He lost it again.

This time, worse than the first time.

Jungkook watches from the computer screen how Taehyung screeches against the cuffs, scratching it with his already bloody nails with his body drenched in sweat - angry, and down right near insane.

He's growing desperate.

It's his second week in there, and Taehyung has once again lost it completely.

He's crying, screaming, kicking and scratching the wall, hurting himself bad yet whenever anyone told him he can be out free now since Jungkook gave the word, he denies it.

Strange enough,  maybe even suspicious.

But not strange enough for Jungkook. The Oasis leader knows Taehyung's planning something, and that something involves him not leaving yet.

So Jungkook waits, observing him.

They have to be prepared for anything by this point.

He's not stable enough to be left alone either way.

Whatever he's planning will definitely hit hard, and Jungkook needs to make sure everyone is safe.

Including Taehyung from himself.

Jungkook frown deepens as he watches Taehyung cursing into the air, still feeling the emptiness in his chest.

The only thing he has been able to feel for the past three weeks.

He's dead from the inside by this point.

Jimin skips into the computer room and rests his chin against Jungkook's shoulder, "What are we looking at?"

Ever since Taehyung got locked up in that cellar, Jimin's once composed self completely crumpled down.

He snapped once again to not feel.

This time, it's much worse than before.

His mercy is nonexistent and he is as reckless as Taehyung, but now he knows how to control that better so he isn't going insane like Taehyung.

But..... Taehyung became his anchor, so when he lost his anchor, he lost himself as well.

No one knew how deep their bond was laced, especially since they weren't seen as close but clearly Taehyung meant everything to Jimin.

Except Yoongi and the Oasis leader - who already knows enough about their closed-door affairs.

There's nothing that Jungkook doesn't know about what moves around in this empire after all.

His paranoia sure is effective, especially with overhearing Jimin and Yoongi's conversation through the door that night when they came back from the meeting with Orchids.

Don't get him wrong, he did his research to further know whether it was true or not.

Research involving recording tapes of the cameras around this empire.

Lots of them.

Guess you could say, he has completely lost his patience for anyone and anything.

How lucky Jimin is...

How.... Lucky....

"The usual, watching our baby boy hurt himself," Jungkook sighs as he watches Taehyung throw himself to the floor, screeching in frustration.

He hates seeing him like this.

He can't show that though.

He'll be seen weak.

He has to keep his shit together.

"Aw poor baby," Jimin pouts and suddenly gasps with a smile, "Can I go play with him for a while? Maybe he won't break any bones if I'm there."

If Jungkook could, best believe if he could, he would brutally slam Jimin's teeth with his own fist without hesitation.

He has some audacity, he really does.

And that hurt more than it fired Jungkook's rage.

He thought Jimin.... Was his friend...

No, not just the type that you'd share homework with and hangout at cheap restaurants.

Or the type of friend you rarely speak with and comes around every once in a while, only having the friendship still be the same.

But a friend.

The person you eat out of the same plate with when there's no more available.

The friend you can walk around with your eyes closed and know you'll be safe because they'll protect you, and same applies to them.

The type of friend with layers upon layers of trust, bond, and affection.

A true, deep, and strong friendship.

But some friendships clearly aren't as transparent as one would think.

Jungkook knows this, the disappointment is a bitch though.

Hope Taehyung doesn't feel the same way thought.

After all, he didn't betray him.

He only took something out of the way, and Taehyung was collateral damage.

"I'm sure you'd like that," Jungkook sends a side eye look to him, "Right, Angel?"

Jimin's face abruptly changes, features falling slowly as he detaches himself from Jungkook, especially because of his lethal look as he now stares at him with a stunned expression, "What?"

Angel, the nickname Jungkook used to love pouring out of his lips like sweet honey to his best friend.

It's the trigger.

Jimin's trigger to himself.

Jungkook stopped calling him that after they established their strict boss and main five relationship, and more so when Jimin stopped allowing himself to feel.

Out of respect.

Jimin lost that respect.

Looking at him now, Jungkook can't think of anything else besides wanting to slam his face against the damn table repeatedly, until he fucking bleeds and chokes on his own teeth.

Yet the longer he stares at him, something in him stops himself from doing that.

He needs Jimin.

He's a valuable asset to Oasis either way.

Now is not the time to make this personal.

So playing it off as though it didn't happen, Jungkook's expression softens.

He'll deal with this later.

Taehyung is his priority right now.

Jungkook snickers to this and turns to look at Jimin, "You don't have to ask me, go ah-"

"Jungkook?"

Jungkook's whole blood levels dropped upon seeing Yeosang at the doorway, eyes staring directly to Taehyung's tape with gapped lip.

And in enters the spawn.

Innocent, little spawn.

"H-He's still l-locked up?" Yeosang stutters, stepping farther into the room, not moving his eyes from Taehyung's tape.

Yeosang knows everything that's going on. Jungkook doesn't like keeping secrets from him so he always keeps the younger as updated as possible.

He is part of this gang too.

The heir, so he can't be left in the dark.

Jungkook breathes heavily and nods, "That's what happens when you kill someone's loved one, it turns one into..... This."

Keep being cold.

Be cold.

Don't show emotions.

Yeosang's innocent eyes takes in the screen and looks at Jungkook, "But..... You didn't kill his dad."

"No I didn't, but I sent Harry to kill him since he was a cop," He says, eyes focused to Taehyung, "I don't like rats."

"I know," Yeosang says quietly, "Because they'd take me away from you, right?"

Jungkook frown deepens, his gaze fogged, "Not only that. They'd kill me, maybe kill everyone here and for you.... I don't want to think what those feds would do to you."

The thought of someone hurting Yeosang, his main five, anyone in Oasis, especially by a rat, was like a knife twisting in his chest.

Jungkook hates rats.

He fucking detests them.

The younger doesn't say anything at first, only studies how Taehyung cries harder on the concrete floor and his frown deepens, "Do you think he's going to kill you from me since you took his dad away from him?"

The question lingers in Jungkook's mind and his chest felt heavy. He turns to look at Yeosang and places a stiff hand on his shoulder, "Listen Yeosang, if anything he might go after you since he knows how precious you are to me-"

"But I know Tae," Yeosang interjects lowly, his eyes averting to the ground, "He..... He wouldn't do that to me..."

No, Taehyung isn't like that anymore gem.

He would kill him.

A child.

Just to make sure Jungkook feels that brutal pain of a loss.

Not just Yeosang, but everyone here.

Without a doubt.

Suddenly Jimin pats Yeosang on the back and looks at the screen, "Well judging from this angle, he will most likely rip you to shreds if you step a foot radius around him."

A nerve twitched in Jungkook's body, his hand nearly outstretching to his best friend to grip his neck lethally.

Hold it back.

Don't do it.

Jungkook sends Jimin a look to hold his tongue and looks at Yeosang with soften eyes, "What Jimin is trying to say is he's not the same Taehyung he once was before," Jungkook whispers, raising Yeosang's chin, "I broke him, and I don't think..... There's any way around him anymore."

The younger remains quiet, only looks at the screen with Taehyung still crying silently to the floor.

Jungkook follows his gaze and frowns deeply, his heart tugged hard to this but he didn't let it get the best of him.

It brutally kills him to see Taehyung in such state.

He loves him.... He really does.

But his father's death wasn't anything personal.

The old man had it coming.

Jungkook doesn't play the safe string.

He doesn't regret it, any of it.

He prevented a risk of his empire falling by the cops, removed a gang from the picture and still kept what's his.

That is safety.

Remove one to save hundreds.

At what price?

Well..... He lost Taehyung, for good.

And he knows there's no way he will ever gain his love back once again.

Cold, everything feels cold.

It smells horrible.

The scars burns now.

It's so dark, everywhere. He can't see!

Everything Taehyung felt numb and is suddenly crashing down to him at a full speed. He smells the blood and the horrid stench of piss from around him. He feels his sweaty skin and the cut burns of his fingers.

The cold.

It's so fucking cold!

Taehyung's mind went into a state of complete hysteria as he screams his lungs out and finally gave up, accepting being free. He feverishly twisted his wrist against his chain but it was no use, it was as if the chain was meant for his wrist.

This is a nightmare.

I'm going to die here.

I'm going to fucking die!

No, the plan.

Be patient.

It was come at the perfect time.

Be patient.

Fuck but for how much longer!

Taehyung yelps once again as he rubs the chain against the wall, crying fiercely to the rubbing pain against his knuckles from the cement wall against his skin.

And suddenly...... A miracle arose from the shadows.

Seems like they have heard him finally wanting to be let out.

The door creaks open, grabbing Taehyung's attention from desperately prying his way out of his chains. His body is sweating feverishly and his mind is fumbling like crazy.

I need to get out of here.

Who the fuck is it?

Kill.

Haha kill! Kill! Now kill!

Come closer my little friend, closer!

Wait no, Taehyung get a grip!

What grip, it's gone now.

"T-Taehyung?"

Taehyung's whole body froze, a broad smirk suddenly spreads his lips.

Oh today is his lucky day.

His body began to vibrate in anticipation as his hands twitched violently for the need to kill someone.

"My dear Yeosang, I missed you so much." Taehyung gleams, his chaotic eyes gleams as Yeosang closes the door behind him and turns on the lightbulb in the room.

The smile on Taehyung was actually sincere, despite his chaotic thoughts running inside his mind, he slowly crawls closer to the boy until the chains stopped him, only a few feet away from him.

He needs to get closer.

Yeosang didn't say anything, only offers Taehyung a frown and squats down, searching Taehyung's eyes with his, "Tae."

The innocent way Yeosang said his name caused an odd spiral to swirl inside Taehyung, making him feel sick to his stomach.

Innocent..... Little... Boy.

Nooo, Yeosang needs to get away.

Now.

Taehyung scuffles back with a mean glare to the boy, "What are you doing here? You need to leave. Jungkook would be upset."

Yeosang innocently blinks at him and it only crushes something inside his chest, his hand still shaking with that need to kill him this instantly, but he's holding himself on a thin string at the moment.

"Why would he?"

Taehyung gulps thickly and lets his eyes fall to the ground, "Because I will kill you."

Yeosang doesn't say anything, only rises to his feet and steps closer. Taehyung hisses and scoots father back against the wall, if that's even possible.

The fuck is he doing?!?

Asking for a death wish?

"Yeosang get the fuck away from me-"

"No," The boy snaps, taking more steps to Taehyung.

He's in the danger zone.

The zone Taehyung an easily latch onto him- No, he can't do this.

"See, you aren't broken Taehyung," Yeosang whispers, by now standing right in front of Taehyung, "There's still something inside you that's still holding onto that good part of you. You still have an anchor."

Taehyung grits his teeth and glares up at the boy, "Oh really? And who's that?"

"You."

Taehyung takes in the boy's brave face in admiration and his wise words. He was always fascinated by the younger, but now..... He respects him.

The kid has guts and Taehyung absolute loves how he's able to stand up for himself.

Sadly, he doesn't know how far Taehyung's sanity has run off too.

There's no hope left for him.

That showed when Taehyung shoots to his feet, grabbing the younger by the shirt and bangs his body against the wall, causing a painful yelp to escape his lips.

Taehyung grins evilly and grips Yeosang's neck with a hard hand, causing the smaller to start choking against his death grip, pleading eyes staring into Taehyung's dead ones.

There's no hope for him anymore.

It's gone.

Everything is gone.

There's nothing left for him besides pain and rage.

"You, my dear Yeosang," Taehyung's tightening his grip on his neck, making Yeosang breathe heavily and wheeze from the lack of oxygen, "Is the key to Jungkook's suffering. I'm so sorry you have to die, I really did like you."

Yeosang starts to flutter his eyes as his grip tightens against Taehyung's wrists, "Killing me.... Won't bring him b-back."

"Oh I know," Taehyung scoffs and leans to his face, smirking broadly, "But it gives me a hell of a satisfaction to see Jungkook suffer."

The young Oasis heir's eyes glistened in tears to the lack of oxygen, lips trembling, "Is your father just as innocent as a kid?"

Taehyung's eye twitched, "I don't know, are you innocent?"

"Are you?" Yeosang says back, wheezing harder, "Don't act like a saint. It's not too late Tae, listen.... To.... Kookie.... He had.... His reason - I can't-"

He's losing consciousness, and Taehyung doesn't fucking care.

Yeosang's pulses suddenly began to shallow down against Taehyung's finger tips and the taller leans to his ear, a tug against his chest betraying his chaotic thoughts.

"Now get some sleep baby boy."

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A/N:
Well, this is about to... Get wild.

So what do you guys think. Yeosang really is dead huh, or...... Is he?

Hmm we'll see what happens!!

Okay now this is for sure now, have a goodnight hahaha I purple you!!!!!! <333