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63: Church Cries

There's so much people here. Taehyung is actually surprised that this many human beings are able to fit in this decent size church. Some people Taehyung actually knew from his father, others he has never seen before in his entire life.

They all came for one purpose; to pay their respects for their friend, family member, or coworker.

And that alone was driving under Taehyung's annoyance.

It's insane how all it takes is a person to die in order for friends and families to remember that I exist.

They were never there when my mother died, or when I felt alone throughout my life.

Only my father.

At this point Taehyung couldn't even cry. No matter how many people have approached him to offered their condolences and share their nice stories of his father, he can't seem to feel emotional right now. Not in front of them actually, who were never there for him to even begin with. He doesn't like showing emotions to people like that; who only explodes in a crying fit upon seeing the coffin but were never present in his father or his life in general in order to feel that grief.

That's disrespectful, especially if they're being in the house of God.

Even Taehyung knows this and he didn't go to church.

Taehyung softly smiles to this sarcastically. No one in this room is a saint, they all have blood in their hands.

Even the body that's not in the casket.

During the middle of the pastor talking in front of the podium, growing inspired with his preach of how the Lord will look after Minho's soul,  Taehyung senses shuffling from the row behind him.

Great, more people that he doesn't know.

Taehyung faces the ceiling, praying he doesn't hear those dreadful words that he has been hearing in a constant spiral throughout the whole day. It gets tiring, being told the same thing over and over again.

He just wants to be there for his father's ceremony without the sound of slithering snakes around him.

To Taehyung's utter surprise, he feels a hand being placed on his lower back. Everyone is standing at the moment, so this was definitely not part of his imagination.

Who the fuck has the audacity to touch him right now?

His large hands balled to a fist, ready to swing at the person without hesitation.

Taehyung turns his head with gritted teeth, but felt his heart drop when he sees Jimin behind him. The smaller is staring ahead to the pastor talking, his hand not moving from Taehyung's lower back, but then he meets Taehyung's eyes, sending him a weak smile with his now healed lips.

He's here.

Jimin is here.

Taehyung suddenly felt that nerve being nudged in his heart and his throat squeezed tight as if someone was chocking him.

Tears began to beam his eyes.

Jimin upon noticing this traced his hand up to Taehyung's neck and gently massages his tense muscles. This is different. Jimin was there through everything, and having him here to his father's funeral..... As much as he hates to admit it, it meant everything to Taehyung.

That's the ironic thing about having enemies.

They know your pain than those closes to you, since they were there through it all.

They see sides of you that no one else sees, not even those who sees you as a hero.

They see the raw version of your colors.

And that's Oasis for Taehyung.

The thought continues to race at a constant spiral in his head and he cups his eyes with a slender hand; silently letting the tears spill as the pastor began to get more inspired and spoke with profound words on how Kim Minho is in a better place and other words that Taehyung blurred out after his emotional boundary growing  weak.

Especially now that he's around people he actually knew, and that knew him.

Who he can be fragile to.

This is all too much.

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. 

He's here...

Jungkook is here...

Taehyung doesn't know what came over him but climbs over the bench, so he's standing right in front of Jimin. The other stares at him with soft eyes and wipes a tear from his cheek. Taehyung sends 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 man stares back 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 at him. A gentle piano melody began to play that spread through the church and a woman 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 man look 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.

But he couldn't take it anymore.

He can't be strong.

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."

And so Jungkook wraps his arms over Taehyung's slumped shoulders, running a hand through his fluffy brunette hair as he presses Taehyung's face to his chest. The older wails painfully, his body quivering to the sudden coldness despite the layers of clothing as he closes his eyes while the tears streamed like waterfall down his swollen cheeks, feeling his body bend slightly to the pain on his stomach.

Jungkook holds him up right, his grip tightening as Taehyung relies his whole weight on him, unable to keep himself to his feet anymore.

And Jungkook is right there to be the pillar he needs right now.

Who knows how long they lasted like this, as long as Taehyung needs really.

And Jungkook was willing to wait no matter how long it was.

"Any last words for our departed soul?"

Jungkook glances up at the pastor and presses his lips against the crown of Taehyung's head as he sways them, "Do you want to say anything?" Jungkook asks softly, trailing a hand down to wipe a tear from Taehyung's blotchy cheeks.

Taehyung numbly shakes his head, sniffing softly, "No, my dad isn't in there. I will when I burry him back in Korea."

At first Jungkook didn't say anything, only holds onto him tighter, his hand still delicately moving through his hair, "May I go?"

Taehyung flutters his eyes closed and nuzzles his face against Jungkook's chest, "I should say no and to tell you to fuck off," He whispers bitterly but then looks up at the other, his gaze completely fragile, "But I believe my father would like the closure of his killer and his son in one place together without ripping each other's heads off."

Jungkook takes in his words and slowly nods, leaning to press their foreheads together, "I'm here for you Taehyung, I always keep my word."

"At times that serves you justice, the other times its just a brutal curse," Taehyung mutters with a venomous tone, making Jungkook softly smile.

Even in the midst darkness of black suits and dresses scattered out in the gloomy church, Jungkook's smile alone sheds a warm light that sent an unfavoring shiver Taehyung's spine.

He shouldn't feel so warm, but he did.

And he loved it.

He always did, always will.

"Look at that, you're getting angry at me and you're not crying anymore!"

Taehyung huffs annoyedly, "Shut up you asshole!"

All the sudden Jungkook's eyes widen and he looks around their surroundings before playfully glaring at Taehyung, "Shhh- Sweetie! We are in church! You can't use that foul language here."

"Are you kidding me right now?" Taehyung bubbles a shy giggle, his heart fuzzing up as he lightly shoves the taller back.

"Hey! Stop giggling in a funeral! People are so going to disapprove and might throw holy water at you for being disrespectful."

"Did you just reference that from a song?"

"Maybe I did, your point is?"

"Again, why haven't I killed you yet?"

"Because I won't let you kill me, simple as that," Jungkook ventures amusingly while poking Taehyung's nose fondly, "Well, if you already feel better and not going to speak out in front of all these rats, it's my time to shine."

Taehyung's heart dropped as the members makes way out of the row for Jungkook to get through with ease. That wasn't what made Taehyung have this intense bad feeling bubble up at the pit of his stomach.

No.

It was the cold expressions behind the main five's faces, especially behind Jimin's. The usual psychotic eyes is gone, replaced by a stone cold composure.

Oh no.

What is he doing?!?

"What the hell are you doing? Jungkook please-"

"Can you relax?" Jungkook sighs, turning back around since Taehyung gripped his arm to prevent him from leaving, and he sends a sinister smile to Taehyung panic face, "I'm just going to say my last departing wishes, nothing extreme."

"Jungkook I swear to God-"

"You are just on a roll today, next thing you know you are going to burst into flames with that lovely language of yours," Jungkook snickers and sends the other a wink as he pries his hand off and Jungkook moves out of the row.

Taehyung watches with horrified eyes as the Oasis leader moves through the sea of people until he's standing in front of the coffin, "I would like to say a few words."

The pastor looks over him, a small smile to Jungkok's bravery with clear ignorance to the other's reputation, making a shock of electricity to strike Taehyung's heart from his panic.

What is he doing?

For fucks sakes Jungkook!

Don't do something stupid just for one day!

"Please tell me this won't end up with more than one funeral?" Taehyung mumbles tiredly, earning a small snicker from Seokjin, who stands beside him, filling the space Jungkook was in.

"No promises."

Taehyung rolls his eyes. Mind as well be mentally prepared.

At this point Taehyung is too drained to do anything.

He said he will only say a few words, he keep his word.

Jungkook walks confidently up the podium, taking out a slip of paper from his pocket as the pastor give him his space. Taehyung furrows his eyebrows in confusion as Jungkook looks down at the paper with an unease vibe, but that instantly washes away when he looks up at the crowd, a mellow smile forming his lips.

Here it begins.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemens. Many of you may know me, others may not, so allow me to introduce myself," He says professionally with a wicked gleam in his eyes, "I am the devil, and I'm coming to collect some souls today."

For fuck sakes-

Taehyung's heart dropped as a sinister giggle escapes Jungkook's lips from the gasps that echoed the room, "Kidding, we know how much Kim Minho use to love those sadistic jokes, am I right Minho? Remember when you use to call me a demon child? Ah good times," He crackles as he stares at the coffin and then moves his eyes back up, "But on a serious note, I would like to say that I briefly ever knew Minho; I've heard he was a good man, officer, husband," And lastly Jungkook glances at Taehyung, "Somewhat of a good father. However, I admire him. I really do. He died defending his country and the least I could do for him is favor his last dying wishes."

Wait what?

Demon child?

Did Jungkook.....

No, his father never went to Korea since he was born...

Maybe he's bluffing, to get the crowd shaken up.

Yeah, definitely.

Wait... Favor??

Everyone in the room began to whisper amongst themselves in confusion and Taehyung glances at Seokjin, "What is he talking about? What does he mean last dying wish?"

Seokjin sends a side eye glance to Taehyung but doesn't say anything, especially when Jungkook suddenly spoke up, "May I have the following specimen of human beings please approach the coffin; Jack Puth, Delilah Manson, Zhang Yixing, Rebecca Santos, and Anyo ."

Everyone's heart is thumping against their throats by this point, especially Taehyung's, especially after seeing Jungkook crumble up the paper and stuff it in the pants of his suit.

Taehyung knows these people.

They were part of his father's team.

What's happening? How does Jungkook know them??

The five people ended up emerging from the crowd and walk up to the coffin, hesitant eyes glancing between the empty closed coffin and Jungkook.

He smirks widely.

"So, Mr. Kim was entirely fond of you guys specifically," Jungkook ventures in a humorless tone, connecting his eyes with Taehyung's, "He was fond enough to send me to kill you for betraying your loyalty to the agency by secretly working for drug cartels and other mafias around the globe and exposing some interesting information about the agency to save their asses. Ha, snitches get stitches they say, now it's time to pay up, and what better person to take care of that than the devil himself."

Taehyung had to hold onto the back of the row in front of him, the shock sending a straight nauseous to bubble up his stomach.

How does Jungkook know all this?!?

What does my father have to do with Jungkook?

Was he lying? No, he wouldn't be too specific on who to kill if it was just a random kill.

Are they.... Actually traitors?

What is everyone hiding from him for fuck sakes?!

Suddenly the Oasis main five stands behind the five rats, instantly getting into action on holding them down. Just as everyone else was about to take out their guns in the church, who were obviously from the agents, Jungkook takes out a grenade with a chaotic smirk, "Shoot us and we go boom boom. Trust me, there's more than one bomb."

And just like that, the five members shoot down the traitors without a second thought, instantly pointing their guns to their surroundings in case anyone tried to shoot them or Jungkook.

Taehyung should be feeling angry, by far upset and possibly planning his next attempt on how to fuck over Jungkook's gang. But as he takes in the entire situation and looks at the bloody dead corpse on the marble ground, he fights back a laugh as he covers his mouth, humor spreading like a disease in his body.

He's losing his damn fucking mind, he knows he is.

Nothing is making sense.

Jungkook's speech, the agents being killed, his father somehow being associated with Jungkook - Nothing makes fucking sense.

And al Taehyung can do is just fucking laugh.

At this point it's just plain hilarious.

Jungkook sure loves to be very poetic with his kills.

Jungkook suddenly leans to the podium ad grips the mic, "Stay the fuck away from Oasis before what happened to them happens to every single one of you as well, and I always come to collect, clearly. If I hear anymore rats snitching their way into my fucking empire, I will make sure there won't be a motherfucking agency for you to rely or stand on," He growls venomously as Taehyung stares up at him with a awe expression in his eyes and broad smirk.

Believe it or not, no matter how much Taehyung has enjoyed taking his revenge on the Oasis empire, he misses this. 

Now there's the Jungkook he so much admires.

The one that demands control.

The one that would die for his gang, regardless of the risks.

The one who's like a fucking shield.

He misses this Oasis leader.

Seems like their last talk nudged him up.

Good.

Guess Taehyung is a simp for the bad boys after all.

"Oh and Taehyung," The brunette blushes vividly to the chaotic eyes that spreads Jungkook's expression, a sincere smile on his face, "I hope you like this little something I have prepared for you. It's not as big as your gift from outside my apartment, but I hope you will like it."

And then suddenly all of the lights snapped off. Today just happens to be a very cloudy day, so the windows didn't provide much of a sight for anyone. A loud rage of screams of horror spreads the church, along with barks of orders from the agents. Taehyung doesn't move amongst the chaos, only stands still with a smile as everyone loses their minds.

But then Taehyung feels a pair of lips land on his.

At first he was seconds away to smothering the other with punches, but then he recognizes those lips.

Jungkook's lips.

His mafia lord's lips.

A rough hand gripping his ass motivated him to part his lips and he suddenly feels a liquid spill inside his mouth. A hum escapes his lips to the bitter taste of wine and the other suddenly lets him go, leaving Taehyung stunned as he feels steady breathing near his ear, "Let the blood of Christ remove your sins my dear boy, we will see each other soon," And with a last kiss pressed on his head, Jungkook is gone.

The lights suddenly turns on moments later and someone lets out a sharp scream.

On the white coffin with blood printed on it says 'Luke 1:79' and in front of the coffin  is the five dead bodies, forming a heart while being piled together with a person in the middle bent to form a V with their lifeless body.

V... His cover name.

Oh Jungkook has learned so much indeed.

Still a hopeless romantic.

"The hell does that even mean!" Someone yells behind Taehyung, everyone trying hard to grasp the situation while offers instantly tried to evacuate the crime scene, meanwhile Taehyung couldn't stop smiling.

"To give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death." He murmurs, sending a mischievous gleam to the man behind him and follow the crowd out the doors of the church.

Jungkook wants Taehyung to find peace, that's why he hasn't done anything to him.

There's still so many questions Taehyung has, so many holes that just doesn't make sense, but that verse was enough for Taehyung to walk out the church with a new glow in his eyes.

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A/N: Yay last chapter of the night! I hope you guys enjoyed this update! It's pretty.... Intense but I hope it answered some questions that were left in the air.... Or maybe rose even more questions.

Hahaha I PURPLE YOU GUYS!!!!!!

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