Jungkook writes briefly on his notebook, moving his gaze from the textbook and back to the sheet of paper full of notes. It's pointless to be this indulge in his studies since he won't last long in this school, but he really got sucked into the world of psychology just by reading the textbook and notes from class.

It is after all his favorite topic.

And the professor just so happens to be a great teacher.

"Wow, you have more notes than me," Niall suddenly gawks, making Jungkook snap his head up from his trance, noticing how the blonde is staring at him with a gentle smile on his face.

Well that is true. Jungkook has at least three pages full of notes, meanwhile Niall only has half a page.

"Oh.... Guess I got carried a away," Jungkook mutters sheepishly, shyly looking down to his notes.

Maybe a little too much to avoid any source of interaction with you, since you won't say anything about yourself at all.

The blonde only continues to stare at him, making him feel slightly uncomfortable from the heavy stare, so he only goes back to taking notes.

Stares don't feel so settling as it did before.

"You know Jungkook," Niall sighs knowingly, slowly leaning across the table, making Jungkook tense up to the close proximity the other is trying to put, "You're pretty smart.... Would you mind if we have study sessions like this all the time?"

Yes I would mind actually.

You aren't saying shit so you are useless, and obviously loyal to fucking Orchids.

Jungkook thickly gulps and leans back to his chair, sending the other a nervous smile, "Uh I'm not sure if we can all the time. I have other things to do as well."

Like recover from my trauma.

Kill some of your friends.

Kill your leader for sure once we find out where the hell he is.

Fix shit with Taehyung as well.

So much to do.

Niall's face suddenly falls, replacing his expression with one of pure frustration but conceals it with a soft smile. He nods slowly and stands up, "Please excuse me, I'm going to go use the bathroom."

Guess he's done playing.

Jungkook slowly nods in return and focused back to his notes as Niall stands up and walks away to find a bathroom in this library. Once again is Jungkook dragged back to taking notes of the brain and the stages of sleep it goes through.

It's actually very interesting how the brain doesn't instantly shut down once you sleep, it's always working, even while dreaming.

The leader was so into his note that he didn't notice at first a visible red dot on his hand. Not until the dot trailed right to the notes on his paper. For a split second Jungkook's whole body froze, slightly panicking that he may be seconds away from actually being shot, but suddenly his phone rings in his pocket. Reluctantly he reaches for it, keeping a hard eye to the red dot on the paper as he takes out his phone and he sees Taehyung's contact name.

Such a wrong fucking time.

"Taehyung?"

"Hi Jungkookie! How's studying going?" Taehyung asks enthusiastically, making Jungkook slightly squirm in his chair as he trails the lazer to the window he's sitting next to and to the building it's coming from, which is right across the library building.

And he suddenly connected the dots.

"Are you spying on me?" Jungkook growls hushly, glaring directly to where the laser is coming from, which is to the roof top of the building across.

The brunette chuckles drily as he peers at Jungkook through the lenses of his sniper gun, seeing the younger look directly at him with a deep scowl.

"Well sorry for being precautious. This bitch is definitely trying to get into your pants and you're extremely hilarious to think I will ever let that happen," Taehyung snickers drily, making the other male sigh heavily.

"Seriously Taehyung," Jungkook huffs while running a hand down his face, "We are just studying."

Taehyung only scoffs in return, "Best believe I'm make sure it's just fucking studying. Now the little blonde leprechaun is coming back, be a good boy for daddy, hm."

Excuse you?

Daddy?

Jungkook was about to utter a protest to that comment but the other line ends instantly, and so does the lazer beam from his paper.

He's so fucking annoying.

Just as Taehyung mentioned, Niall returns seconds later with a genuine smile on his lips, "Sorry I took so long. I don't even know my way around this library yet."

Horrible liar for sure.

The younger only forces a smile, "It's perfectly fine," He says smoothly and glances at the clock against the wall, "Wow, we've been studying for a while, I should go."

In reality, he just wants to not risk a fucking death because of Taehyung's jealousy.

It's too soon.

Niall furrows his eyebrows, "We've only studied for an hour."

Jungkook gulps thickly, "Yeah, that's enough time for me," He mutters hastily as he packs up his stuff quickly.

The things Taehyung makes him do, for fucks sakes!

Just as he stands up, he didn't realize Niall has trailed from his to to stand right beside him, a dark gleam in his eyes that made Jungkook jump in the spot, "But there's only one problem to that," Niall huffs and leans closer to the flushed younger's face, "We want you."

W-We?

Who the fuck is we-

Out of no where Jungkook is aggressively pinned against the table, a male he has never seen before holds him down in place, a mischievous smirk forming his lips. Jungkook instantly tries to kick him off but Niall takes out his gun and points it to Jungkook's temple, a stone cold look on his face.

Trap.

It was a trap.

Yet Jungkook couldn't comprehend that.

So many flashbacks flew Jungkook's mind all at once and he viciously began to struggle against the strong arms, his panic rising in his chest.

No, no, no, not again.

Please not again.

I can't breathe.....

Why can't I breathe?!?

"Don't fucking move or scream and maybe this will pass by faster," Niall growls and nods to the other male.

Are they going to torture his senses again?

Do they want to know what his plan is?

There's more to this!

What is it!

By now Jungkook is hyperventilating intensely with the tears bursting through his eyes and glitters of starts forming his vision from the high intense flashbacks in his head.

Touching me.

They're touching me.

My chest hurts.

My anchor....

Where's Taehyung?!?

And with his whole chest, Jungkook screams.

"TAEHYUNG!"

Not even a second after he cries out the name, the man pinning him down falls limp against the table and another groan fills the atmosphere.

But Jungkook can't seem to process what is going on in time.

By now Jungkook is paralyzed completely, his body only feverishly shaking but he can't make himself to move at all. The tears wouldn't stop streaming down his cheeks in massive gushes and the flashbacks only fills more intensely in his head, causing his vision to blur up more as he sees the vision before his eyes.

So much pain.

So much blood.

Dark, everything is dark.

Stop it!

I'm not there!

Or am I?

"Jungkook! Hey, it's alright," A voice spoke in a distant, despite the familiar face being right in front of him, his voice sounds so far.

Who is he?

What is going on?

Stop shaking.

Stop shaking.

Get out!

"Dark..... Everything is dark," Jungkook whimpers, curling himself on the table with chocking sobs escaping his lips, "Cold..... Blood.... Hands. So many hands."

All he feels is the hands on him.

Those nasty hands with devious intentions.

They won't stop abusing me.

Why are they touching me?

Stop it!

Go away!

"No, I'm right here. Jungkook, look at me," The voice spoke again, making Jungkook slowly move his gaze up to see that familiar figure again, crouching down next to him on the table. His face is blurred but he somehow feels familiar.

His voice.....

Please dont stop talking.

"Breathe, okay, just like me, breathe," The voice says calmly, but Jungkook can't see his movements.

He's growing hysterical at this point.

Why can't I see!

Is he good?

Is he going to hurt me?!

"P-Please don't hurt me!" Jungkook cries, covering his body with his hands, "I-I..... Please...... Don't touch me."

"I won't, I'm not touching you, okay," The voice  from the figure continues to say from the blurred vision, "Just breathe Jungkook, breathe."

The younger tries to take deep intakes of breathes and long exhales, just as he hears the figure do.

Hear how he does it.

Soft and gentle breathes.

But Jungkook needs more, this is all too much for him to handle just by breathing alone.

"Talk to me," Jungkook sutters, his body still violently shaking, "Please don't stop talking."

He needs to hear his voice.

The calming honey voice.

He needs an anchor.

The voice at first doesn't say anything but then the figure hesitantly leans closer to Jungkook's face, "Jungkook, I know you're fighting a battle now, but you have to win this over, okay? Focus on me..... Taehyung.... Me. Don't let the bad memories get to you. Remember when we first met? That I defended you from that ugly bully with the poor excuse for muscles?"

The brief memory flew Jungkook's mind and a weak shudder escaped his lips, "H-He was weak."

"Yes he was," The figure agrees with a nod, "Remember how annoying your were for us to study together until I finally agreed to study at the library? I nearly scared the shit out of you when you saw me outside the building smoking, remember?"

The familiar memory of the red haired man, dressed in black while smoking a cigarette also began to play in Jungkook's mind, a small smile twitched his lips.

"I actually thought you looked hot," Jungkook admits shakily, making the figure let out a small giggle and soon Jungkook's vision began to get more clearer.

Brunette wavy hair.

Golden skin.

Hazy brown eyes.

It's still blurry, but Jungkook doesn't feel scared anymore.

"What about that one time my dumbass decided to walk in the middle of the night to only see you being interrogated by these weak Sages members?" The male continues to say, making Jungkook slightly tense up to the mention of that horrid group but the memory had the opposite effect of trauma, especially to what happened after that.

"The night of the first kiss," Jungkook whispers lowly, the figure now appearing more clearer in front of him the more he looks back to those moments.

And the first thing he notices is tears beaming the other's eyes with a weak smile on his lips.

He's crying..

"Yes it was," Taehyung whimpers and wipes his eyes with a hand, "Remember how you ignored me for nearly a damn week after that and then some random guy touched me during class? You got so jealous that you yanked me to a random classroom?" He says humorously, making the younger weakly chuckle even more to that beautiful memory.

"Oh yeah.... I sent someone to kill him and to chop his dick off," Jungkook snickers at the thought, making the other male gawk at him with wide eyes.

Oh..... He didn't know...

"You did what! Jungkook!" The other figure, who now Jungkook recognizes more clearly as Taehyung whines, a deep pout on his pink lips.

The younger only looks at him more relaxed, "What can I say? I didn't like others disrespecting what's mine," he says quietly and suddenly realized his body isn't shaking anymore.

The thoughts are settled.

He's calm.

All thanks to Taehyung....

Hesitantly Jungkook begins to sit up, rubbing his neck slightly and stretch his back from the ache of how it was pounded on the table, "This bastard really was aiming to break my back," he groans annoyedlg and rolls his neck before settling his eyes to Taehyung, who stares at him cautiously, making sure he's entirely okay.

He feels okay.

Far better than okay actually, especially after remembering those nice moments again.

Those childish memories that he always carries in his heart.

So the younger only reaches to grab Taehyung's hand and gently tugs him closer, "It's okay, I'm okay, thanks to you of course," He says tenderly, meeting eye level with the other male.

He's so beautiful.... Even up close Taehyung is the most breathtaking man he has ever laid eyes on.

Taehyung sighs heavily and gently caresses Jungkook's knuckles, his thumb running over the bolt on his ring finger, "I nearly lost my shit when I saw what they were doing to you and I couldn't get a good aim. I only got to shoot the goon but Niall managed to escape, only injuring his arm."

The younger nods briefly to this and looks down to the ground, seeing the goon lay lifelessly there with a pool of blood around him.

The mere sight of him made Jungkook shiver and turn to look back to Taehyung, "We'll catch these fuckers, I promise."

The brunette suddenly smirks wickedly, "Oh but we did. As we speak, Jimin and Yoongi are taking care of Niall,  since they were waiting outside the parking lot just in case as back up."

Jungkook's heart burst in his chest.

This genius bastard.

"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.

Not yet, too soon.

Jungkook only smiles at him, "We both know you did it out of jealousy, who are you trying to fool here? Definitely not me."

Taehyung gapped his lips dramatically, "What? Me- No. why would I- No, I wasn't jealous. He was not to be trusted and-"

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say Tae," Jungkook snickers while giving Taehyung a playful shove on the shoulder while hopping off the table. The brunette instantly took a step back to give the other some space and the leader was very appreciative of that.

He's so considerate and patient, Jungkook loves that very much.

"So, shall we ride off into the sunset and get some blood work going from our enemies?" Jungkook gleams, his hand still tangled with Taehyung's but he suddenly lets go once his heart began to rise in a familiar anxiety.

At least he held on longer than the usual times.

Progress, small progress.

The brunette only grins halfheartedly and softly ruffles with Jungkook's gelled wavy long hair, "I'll tell you what, if Niall just so happens to be a piece of shit; I will let you do all the torture and killing, I won't get involved."

The younger has never appeared more happier in his life until the moment Taehyung has said those words.

"Would you mind recording me? I would love to look back to it for memories," Jungkook giggles chaotically as the two walk out of the library and down the stairs to the exit.

Taehyung bursts out a childish chuckle, "Of course I will! I have to treasure the moments my little bad boy does big things in life!"

"I deserve to be praised," Jungkook snickers, making the brunette shove him playfully as the two maniacs walks out the library, laughing to their chemistry slowly building up despite the hate and revenge from the past.

Forgetting entirely about the dead body left in the library floor.

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A/N:
Oh boy, next chapter will be great!!

Ahh sorry I haven't updated a lot today, I will be sure to update soon :( <3

Well now off to sleep I go after a long day haha, thank you so much for loving this story so much!!

I PURPLE YOU!! <33