rubbing his head as he stepped out of his office. The only people in sight were the men that worked for him and no one else. He scoffed and checked for his gun, which was no longer on his person anymore. He grit his teeth and glanced at one of the men working near the gates. "Who brought me here?" he asked, staring daggers at the man.

He gently shook his head and cowered slightly as he answered. "They didn't say and they didn't show their faces. They were wearing masks," he stated, his voice cracking under Hoseok's intense gaze. Hoseok sighed heavily as he rubbed his head again. "And you let them in here anyway," he asked calmly, trying not to make his aching head any worse. The man froze at Hoseok's words before dropping his gaze. "They said they needed to get you inside quickly..."

Hoseok rolled his eyes, hurting his head even more as he winced in pain. He walked to his fridge to grab him some water, still holding his head gingerly. "Did any of you see their faces?"

The heavy silence that hung over the air gave him his answer as he took a drink. He pulled his hand back slightly to inspect everything and make sure he was okay, only to see his blood caking his hand. He grit his teeth in anger and frustration because nobody ever made him bleed and they certainly didn't live to tell the tale afterwards, if they made him bleed. He took a few more drinks of his water, before storming back into his office and slamming the door shut behind him.

He was going to figure out who did this because they were going to pay for it. He knew Jin was behind him, but he was too busy trying to keep him from attacking Taehyung or Jungkook for it to have been him. He didn't remember his gun being on that side of the room anyway when he'd dropped it, so he couldn't be sure if they'd used his or their own and just kept his afterwards to keep him from killing them with it later. He couldn't be sure if Namjoon had entered the room or not, but he could certainly say that if he had been in the room with them, it had to have been him. He smirked darkly, realizing it had to have been Namjoon because Jin was struggling so much with his anger. He lowered his eyes to his intercom on the floor and picked it up. He pressed the button and demanded that someone get Namjoon down to his compound immediately because he had important business to discuss with him.