Poison and Wine - The Civil Wars

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His heart clenches as he slowly limps up the stairs, practically dragging himself to the top floor with quiet whimpers escaping his lips with a hand pressed to his side.

Everything hurt.

His body aches; bruised and broken, but he owns it.

This is the last time he was ever going to be beaten up, not anymore.

Jungkook manages to break a soft smile to that mental thought as he finally makes it to the final step, mustering his strength to push open the door to the other side.

The sky is purple, mixed with pink like is bruises, warm air with the sight of multiple roof tops complex buildings around the one he's on. It's quiet for once. The type of silence that only follows with nothing but emptiness, and for once it's the type of emptiness that Jungkook has craved for.

He's not afraid anymore.

Not looking over his shoulder to see if anyone followed him or expect a bullet to pierce through his skill at any moment.

It's quiet.

It's peaceful.

Completely...... Peaceful.

Finally.

In a distance Jungkook catches the sight of a familiar figure sitting on the edge, looking over the sun setting in a distance with a black hood up to conceal their head. It didn't take a genius to know who it is, and Jungkook could feel his heart flutter in relief as he slowly limps towards him.

Taehyung could hear the faint noises approaching him but he didn't move, only continues to stare out to the view with the thick smoke escaping his lips from his vape pen. Fogged eyes gazes over the city in a distance, relaxing calming to this scenery while acknowledging that he's finally not alone anymore.

He has some company.

The pained ravenette manages to lift himself up and sit on the ledge, looking down to the empty streets of his neighborhood before finally looking up to the sight with a breathless smile.

"We did it?"

Something about that small question was filled with a small glimmer of hope, making Taehyung turn his head toward Jungkook and blinks at his complete pained appearance.

And he smiles.

"We did it."

Backtracking a few hours earlier, after Jungkook's father got arrested, this was not the end of their plan. Jungkook knew his father had friends, who would literally rebel just for the sake of his father and try to ruin the peace that they're all fighting for in this place.

So Jungkook went to where they usually met up, and let it happen. He let them beat his body until he was a broken rag doll on the floor, breaking him apart piece by piece but took it in with the thought of his goal.

He managed to stall long enough for Jon and the cops to come in, arresting them immediately, meanwhile Jungkook escaped the scene just in time.

There's nothing standing in the way anymore.

They did it.....

Jungkook is..... Free.

So he smiles with his busted lip, staring at Taehyung with a calm glint in his orbs.

"How would you describe love and hate with one word?"

Taehyung stares conflictedly at the ravenette, taking in the fading bruises on his neck and the innocent doe light behind his eyes.

A light that they're draining from each other day by day.

"Raw," Taehyung finally says, moving his eyes to look at scenery with the sunset, "It's raw."

Yet a light they're recreating to make it brighter than the last.

The word love and hate has been bounced between them since they've met, and it's amazing really that one thing they do have in common is the raw emotion that follows it. Intense love and intense hate.

All emotions that demands and forces them as humans to feel, even if one doesn't want to.

Love can turn to hate.

And hate can turn to love.

At the end of the day, they're all connected.

They make one feel.

And there's not a perfect way to describe that.

So Jungkook's smile widens and he scoots closer to Taehyung, laying his head on his shoulder with closed eyes, breathing heavily, "Do you think we can finally have some peace?"

His bruised hand is suddenly tugged, being taken by Taehyung's large tatted hand and interlaces their fingers, letting it fuel him with relaxation as he lets his body melt to this moment where he doesn't have to worry anymore.

It all fades away in the wind, just like his troubles that once weighed heavy on his shoulders.

Now he can focus on grieving in his time, moving on, and finding his path once again in life.

With his siblings and friends by his side.

He's not alone.

Taehyung pecks his head and leans his cheek against it, smiling softly, "Well figure it out together."

That was all Jungkook needed to hear to know that everything will be okay.

Finally....

Just..... Finally.

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A/N:

I feel like it's been years. Especially for Yum and Cherophobia :')

I didn't realize that the next chapter will be the last final chapter of this story :o

Wow.......

No wonder I have been feeling upset with this story, it's ending :(

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Well, let's see how it goes!!!

I PURPLE YOU!! <333