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The night sky is different tonight. A different type of beautiful actually; more calmer and carefree than usual, yet it still cruises off a nice chill to wave through the December twilight sky.

A perfect type of weather to be outside for a nice walk and actually not freeze to death.

So that's what Taehyung did at three in the morning. He walked through the opened path of the snow, let his mind wander to many thoughts at once just like some flakes of snow moving through the wind.

It's almost as if it all swirled but landed onto nothing specifically. He felt nothing specifically, and he has felt like that throughout the whole day.

Even now as Taehyung dangles his feet freely with a deep frown, letting his eyes drop down to the river stream below him as he sits on the railing of a small bridge with a paper staring up at him between his cold fingers, he still feels numb.

Yet what was on the paper provided some sense of warmness to tingle his chest, even if it was just a small warmness.

For a moment Taehyung adjusts his stare to look at the poorly drawn stick figures on the paper, remembering it from not long ago when he drew it with Jungkook in that classroom they shared together, and his mind begin to wonder to another memory of today.

"Happy birthday Taehyung!"

That seems to be everyone's favorite phrase today. Taehyung doesn't know how they found out about it was his birthday, but of course with Yeosang's investigative skills it probably was easy to figure it out.

For once did Taehyung not feel so detached from reality.

On contraire, at this very moment he felt more attached to than ever before. Both in a good and in a bad ways. When he they were cutting his cake that Jimin and Hwanwoong made for him, clapping for his day of birth, he didn't know what exactly to feel.

Happy that they were all here for him.

Sad that Jungkook wasn't.

Angry that he's alive and Jungkook isn't.

So many all at once, and it's not like he could help himself. He just felt...... Everything.

And he doesn't want to feel everything, but regardless he forced his smile and showed his appreciation to everyone.

It wasn't until when everyone left downstairs to the lobby to party for his birthday that Taehyung felt that detachment slowly crawling itself once again. He went downstairs, drank a little and even danced for a while, but it almost felt like a dream. Being surrounded by so many people yet still feel empty inside. That void kept growing even more to the point Taehyung had to leave to go upstairs and go to the bathroom, forcing himself to throw out the alcohol in his body and then sit by the large window in the lounge, inhaling the beautiful sincere by the small bay.

He would weep from time to time but eventually once again did it turn numb, making Taehyung fall almost into that dark well full of anxiety and depression. Even if he tried to claw himself out, to breathe the fresh air and appreciate the wonders of the world, he's aggressively pushed down into that well every single time, farther away from the lights.

But of course there's always an angel, that notices everything and sees the fallen angel in his pit of darkness.

And that Angel was Namjoon.

He didn't say anything when he approached Taehyung, only handed him a small medium sized box and said it was something someone special had planned out and made for a while.

Taehyung confusedly stares at Namjoon as the older just smiles softly and leaves him to give him his privacy. Hesitantly he opens the purple box and nearly drops it to the ground, especially after seeing a familiar notebook inside and many flowers made out of paper, beautifully painted a mixture of blue ad then turns to violet underneath the notebook.

One made shift rose caught his attention, it was the undone one with the makeshift stem. The color of the paper make shift rose is white with the tips tinted in red, almost a beautiful illusion for Taehyung since it looks so real. The stem wasn't colored in yet but Taehyung could make out the care and detailed way it was created, almost to look realistic.

Jungkook.....

This gift was from Jungkook.

Taehyung closes his eyes, breathing in heavily before taking the black notebook out gently places the box beside him. He remembers Jungkook always being so indulge in drawing in this notebook but he never showed Taehyung what was drawn inside, always stating he will see it one day.

A gift for his birthday.

Taehyung begins to delicately turns to the first page, tears instantly glistening his eyes in shock when he comes face to face with a portrait of himself; his side profile, concentrating hard at a distance with more chairs around him, almost similar to the classroom, with a calm expression plastering his features and colored in red hair to the most perfect shades.

And there's a note written on the bottom.

"I will never forget how awestruck I was the second I laid eyes on you."

The next page side was another well drawn picture of the same visual, but with a dark aura around Taehyung's image, almost demonic.

"I didn't know if you were a deadly demon."

And the next portrait is another one exactly the same portrait once again, but instead it had a halo on the crown of his head.

"Or a beautiful angel."

And that's when he put both in one in the next page; a dark aura with a halo rover his head.

"Maybe both, all I knew is that you were the most perfect human being I've ever laid my eyes on."

He drew all these four drawings, all exactly the same but with different meanings behind them. That times a lot of time and effort and Taehyung couldn't help but let his heart warm up to that thought.

More portraits passed of Taehyung sitting down, staring at the board of the classroom or another one of just him standing against the wall with hands digging in his pocket with his tattoos perfectly displayed on his bare arms.

Every single detail of himself, drawn with the uttermost careful time and precision that Taehyung didn't even notice about himself.

For a moment Taehyung had to put the notebook down to calm down his need to have a metal break down, but he needs to see more.

He needs to see what Jungkook saw in him.

More drawings of him but one specifically caught his eye. One where Jungkook is drawn in as well, staring at him as Taehyung loads his gun with careful eyes. Even through the drawing, the beautiful photographic drawn image expresses a clear visual of fascination through Jungkook's eyes.

Did he always look at him like that?

With that adoration and pride?

On the bottom of the page, it says in his clear neat hand writing, "Even if your heart and mind may be broken, to me you are the living embodiment of the most beautiful human being I have ever met. Inside and out. My perfect other half."

Taehyung flutters his eyes his eyes to the memory, holding back his sobs to the beautiful notebook of art that he has clutched under one of Jungkook's knitted sweaters as his eyes once again falls to the stick figure drawing between his fingers.

The drawing that was attached towards the end of the notebook.

Taehyung takes a deep breath and stares at the drawing, seeing the two stick figures with one of them having a gun pointed to his dick and his ass while the other is on the floor bleeding and he couldn't help but smile weakly.

They were definitely very creative with each other.

However, something caught Taehyung's eyes as he stares at the drawing. It's the way the lamppost casted a light glow to the paper that shows printed writing. His eyebrows furrows as he turns the paper.

Taehyung covered his mouth, tears forming his eyes instantly as he sees the makeshift letter before his eyes.

He didn't.....

At first he didn't want to read it, unsure if he can handle it but after some self talk, he grew the courage and lets his eyes follows Jungkook's beautiful writing.

"Dear my precious baby boy,
I shouldn't even be calling you my baby boy anymore since you have proven yourself to not be a baby at all, but to my heart you are still my baby. Obviously. Listen..... I'm not good at writing letters, let alone at being affectionate as you may know. So I don't know how to start this..... Wow it got awkward haha, alright so maybe let me start with the beginning? Yeah? I'm not sure how long this will be-Okay I'm rambling now. I'm sorry! This is new to me.

Taehyung smiles softly to his cuteness practically pouring out through the paper and wipes a tear away, almost being able to hear Jungkook's voice through the letter.

He can do this.

He can do this.

You know as cheesy as it sounds, I can still remember the very first time I saw you. And no, it wasn't that same second you stepped into that International Relations class, it was way before that. You were wandering around the hallways of the building actually, lost, clearly since it was your first day. You didn't notice me when I walked right past you, even after I accidentally bumped into you. Guess my persona worked well.

Taehyung's mind flew blank to this sudden information, but then he gasps upon the memory of seeing a slouching figure walk by him in the hallways on his first day, bumping into his shoulder to only hear the figure whisper a low 'sorry' and continue scurrying away from him. It happened so fast and Taehyung was far too focused on finding the class to notice him properly.

Jungkook remembers this.....

I was clearly a jerk since I didn't offer you my help, but as you know now I had to keep up with my little persona so I apologize for not being courteous to you. I remember when I saw your familiar red head walking into the classroom only minutes later when I arrived, making your way to sit right in front of me. By that point I didn't know if it was some weird fate or some twisted form of destiny, but I was intrigued by you, and no it wasn't because of your hair.

Jungkook's stares intently as the red haired man makes his way up the path and slides to the row in front of him, sitting right in front of his chair. The irresistible scent of fresh apples hits his nose instantly and Jungkook had to hold himself back from not touching the beautiful angel like man only inches away from him.

How can someone be so alluring at first glance?

That admiration only grew more when you defended me from that dick in class, wow how surprised yet over the moon I was. You caught me to your music like a damn pied piper, and I loved being curious and drawn to you. It felt new, something..... I can't even describe to this day.

"Hey uh.... I heard these girls in front of me that were talking about you... They seemed to be digging this whole muscle thing you got there," Taehyung lies smoothly, keeping is face as calm yet unaffected as possible.

The big guys eyes widen and pushes past Taehyung and out the door. The red haired man follows the big guy with his eyes and sighs in relief.

Glad he fell for that.

He suddenly turns to look at the other boy, seeing him already staring at him. Taehyung didn't realize that behind him stood a group of boys, with similar appearances to him.

Glasses, baggy clothes, some glasses or some with braces.

Defenseless.

And Taehyung looks back at the boy, to see him nervously fiddling with his glasses.

"W-was it true?" He asks, clearly avoiding Taehyung's gaze.

Taehyung only continues to stare at him, feeling this slight annoyance to this whole entire situation.

Has no one ever told him to dress to not get fucking targeted?

"No," And with that he sends one last look to his friends and back to him and walks out the door, stuffing his ears with his earbuds, pretending to hear music just so people can avoid him.

I wanted to protect you, I wanted you to feel that same connection that I felt for you. So I got you to meet with me often, breaking my own rule to not get close to anyone, typical Jeon Jungkook rebelling of course.

"Yes Jungkook?" Taehyung asks, waiting for what he had to say but then again wanting to just doze off in his own thoughts for a while.

The boy runs a shaking hand through his raven hair and nervously looks down, making Taehyung's pride slightly rise to finally making this boy intimidated.

Yeah get scared.

Get the message I'm not a people person.

"I-I was just wondering..... I-If you could be my partner for t-the assignment we have to do," he shutters more than says, but Taehyung caught the message.

The second you said yes, trust me when I say that I did not expect that at all. Let alone did I expect you to act like a fucking dick to me when we actually met up.

Excuse me?" Jungkook couldn't help but ask, laced with a cold tone, trying hard to control his bubbling anger.

Taehyung looks up, seeing the way raven haired boy looks at him with dark eyes and pursed lips, obviously angry, and so he leans back against the chair, "Weirdo, can't hear now?"

I'll admit, it pissed me off and I wanted to kill you on the spot, but I knew something was up the second I saw you in the hallway. For a man as cold as you, you definitely don't know how to hide it when you're troubled. I still wanted to protect you, to keep can eye on you even when you insulted me, but one of my dumbass members just had to fuck everything over and kidnap you one night, so there goes fucking protection. I can still remember how furious I was the second they told me it was you, I didn't want to believe you were a damn Sage member as they accused you to be, but I had to get answers on who the hell were. Not only for the gang's safety, but for my own selfish feelings as well.

"Answer the fucking question!" The voice behind the mask grew thicker in anger, "Are you a fucking Sage?"

"Didn't I answer that with my question? Obviously not! I just got here! I was just going to my apartment," Taehyung huffs as he tries to keep his voice as steady as possible, despite the drug wanting to take control in making him completely pass out.

The man behind the mask just stares at him, making Taehyung slightly feel unease to the hard look he's being given, but Taehyung doesn't care. He didn't do anything wrong, so he has no reason being here.

I believed you. With my whole heart did I believe you, however there was more than meets the eye when it comes to you. I knew that for sure. Ha, I still remember when you woke up the next day, your cute self attacked me with my pillows to force me into leaving you alone. That hurt, since you aren't as well as I thought of you to be, but you were just so adorable that I couldn't even stop you. So precious, still is and always will be.

The masked man didn't say anything, only crosses his arms over chest, "Sure, whatever you say V. Well, I have no use for you at the moment, but I will be keeping an eye on-"

Taehyung lost it.

He grabs another pillow from the bed and began to swing at Jungkook repeatedly, not holding anything back.

I just knew I wanted something with you, whatever it was, I wanted to be close to you but never by force. What I really caught me by surprise by you is your attitude towards me was your way of protecting me, just like how I've been trying to do the same with you but differently.

"Don't you see I'm trying to protect you?" Taehyung whispers, trying to steady himself from his angry high, "Everyone around me always falls hard...... I don't want you to be one of those people."

No one outside of my gang ever has said that to me. I fucking knew my intuition didn't fail me, our connection was there and I wasn't the only one who felt it. But of course, to my greatest luck, instead of things going great, it began to get rough. Instead of getting closer, we pushed each other away, especially with our secrets that we were stubborn to tell each other. However, even through our developing assassination attempts, that toxic admiration was still there. We couldn't stay away from each other. Well.... I couldn't stay away from you.

Taehyung pulls away, biting down his lip with a broad smirk, "You're a stubborn little fucker, aren't you?"

"Only for you," Jungkook mumbles and presses a tender kiss against his lips, "Don't let me kill you darling, I don't like people knowing my identity, especially after they realize I'm not this nerdy boy I portray."

"Trust me, you shouldn't be worried about me being killed by you," Taehyung whispers and lets his worries eyes fall to the ceiling.

Jungkook frowns and tilts Taehyung's head towards him, "My word still stands, I'm not going to let them touch you. You are mine.... And I don't share."

It drove me insane the thought of not knowing what you were capable of doing, but I also fell in love with it, with what you showed me. You're so cynical, so psychotic and devious and I found it so admirable and fascinating. You are perfect, and I was beginning to grow addicted to you. I hated the thought of anyone being given the pleasure of being with you. I definitely think so highly of you, you deserve better than just anyone, that's why even through our tender and sensual moments, I never thought low of you. I trusted you, even when we were trying to kill each other.

I'm the only one allowed to touch and kill you, got it?" Jungkook growls, yanking down Taehyung's sweatpants.

Taehyung smirks broadly and lets out a chuckle, "What if I'm craving to be a little hoe one day?"

A scream escaped his lips when Jungkook suddenly flips him over and spanks his ass, hard, making him whine from the sudden jolt of pleasure.

"Hoe my ass. You can be a psychotic bitch but you're no hoe," Jungkook growls, sending a warm ease to Taehyung's chest.

I wanted you in my life permanently that it got to the point I was so desperate. I wanted you with me, forever. I was willing to risk anything at all, but being in Oasis was definitely not something you wanted in your life.

The thought only caused a smile to form Jungkook's lips as he grabs Taehyung's hand and pulls him to sit up, "Be my queen Taehyung.... All of this can be ours. We can be so powerful together."

A small frown forms Taehyung's lips, just as Jungkook expected as Taehyung gently leans back, "You know I can't do that."

"Yes you can," Jungkook says lowly, "Stay..... Stay with me. I will take care of you."

A man in love tends to make reckless decisions, and one of those decisions  was falling for Harry's manipulative words, letting him use my biggest weakness against myself; the fear of you leaving me. Harry knew about your father and I's history, and I knew deep down inside that this had to be some sick plan that Harry wasn't telling me, and I was right when your father called me after the meeting, admitting to all he did. So I had to take him out, for our and Oasis's sake.

"Don't you fucking get it Jungkook?" Taehyung seethes angrily, rising to his feet and glares at him, "THERE'S NOTHING LEFT FOR ME! YOU MADE SURE OF THAT! And now" He growls and leans his face to the direction of Jungkook's face, making sure the other sees the darkness behind Taehyung's eyes, "I don't fucking care at what length I have to go through until you end up like me; With nothing left because you don't deserve SHIT IN THIS WORLD BESIDES PAIN, AND WE BOTH KNOW THAT!"

Even if it meant you would hate me for the rest of your life, I wanted to protect you from the truth. Your father was the only person you had in your life and I couldn't make you think of him so negatively, so I took the blame. All for you.

"You think I killed him for you?" Jungkook snaps with cold eyes, "I did it for the gang, not for you. You were just collateral damage," He mutters while huffing out smoke, "If you knew what I know, you wouldn't give me so much bullshit."

To this Taehyung glares to the back of his head, "My father promised me he wouldn't get close to Oasis-"

"Get out of my sight Taehyung," Jungkook growls, the tears now streaming down his cheeks, "I already had enough for one night. Get out."

Taehyung grits his teeth with glaring daggers, but he didn't move. To this Jungkook angrily whirls around and pulls the trigger of the gun, a bullet darting through the hair and hits the door, just a few centimeters away from Taehyung's face.

"Get the fuck out before I change my mind about killing you!" His body is shaking now, fighting back every need off every kill and to rip Taehyung's head off.

Fighting off Yeosang's lifeless body in his arms.

His Yeosang...

Taehyung narrows his eyes and yanks the door open, "I hate you Jeon Jungkook, I fucking hate you with all my damn heart!" And he walks out, slamming the door shut behind him.

Leaving him to the defending silence of the night.

And Jungkook finally let the sob he was holding in out.

I couldn't hurt you, even if I wanted to after you came after me. I deserved it. I had to make you hate me, to come after me, anything instead of dropping it and moving on from it, so that's why I never did anything to you. I let you rage on, as long as you didn't leave me alone. As long as you felt satisfied.

To this the ravenette shakes his head and finally satisfied somewhat his needs when he took a step closer to the other angelic male,"For fucks sake Taehyung," Jungkook huffs, daringly gripping his arms and stares into his chocolate brown eyes, "The only way anyone could ever break me completely is if they kill you. Yeah, you killed Yeosang, and shit I can't forgive you for that, and I know you will always hate me for what happened with your father, but I can't deny that the only way I will completely lose myself is if I lose you. I'd rather have you as an enemy and hate me than not have you at all."

I hated seeing you so broken and destroyed, knowing well it was my fault. All I cared was having you hate me, and it worked, all too well.

"No, I got ahead of myself, I'm sorry," Jungkook whispers, feeling his heart thrust hard against his chest to the point he thought he couldn't breath anymore, "Fine, if you want me to take all the blame for everything that happened between us, if that makes you happy, if that gives you that sense of peace, I'll take it. If this will end your suffering then I don't care, I will gladly carry your burdens as long as you're not struggling anymore. Fine, I never cared about you. I didn't bother asking you about your father since I lost trust in you and I only cared about my gang. I..... I never loved you enough. Someone who loves someone else wouldn't hurt them like this. You're right, you're completely right. Is this what you wanted to hear? Huh? I'm sorry! I, Jeon Jungkook, apologize from the deepest part of my heart for causing you so much pain Taehyung, I'm sorry I fucked up with your life. I-I'm sorry!"

I succeeded, sadly. As much as it killed me, it worked. But, there's always something that ties us back together somehow. Even through your passionate loathe towards me, you needed me. I don't know in what way or form, but I knew you needed me, and with open arms was I there to hold you.

Desperately Taehyung looks beside Jimin, following the line of the main five of Oasis before it falls to Jungkook, who is a great distance away from him, a stone cold expression on his face to the coffin in front of them. Taehyung doesn't know what came over him, but climbs over the bench so he's stands right in front of Jimin. The other stares at him with soft eyes and wipes a tear from his cheek. Taehyung send him a gentle smile and numbly scoots down, passing the comforting eyes of the other members who also made way for him to get through, before he ended up standing right in front of Jungkook.

By now his hands are feverishly shaking by his sides as the taller man stares down at him; a small frown on his pink lips, in which only deepens upon seeing more tears pooled Taehyung's eyes when he desperately looks up at him. A gentle piano melody began to play that spread through the church and a women with a breathy voice began to sing a soothing song that only weighed the death of Taehyung's father more on his son's chest.

It's starting to hurt badly.

"I'm all alone," Taehyung whimpers in a  quivering voice, shakily putting his hands on Jungkook's chest of his black button up shirt, "My d-dad is dead...... J-Jungkook, I-I can't t-take..... I-It's too m-much-"

Jungkook gently places his hands on Taehyung's jaw tenderly, making the smaller man look up to meet his eyes. Jungkook's eyes are glossy now, feeling so much pain from seeing the upset older trying with every fiber in his body not to break down.

"D-Do....... Do you give me permission to hold you?" Jungkook asks hesitantly, making Taehyung slowly start to shift from foot to foot by how weak he feels right now.

Taehyung's face crumbles up in complete despair as he covers his mouth with his trembling hand, his lips parting to release a broken sob. Jungkook's heart shatters completely, especially when Taehyung suddenly nods fiercely, "P-Please...... Hold me please."

We were both stubborn love sick fuckers for each other, and it was at that moment that I realized how much I'm in love with you. From the first time I said it back when you burnt those bodies of your molesters to that moment of the funeral, I just knew.... No matter how much we push each other away, how much we hate each other, how much we always run around this toxic game we have created, we need each other. So I took that leap of faith.

Jungkook only pulls Taehyung's left hand from around his neck and takes his ring finger, "I will ask you once again, will you please marry me Kim Taehyung?"

The sincere way he says this only makes Taehyung's heart tug aggressively and unwanted tears began to whelm his eyes.

Play it off, it isn't real.

He's not being serious...

"No."

Jungkook's lips falls to a deep scowl, making Taehyung bubble up in cute giggles after seeing his reaction, but regardless Jungkook squeezes the metal down Taehyung's slender finger, "Well, too late, you're going to be my future husband. Now your engaged with me, period."

Why is he still doing this?

Okay, ha very funny.

You can stop playing now.

Taehyung ended up bursting out laughing but tears were escaping past his eyelids by now, "Y-You're such a dick."

This isn't real.

He isn't being serious.

Right?!?

Jungkook suddenly frowns upon seeing Taehyung's tears and he cups his cheeks, "W-What- Are you crying?"

H-He's being serious isn't he?

Taehyung ended up letting out a broken sob and takes one of the hardware nuts from the bundle beside them as well and uses the wipe to clean it before taking Jungkook's left ring finger, "Well, if I don't have a choice, so don't you," Taehyung sniffs, squeezing the hardware nut down Jungkook finger, allowing a tear to tap down the metal before looking up, "You're bound to me now. Whether you like it or not, okay?"

When we said those horrid vows, I knew there was still hope, even if it was just a small glimmer of hope but it was there. Sadly, life has its way of shifting and instantly destroying  everything in a matter of seconds. I got kidnapped, raped, assaulted and..... I got fucked up really bad. I wanted nothing more but to die, to actually disappear from the ends of this Earth. When you came and saved me, healed me, understood me, even when I didn't even remember you, it was like I was falling in love with you all over again. It felt.... Euphoric.

"I'm s-scared," Jungkook shakily admits, looking down, letting his fingers run over the golden bolt on his ring finger, "What if I never find peace?"

The space beside him on the bed suddenly sinks and Jungkook snaps his eyes to the older, not helping himself from scooting away slightly from the close distance, but Taehyung didn't seem hurt by that at all, instead he only held Jungkook's gaze, his entire focus on him.

Offering the comfort through the window of his soul of his eyes.

"You're not alone, I'm going to be right here to help you, okay?" Taehyung says slowly, his tone dropping down to a more gentle tone, "I'm not going to leave you behind anymore... Throw all your burden onto me so you won't have to hold them on your shoulders. I will carry it just so you won't have to struggle anymore," Taehyung pauses, letting his eyes fall to the bolt Jungkook is fiddling with his hands, "It will take time for you to trust me, but know that you can lean on me, and count on me, okay? I will keep you safe Kookie, I promise I will."

Those vulanerable moments in my life just showed me you would be right there for me, to comfort and hold me whenever I needed you, just like I have done with you.

"T-Tae," Jungkook murmurs weakly, "W-Why...... You should've let me-"

"No," Taehyung quivers sternly while shaking his head, "I'm the only one that can kill you, okay? Only me!," Taehyung snaps and then lets out a painful whine, "We been through so much together and I honestly wouldn't want to think of being with anyone else if it's not with you. P-Please don't leave me...... I nearly lost you once, I-I don't want to lose you a-again."

I trusted you to take care of me, even when I couldn't even trust myself.

"You literally can't trust me alone, can't you?" Jungkook murmurs with a tender smirk, daringly pulling the other closer, still being a slight distant away from his slight parted legs on the table.

Taehyung only rolls his eyes, "If it wasn't for my stubbornness, who knows what could've happened to you," He huffs, fighting the urge  to place his hand on Jungkook's tiny waist.

To be my strength,

"But I don't even want me," Jungkook mutters lowly, slowly shaking his head, "I'm tired of feeling so powerless. I am literally going to go down in history as the most weakest gang leader that has ever existed."

Taehyung couldn't help the smile on his lips as he leans towards his lover and grabs his cheeks, squishing them fondly, "Not really, more like the most cutest and bunny like gang leader to have ever existed," Taehyung coes in a baby voice, causing an award winning scowl in return from the other but thankfully that removed any stray of darkness from Jungkook's eyes, "But no... You can't just be a little baby to anyone, only mine, not the worlds. Anyways, that's not the point, Point is, you have to want strength and power Jungkook. You have to accept whatever happened that broke you and continue on with it, that is what will make you stronger. You're still alive for a reason, so don't waste it. You know Jimin wouldn't want that."

To protect me.

So Taehyung took a risk. He steps closer to Jungkook, wrapping an arm around his waist and leans down, "Unzip my bag in the opposite direction from the alleyway, take the gun and give it to me," he mumbles lowly against Jungkook's lips, faintly brushing his lips.

Jungkook stares at his eyes, pressing himself closer to Taehyung's chest, "Reach your hand to my lower back, my gun is at the rim of my pants and it's loaded.  Get it and aim for the shoulder, 4 meters away and 5 feet up."

You are my pillar, my anchor, the lighthouse to my darkness. You, Kim Taehyung, are the love of my life.

More tears escaped Taehyung's eyes and he leans, softly placing his lips on the other's warm ones, capturing the feeling that always followed the younger's soft kisses. A feel of utter bliss and peace. Taehyung made sure to remember the way Jungkook moves against him, with so much delicacy and care. With so much love he never thought to feel in his heart.

"I-I love y-you," Jungkook shudders, feeling himself finally reaching death, his mind caressing the darkness with his hand.

And he feels peace.

Taehyung whimpers, letting his tears escape his eyes, "I love you," and takes in his warm mouth for the last time before stabbing the knife down to his chest, right where his heart is.

Forever I will be so grateful to have met a beautiful angel like you in my life.

For a second he thought he said or did something wrong, but when Jungkook places a hand on his cheek and rubbed the skin gently, he felt like he knew what was about to come.

And his heart began to skip a thousand beats.

"I love you Taehyung."

It seems like the world just stopped for a moment. The flame in the background is slowly dying, the wind isn't moving from out the window and everything just flew by at a slower pace. Taehyung can feel his heart beating hard against his chest as he stares into Jungkook's eyes.

Never has Taehyung felt the love that he feels inside as he does for this man right now.

As much as he loved and care for his past girlfriend, whom she may rest in peace, it's not the same love.

This...... This is love that Taehyung can't even put into words.

All he knows is that whatever this connection between the two is, it's more than than just a simple affair.

The both know it is.

And they both finally want to admit to it.

"I love you Jungkook."

Wow I made this letter far longer than I intended hahaha it's not like I'm not going to give it to you soon, a special day is coming up soon and I'm so excited to see your reaction! Well, my baby boy, never forget how much you mean to me, which is literally the world. I never thought of myself to have fallen for someone as hard as I fell for you to the point I honestly would die for you, words can't even express how much I love you. I really do, and it's beautiful to be in love with you. I love it. Well time to end this letter with something simple yet effective.

Happy Birthday My Precious Kim Taehyung.

I'm hate you, always.

- Jeon Jungkook :)"

Taehyung lips quivered in a smile, holding back his tears as he hugs the letter close to his chest, letting the rush of memories flood his mind in a beautiful swirl.

So beautiful.

They were beautiful together.

This letting just brought back so many beautiful moments that Taehyung just wishes he could relive all over again; to have Jungkook by his side and make things right. To live life happily together instead of against each other.

How much they have wasted their time, and now time definitely caught up to them, and there's no going back now.

"Seems like it's a pretty cold night to be outside, don't you think?"

Taehyung smiles weakly upon hearing Yeosang's voice, eyes still not moving his gaze away from the water below him.

"This is perfect," Taehyung whispers softly, moving his eyes up to look the night sky, "Makes life seem a little less shitty than it is..... Honestly Yeosang...... I don't know how long I can live with this void inside anymore, I really don't know."

He never thought it would be true about what they'd say once one finds the love of their lives; the minute they're gone..... Life is never the same again. It's all a spiral of pain and emptiness.

It's like part of one dies; that flower that blossomed with the making of the relationship just flutters down, crumbling and dying into nothing.

As much as one tries to grow it again, it can't be saved. If a new one blooms, it will never be the same as the first one.

"Do you want this?" Yeosang shakily whispers, placing his chin against Taehyung's shoulder blade, is breathing coming out uneven, "I need you Taehyung...... Please don't.... Don't let go yet."

Taehyung breathes for a moment, and slowly smiles, "You don't need me anymore kid. You are far stronger than me and Jungkook combined..... I don't want you to suffer Yeosang, I really dont and I'm afraid I will just drag you down-"

"No, you won't," Yeosang desperately pleads, wrapping his arms around Taehyung's waist tightly, "You're my dad.... I will always hold you up like you held me up. We are a team, you're not alone."

By this point Taehyung is weeping quietly and he leans back against Yeosang's chest, "Yeosang please.... I'm suffering, and I don't think I will last before I will end up killing myself behind your back," He admits painfully, "I miss Jungkook. I promised I would die with him, please let me be with Jungkook."

Yeosang remains quiet for a moment, his breathing now bitches and presses a firm kiss on Taehyung's head and yanks him back, "I can't do that Taehyung."

He won't do it, Taehyung knows he's not willing to let go yet. So that's why he constructed a plan on his own.

One that Yeosang will have no choice.

"I'd rather die from your hand than to do it myself," Taehyung whispers numbly and wipes his tears, "But If that's the only way to go then fine."

Right after he gives the single with his hand, he  instantly felt a stand pain on his chest, reaching all the way through to back in a quick motion.

Along with a loud bang echoing the air.

It's done.

Yeosang suddenly screams, dragging Taehyung's body over the railing and desperately tries to get him to his feet but Taehyung drops to the ground, breathing heavily as blood began to pool out of his chest and back.

Yeosang frantically looks around, trying to find who the fuck did this but he didn't see anyone. He didn't see the hooded figure camouflaged at the park right by the river, watching them as the person instantly leaves the scene before Yeosang could notice.

An assassin.

Someone was sent to kill Taehyung.

Or more so...... He sent them to kill him, but he wasn't about to tell Yeosang that. He wasn't about to admit how desperate he was to die, and would rather make it seem like an assassination then a suicide.

The person will never be found, that's for sure.

"Who the fuck was that bastard!" Yeosang curses loudly with tears beaming his eyes and pulls out his phone, "Don't worry we are going to get help right no-"

"Yeosang, stop-"

"No!" He screams desperately, his tears now vividly pooling his eyes and streaming down in a constant waterfall, "I l-lost Kookie the same way! I-I'm not going to-"

So Taehyung grabs his phone and flings it over the bridge, making a painful scream escape the younger's lips and he shakes his head brokenheartedly, "Please Taehyung don't do this to me."

"Listen to me Yeosang," Taehyung whispers, blinking slowly to the unconcious reaching his body as his body slowly falls completely weak, "I already have done my time. I lived, did everything I wanted to do, even more. My life without Jungkook isn't the same baby............ What's the point in living without a passion? With wanting to live? To live empty?...... I may sound so fucking selfish and this may turn out to be a fucked up version of Romeo and Juliet but it's true what they say; once the love of your life is gone, you can either live life with half a heart or try to fill it with something close to perfection than how it was before. No one is as perfect as he was.... I don't want to live like this anymore."

Yeosang sobs uncontrollably presses his face against his neck, "I'm be alone,  I need you Tae."

To this Taehyung manages to chuckle drily but only winces to the pain, "Don't say that darling, you're just living a lie if you think that way," He whispers and gently runs his fingers through the younger's hair, "You are lucky enough to have found the love of your life so young..... So enjoy it. Be the Jungkook to Hwanwoong's Taehyung, and live happily, knowing I will finally be free to."

Free...

He will finally be free... That sounds like the most beautiful thought that had ever crossed Taehyung's mind these last two months.

Yeosang whimpers pitifully and looks down at him, "Am I not a good enough excuse for you to live?"

Taehyung stares at his teary eyes and gently wipes his tear from his cheek with his thumb, his own tears sliding down his cheeks, "You are the best blessing I've had in my life. This is why I'm doing this. One day I know the agency will catch up and they will want me to terminate you, and I can't do that. I would rather die than to ever hurt you or bring you to harms way," He began to weakly mumble and let's out a shakily breath, "It's your time to live Yeosang...... Don't make the same mistakes me and Jungkook did..... O-Okay baby?"

Yeosang sniffs with a thick gulp, staring softly to the way Taehyung is slowly losing color on his skin, "Will that make you happy?"

Yes.....

He will finally be.... Happy.

At peace.....

"More than you could ever know," Taehyung murmurs and shakily lets his hand drop, "Everything hurts baby..... Please, end my suffering."

Just like Jungkook, he wouldn't want to die from the hands of just anyone.

However Yeosang didn't have the will do this, even as he raised his gun slowly and pointed it to Taehyung's chest, right where his heart his, he couldn't do it.

He started crying hard.

"Shhh it's okay," Taehyung cooes lightly and cups his hand, hovering over his finger on the trigger, "Be brave my warrior, you always have been brave."

Yeosang lets out a quivering shriek and leans down, nuzzling their foreheads together with eyes screwed shut, "Promise me you both will be there when my time is up.... Tell me you will wait for me."

"Without a doubt," Taehyung wheezes weakly, fluttering his eyes close, "I love you...... Son."

And just like that, a loud bang echoes the air following with a jolt on Taehyung's body.

Yeosang didn't move or even breathed, he stayed completely still as Taehyung's body falls limp on his lap as he exhales his final breath; His soul escaping his body to find his other half in the other side.

Yeosang would've been sobbing by now, maybe haul himself over this same damn bridge to join his parents, but he didn't. The thought that Taehyung has finally found peace was enough to give him a sense of clarity.

So he pressed his lips against Taehyung's slightly cold forehead, laying a gentle kiss with a tear streaming down his cheek, "I love you dad, I will be a strong warrior, I promise."

That's the most painful part of being in this dark world, filled with guns and violence; there's no room to be attached, let alone be in love. Death and pain will always follow, especially once others find that as weakness. From that moment that Taehyung left this world to be reunited with his lover, Yeosang realized that love shouldn't be a weakness, but a strength for one's self. To make one a better person, warrior, leader and friend, and so that's what Yeosang is going to look ahead too.

Use his love for his empire, his lover, his members as strength to push forward. Just like what his parents taught him. To come together and show their enemies why they shouldn't be messed with.

After all, all is fair.

In love and in war.

The End

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

*breathes*

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Can we just not end this book and let it keep going forever until it has a billion chapters? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Okay maybe not :'( Ahhhh what a journey!!! So as you can see this is the original ending of the story!

However I did have an alternative ending, but honestly I think this ending is fair considering the plot of the story.

For those who has read this story previously, you could tell that a lot of the torturing and intense scenes has been unpublished. As mentioned before, that have been censored for the sake of the story being still up on the platform and for those who find discomfort in those topics. The original timeline and details will be posted on AO3.

FYI, there's a couple of bonus chapters coming up.

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