Third Person's P.O.V :-

"Tae"

Taehyung's eyes fluttered open as he groaned and took in the blurry dark view, before finally turning towards that familiar voice.

Namjoon was crouching in front of him, his one hand was resting on Taehyung's shoulder, which was probably shaking him awake, Taehyung's numb sleepy mind thought leisurely.

"Hyung...?" He asked out in a tired voice as a yawn escaped from his lips, "What time is it?" He asked as he let his head fall back to where it was resting only to receive a little pain.

Confused, he looked up.

Oh.

He should really have been mindful of where he slept last night, more appropriately with whom he slept/cuddled with...

"Oh, I-" Taehyung, panicking, retreated his arms from around Jimin, who was, seemingly, still passed out.

"I just wa-wanted to check up on him, I-I don't know how I fell asleep, really" Taehyung stuttered a little, fearing Namjoon would be angry at him again.

Instead, Namjoon just sighed and stood up, "Look, Tae, I'll allow this one to pass because he's asleep but don't act like this when he's awake, alright? That could harm the plan" He stated, giving Taehyung a pointed gaze, hoping he'd comply.

Taehyung looked down at the floor dejectedly, "I...yes, Hyung, I'll be careful from the next time" He confided and stood up from his position on the ground.

Namjoon watched him dusting off his clothes with observing eyes before finally speaking up, "Do you mind going out for grocery shopping today? I would've gone instead but the doctor couldn't make it here last night so I'm taking the Jeon to the hospital today" He asked.

Taehyung blinked, "Oh, um, sure, I can do that, I have nothing to do around the house today anyway..." He spoke up, mentally thinking that taking a stroll would be good for him to clear up his mind for now.

Namjoon smiled, "Alright, then, I'll see you in a few hours?" He asked and got a positive nod from Taehyung as the answer.

After Taehyung exited through the door of the basement, Namjoon turned his attention back to the unconscious figure tied to the metal pole and walked towards him.

"You're causing so much commotion even when you're senseless, you're like a free package of trouble." He said as he pulled out a small bendable knife from his pocket and started to scrape the ropes till they looked like they were merely being held by a few strings.

A half-hearted pull and those petty excuses of 'ropes' will come undone.

Standing up from his crouched down position, he eyed the hostage with hatred.
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"Joonie...I want to break up with you"
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"The sooner I get rid of you, Park Jimin, the better." Muttering under his breath, he plopped the knife back in his pocket and exited from the basement, leaving the door unlocked on his way out.
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"My head...hurts..." Jimin softly groaned as he winced from the pain and opened his eyes.

The first thing that he noticed was the unlocked door sitting on the top of the metal stairs.

"What?" Jimin asked, bewildered state of mind,"Is he coming down with a heavy food tray? Is that why the door is left open?"

Jimin stuggled a little to sit up more appropriately in his seat.

And the ropes came undone...

Jimin stopped breathing for a moment as he tried to comprehend what just took within a few moments of him waking up.

'Is this a trap? The ropes gave out, the door's open and I don't hear anyone moving up there, what does this mean?!' He asked himself frantically as he tried to work up any possible explanation behind this.

Nonetheless, he ended up waiting in his same exact spot for five more minutes.

Feeling the blood pumping in his ears as his mind conjured up the worst case scenario.

'Is he going to kill me? Is that why everything is set up? But he can just come in here and kill me as well-' His messy thoughts came to a stop as a certain thing poped up in his head.

'Did Tae do all this? Is he trying to help me escape? Did he finally found out that this guy is massively fucked up in the head and possibly a psychopath?' Jimin thought as he slowly crawled out of his position.

He grabbed the metal pole for support and tried to stand up, flinching at every movement that his body made.

Leaning his head against the metal pole, he breathed heavily,"Ouch..." He groaned and spent a few more moments in that position until he considered himself stable enough to move again.

Jimin was expecting to be hit or pushed back into the basement just as he stepped out of the door.

Except nothing but emptiness greeted him...

'I don't know whether I should be happy or terrified' Jimin thought gulping a little as a drop of sweat ran down his template.

The entire house reeked of silence, it was unsettling.

Felt like everything was set up perfectly for him to step into the trap.

Felt like danger was looming right behind his back...

Slowly walking outside of the kitchen, he ended up on the hallway which led towards the entrance door.

Jimin spent a few tense moments on his spot as he considered the possibilities that might be waiting for him outside before-

"Fuck it" He hissed under his breath and made a dash towards the door.

"Why were the ropes loose? Why was the door unlocked? Why is no one at home? Why is escaping so easy? Where do I go from here?" Jimin asked himself while panicking as he sneaked his way out to the garden.

Only to stop dead on his tracks as he spotted the familiar lone figure standing in front of the tombstone in silence.

That figure-

"Taehyung..." Jimin whispered as he looked at Taehyung's lean back facing him.

Just like the last time he was here, in this same exact position.

Curious and hopelessly in love with Kim Taehyung.

Trying to figure out the secrets those honey brown eyes hide.
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"Do you think it's ridiculous, Dad? Am I just putting myself into a mess which has no way out?" Taehyung asked the tombstone.

"Am I just a foolish boy who's wasting his life away? In the name of some baseless revenge which wouldn't make a difference?" Taehyung asked solemnly.

"Are you a-ashamed of me? Did I grow up to di-disappoint you? Dad...?" Taehyung asked as he felt his nose stinging and lips quivering.

"I-I'm so-sorry" He whispered and broke down into a sob.

Falling down on his knees, he let himself bawl like a child.

Only two words left his lips while he whimpered as he rocked back and forth with his head resting on his knees.

'I'm sorry'

Five minutes later he was sitting crossed legged on the group in front of the tombstone.

Staring at the alphabets carved into the stone with void eyes.

"I wish you were alive and here with me, Dad, scolding me for every bad decision that I've made" Taehyung whispered in a pained voice.

A few minutes later he finally found the strength to stand up again, his empty grocery bag was resting on the ground.

Picking it up, he turned to walk back towards the house.

He was supposed to buy groceries but he remembered that there was a protest going on so the market was temporarily closed off that day.

Ever since he woke up that day so much had happened, his mind was buzzing with thoughts and his body hurt from sleeping in a weird position last night.

He just wanted to take a warm shower and sleep in his bed.
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Taehyung entered the house expecting the house to be empty.

Namjoon Hyung was in the hospital with Jungkook and Jimin was tied in the basement.

Taehyung stopped on his way to upstairs as he stood in front of the kitchen, eyeing the door which led to basement.

'You shouldn't go, Taehyung, Hyung warned you just this morning' He thought to himself before firmly urging himself to go upstairs and take that warm shower.

Standing in front of the mirror, Taehyung looked at his reflection.

He didn't see himself.

There was someone else standing in front of him, neck covered in hickeys, skin glowing, body nourished with good food and care.

This was not the same him who was making a revenge plan with Namjoon and Jin two years ago, sitting in the living room, clad in only a black hoodie and torn pants trying to maintain the finances of the house so the cafe in Seoul could go on.

The thing is, Taehyung no longer understood what was good and bad for him anymore.

Was this what being a train wreck mean? Having this utter failure of morals and logic?

Taehyung smiled bitterly as he grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it over his head.

'I don't know'

He thought he might be use to it by now but still the moment his eyes fell over the tattoo on his chest, resting right over his heart...

He couldn't help the grimace that automatically made an appearance on his face.

"That's a nice tattoo you got there, Taehyung"

Taehyung gasped at the sudden voice as he wrapped his arms around himself, trying to cover up as much as possible while he turned around panicking.

There on the doorframe of his rundown bathroom, stood Park Jimin, his appearance looked like he'd been on the streets for months as cuts and bruises adored his once flawless face.

Those dark hooded eyes silently observed Taehyung's half naked form...

Without noticing Taehyung had started backing away.

His bare back touched the cold glass of the mirror.

"Wha-what are y-you doing ou-out of the ba-basement...?" He stuttered out, watching Jimin's every movement in case he decides to strike and tackle him down.

Jimin just gave a tired smile,"Came to speak with you" He whispered as he stepped inside, intimidating aura surrounding him.

"I believe we have some things to discuss, Taehyung" He added causing Taehyung's breath to hitch.

The moment Jimin took a step forward, Taehyung clenched his eyes shut, preparing himself for the worst.

But after a moment when nothing happened, he slowly opened his eyes only to Jimin standing on the same spot he last saw him at.

Looking at him with a mixture of sadness and longing.

"You thought I'd hit you, Tae?" He asked gently trying to calm down the frightened male.

"I'd rather die than lay a hand on you violently" He whispered sternly,"So if you trust me, come to me" He said stretching out his hand for Taehyung to take.

Taehyung silently looked down at the stretched out hand.

Torn between whether to go for it or not.

He looked up at Jimin, eyes glistening with unshed tears, confusion and fear.

"I-I kidnapped you and kept you locked up in a basement, wh-why...?" He asked tightening the hold around himself.

Jimin smiled,"Guess I just love you too much"

"Yo-you're ly-lying!" Taehyung yelled as some tears rolled down his cheeks,"You hate me! You despise me! I'm a betrayer! A schemer! Cheater! So-someone you should hate and stay away from..." Taehyung whispered the last part and slid down against the mirror.

"I'm a-..bad bad person, someone you shouldn't associate yourself with..I'm filthy...and a failure.." He whispered brokenly while sniffing.

Jimin gazed down on him with commiseration as he got down on his knees and scooted closer to the whimpering boy.

Gently cupping Taehyung's wet cheek, he lifted it up, making eye contact with those wet, blurry ones.

"How can you be a failure when you taught me how to stand up for myself, Tae? You made my life so much better, before you I was just a helpless boy, unable to find his voice and self worth" He whispered lovingly, caressing the tear strained cheek.

"If anything you're a miracle of my life, my angel who came and showed me how it's like to be proud and confident over yourself, what it's like to be the controller of your own life" He stated while maintaining the fragile eye contact.

"I-...I cheated behind your back..." Taehyung whispered feeling overwhelmed.

"Was that a part of your 'Hyung's plan?" Jimin asked tenderly.

Not being able to trust his voice, Taehyung gave a quick nod, tears gathering up once again while he bit down on his lips to keep them shut.

"Then it's not you Tae, it's not you" He whispered sadly as he leaned in close and gave an assuring peck on Taehyung's trembling lips while wiping away the tears.

"I-I love you, Jimin" Taehyung whimpered as Jimin proceeded to wipe away the fresh tears,"To-too much"

Jimin gave a weak chuckle as tears started to brim in his eyes as well,"I know, you idiot, I know" He said back and pulled Taehyung into a tight, comforting hug,"I love you too"
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Taehyung had no idea how things proceeded, one moment him and Jimin were hugging each other tightly beside the sink, next, they were both standing under the warm stream of water in the shower.

Both of them too torn within emotional breakdown and bittersweet pain to acknowledge the nakedness of each other or get aroused by it.

When Taehyung started to rub the soap against Jimin's collarbone, he felt arms encircling his waist.

Soon two pairs of eager yet innocent hands were roaming around aimlessly on their bodies.

Jimin's right hand brushed against Taehyung's tattoo and they made a brief eye contact before Jimin covered it up with foam and gave Taehyung a small smile.

'Too much.'

Taehyung leaned in and rested his head against Jimin's shoulder as Jimin stroked his back with the soap caringly.

Both of the standing quietly under the shower, soaking in each other's presence and the joy of being together.

Both of them were now out of the bathroom, Taehyung sat over his bed in a white bathrobe while Jimin came back after grabbing a towel from the wardrobe.

Sitting under the sunlight gushing in through his bedroom window, Taehyung silently enjoyed how Jimin gently massaged his head, getting rid of the water and relaxing him at the same time.

"Why didn't you run away?" Taehyung asked in a small voice while both of them laid over the warm sun soaked bed, limbs entangled with each other.

"I intended to but the moment I saw you, I couldn't" Jimin whispered back equally exhausted as Taehyung if not more.

"You're blowing away your chances of going back to your house and leaving this torture house" Taehyung whispered, trying to act like be didn't have a mental breakdown in the bathroom an hour ago.

"I can't leave without you" Jimin answered back, turning to wrap his arms around Taehyung more suggestively,"If you're not going with me, I'm staying here with you"

"Hyung will kill us if he sees us like this" Taehyung said in an empty voice.

"Let him" Jimin answered back settling in more comfortably, preparing to take a nap within the arms of Taehyung.

Steady breathing patterns of Jimin were enough to make Taehyung content from the inside as his eyes started get heavy till they slowly closed.

And that was how Namjoon discovered both of them in Taehyung's bed after putting an unconscious Jungkook in a guest room and locking it.

Namjoon clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Enough is enough."
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