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His eyes first set upon Ruiji, who was standing in the middle of the warehouse. Then, he saw all the other boys tied up to chairs, tear stained, looking dreadfully torn. Then, he saw all those other men standing in the back- men who he saw do unspeakable things to Jungkook.

Then, he saw Jungkook.

Lying on the floor. Naked. Bruises all over his body, trembling. Eyes fogged, looking close to passing out. But in his eyes, Taehyung didn't see pain or-or rage. He saw hope.

And Taehyung felt all that anger rush right back through his veins and straight to his fingers. 'Cause he pointed the gun up, and started shooting.

"Taehyung!" Mark shouted, eyes widening. Taehyung let his gun go from right to left, shooting at everyone, not seeing who or what, just thinking Jungkook.

Slowly, but surely, the men who were all stood in the back- before they could even reach for their triggers, got shot in the stomach. In the stomach, for Taehyung knew it'd last and hurt for a long time and they wouldn't die instantly.

He wanted them to rot. To burn.

"Fucking- dammit Taehyung-" Mark growled under his breath, realizing that Taehyung had gone insane for the moment. He shot everyone.

Every one of those men duck for cover or tried to find something to fight back, but they all got shot before they could. Taehyung saw red, seeing these men he grew up beside die from his hands. But frankly? He didn't give half a fuck.

Mark went straight to untie the hands of the others, seeing Taehyung handling things on his own.

"He-he's gone crazy," Jinyoung said, eyes wide. Jackson's eyes widened as well, and he saw his father look increasingly angry, grabbing at a gun.

Ruiji took a gun and shot it at Taehyung, who moved and let it go past him. Taehyung made sure all of them were dead. Every single fucking one of them was shot. He didn't care if they didn't rape him. They let it happen. And Taehyung wouldn't fucking forgive.

"Taehyung!" Ruiji shouted, eyes darkened as well. Taehyung turned to him slowly, and then tried shooting at him, but just heard a click, no bullet.

All his bullets were gone.

Ruiji started laughing cruelly. "Weak! Weak like the others- that's all you are! You killed them, happy?" Ruiji shouted, and Taehyung still saw red, still saw his-his baby lying there on the floor, unable to lift his head up.

They touched him. They hurt him- they fucking raped him. His baby, the only one who never did anything wrong in his whole life- they ruined that. He let it happen once to his mother, but never ever again.

Taehyung dropped the gun, seeing all those other men on the floor, laying in their pool of blood. He walked towards Ruiji. Ruiji tried to shoot at him, but before he could, Mark kicked him from the back and grabbed his gun- making him fall on the floor.

Mark pointed the gun at Ruiji, but Taehyung grabbed a crowbar. "No- let me do it." Taehyung said lowly, and Mark looked at him, rather fearfully, and nodded.

Jimin was untied, so he went and started untying all the others. Everyone was watching the scene with pale faces and morbid expressions.

"Taehyung-" Ruiji started, and Taehyung almost smirked, seeing fear in the man's eyes. Fear, in the cruel man's eyes. Pain, in the eyes of the torturer.

Jimin let out a gasp, eyes widening when Taehyung stabbed the crowbar into Ruiji's chest. He let his hand fly to his mouth, shaken in surprise.

"Jimin!" Yoongi snapped, also shaken by the scene in front of him. "S-sorry-" Jimin stammered, continuing to untie his ropes.

"Y-you-" Ruiji started, and Taehyung took the crowbar out, only to stab it back into Ruiji. Taehyung was enraged, totally taken over by his anger and sorrow.

"You fucking-" Taehyung growled, taking the crowbar out and hitting it on his head. "-disgusting, old, ugly rapist, murder- liar!" Taehyung shouted, blood spurting on his face.

"You killed my parents!" Taehyung shouted, stabbing it into his head, seeing the life leave his eyes, blood spurting out. "You raped him! He didn't fucking deserve that!" Taehyung screamed, voice going hoarse, tears reaching his eyes.

"S-sorry," Ruiji somehow choked out, and Taehyung felt a tear trickle down his cheek.

"Die painfully- fucking- die!" Taehyung shouted, and kept hitting and hitting and hitting and hitting and-

"Taehyung!" Jackson yelled, pulling him back, looking horrified at the scene that took place.

Ruiji. Dead.

Taehyung dropped the crowbar at his foot, breathing heavily.

Taehyung snapped his head towards the chairs where the boys were earlier seated- all empty. "Where the fuck is Dokeun?" Taehyung husked, and Jackson stepped back from him.

"He-"

"Where is he?!" Taehyung shouted loudly.

"He escaped. I-I don't know how, he just-" Jimin started, and Taehyung looked pissed, until he realized the main reason he came in here.

Taehyung turned around in an instant, running towards Jungkook- who was still laying on the floor, wrapped up in a large grey coat given by Mark.

Namjoon also ran up to him, and he tried pushing Taehyung back, but Taehyung gave him a look, practically growled, and Namjoon moved back. He moved back, terrified. He did not want to mess with Taehyung in this state.

Taehyung crouched and put one hand under Jungkook's knees and one slung around his back, and lifted him up. He almost gasped out at how weak, how-how frail Jungkook looked, all light seemingly left his eyes.

Jungkook blinked up at Taehyung. He parted his lips, and a weak whisper came out. "T-Taehyungie-" He let out hoarsely, and Taehyung gulped down his tears, having to remain strong.

"Taehyung, don't you dare-" Yoongi started, but Jungkook, surprisingly, wrung his arms around Taehyung's neck, squeezing him tightly in his hold.

Jungkook passed out in Taehyung's arms. Taehyung's eyes widened, and he looked at Mark, who was also outside with him. "Let's get in the car." Mark said, and Taehyung nodded.

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Taehyung tapped his foot against the floor, the ticking of the clock making every second more devastating. It'd been hours- they'd been at this stupid clinic for hours. Thankfully, the doctor at this clinic used to be friends with Mark, so he didn't ask questions, and just did his work.

"Taehyung, " Mark said softly, and Taehyung ran his hand through his hair. "The-the plan was to kill Ruiji, not all of them."

"I got angry, don't blame me. You saw what they did to him. Every single one of them. Even Jackson- he could've stopped them, but he didn't."

"I don't think he had much say. He feels terrible, Taehyung. He tried to tell his father to stop, but he couldn't. Plus, you did kind of just kill his dad, so maybe you two should not talk for a while." Mark mumbled, and Taehyung snickered humorlessly.

Jungkook was inside the hospital room, getting a check up done. The doctor had gasped at his state, looked at Mark and Taehyung with fearful eyes. Taehyung had teared up himself, seeing how they fucked ruined him- they basically killed him, if not literally.

"And what about Dokeun?"

Mark sighed. "No idea. Off the grid. Jaebum told me that the rest of those guys left. M'guessing they went back to their house. Probably searching for Dokeun or whatever. They're going to be looking for Jungkook too, y'know." Mark said, and Taehyung pressed his lips together.

"Whatever. I'll take care of that. I just- god, I wish it didn't take that fucking long! We could've gotten there earlier, a-and-"

"Taehyung- it's not your fault. You were trying to speed things up, I could tell. If just- ugh- all those guards didn't try to stop us outside. That took up too much time. And finding the guns and stuff... I feel like it's mainly my fault. I could've sped things up." Mark said, and Taehyung just looked at the floor, continually tapping his foot.

Finally, the hospital door opened, and Taehyung stood up.

"Kim- there's things that need to be discussed." The doctor said, and Taehyung gulped and nodded, walking into the room.

The moment he did, his heart almost stopped for a second. Jungkook was on the bed, pale, cuts bandaged up and bruises creamed. Oxygen mask on his mouth, an IV connected to him, along with a heart monitor.

"I.. don't think I want to know the situation that took place.. but fucking hell, Taehyung. What the fuck happened?"

"Shut up- Baekhyun. Tell me what's wrong." Taehyung snapped, walking closer to Jungkook, placing his hand on Jungkook's.

"So.. there's many bruises and cuts. One bad scar on his chest- which, thankfully, doesn't need stitches. Just apply some ointment to it at night. Apart from that.. his anal lining was ripped. There was.. a lot of blood too. For that- just make sure there's no irritant to his anal area. Also, baths. No showers- make him take baths." Baekhyun said, and Taehyung nodded.

"Anything else?"

Baekhyun sighed. "Well, the good news is he doesn't have anything that bad. The lubrication they used.. I think the black oil- blocked any kind of semen transfer which could've resulted in those. However, he still received an STD.

Taehyung cursed under his breath. "What is it?"

"Lymphogranuloma venereum. LGV. Thankfully, it can be treated. Antibiotics for 3 weeks straight. I'll give you the medicine. Unfortunately the symptoms of this is pain in lower back, chills, joint pain, fever, tiredness, and.. can cause anorexia. Just make sure he's eating, because his appetite might decrease drastically." Baekhyun explained, and Taehyung knelt down, holding Jungkook's hand tightly with both his hands.

"T-that's all?" Taehyung asked fearfully, and Baekhyun nodded.

"He should be up soon. I'll leave you two alone for a while." Baekhyun said, and then walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Taehyung sighed, pressing his lips to Jungkook's hand. Taehyung parted his lips, and felt tears reach his eyes. He gripped onto Jungkook's hands, soft sobs escaping his lips, holding Jungkook's hand against his forehead.

"God- forgive me, baby. Y-you don't deserve this." Taehyung cried. Taehyung felt emotions overcome him, and left Jungkook's hand, reaching his hand to his face and crying into it.

There's nothing in this world but pure evil if someone like Jeon Jungkook had to go through so much trauma. What did he do to deserve that? Nothing. He did nothing. He was constant smiles and giggled for everyone to see yet.. the universe hurt him. Hurt him by giving him this family, this life, this environment, this love.

Taehyung wishes. Taehyung wishes to god Jungkook never has to go through something so painful, so harrowing ever again. Taehyung rather have all that pain- every single bit of it- transferred to him than see his baby like this.

"T-Taehyung?" The softest voice squeaked out, and Taehyung stood up in a hurry, wiping his eyes.

"Jungkook-" Taehyung let out, rushing closer to him. Jungkook blinked in confusion, opening his eyes, seeing white light.

"Baby, you're fine now. You're fine. You'll be fine. They- they won't hurt you. No one will hurt you again, okay? They're gone now. All of them." Taehyung said, and Jungkook was still adjusting to his surroundings, blinking faster.

"W-where- where am I?"

"I got you to the hospital. You're fine. You're fine now." Taehyung said, trying to give him a reassuring smile.

Jungkook blinked. "Why didn't you come ear-earlier?" Jungkook asked, voice barely coherent. Taehyung felt his stomach wallow at his words.

"I'm so fucking sorry, baby. I tried, I- I really tried. It-it took so much time, and-a-and I wish I came earlier. I really do- I'm sorry-"

"Where are the other boys?" Jungkook asked, cutting him off.

"I don't know. I left them there and rushed you here. And, they-they-"

"You're hurting me." Jungkook spoke out softly, and Taehyung's eyebrows furrowed, until he looked down and realized he was squeezing Jungkook's hand with his two.

Taehyung pulled his hands back, and cursed under his breath, moving a step away from him. "Sorry- I-I- fuck, sorry." Taehyung stammered, and Jungkook looked up at the ceiling.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Baekhyun stepped in. "Jungkook, you're up! Good. I have the medicine you need. You'll need to put it-" Baekhyun started, but Mark stepped in too, door closing behind him.

"Taehyung- Jaebum just sent me a message saying-"

Jungkook suddenly felt something in him. Fear. He felt his heart rate increase, stomach go queasy. Fear in seeing two men he doesn't know. "T-Tae-" Jungkook started, reaching his hand out, trying to grab him.

"I don't- w-who are- I-I-I don't know t-them- p-please-" Jungkook stammered in fear, clutching onto Taehyung's shirt. Taehyung stepped closer to him, allowing Jungkook to grab onto him.

Baekhyun and Mark widened their eyes, seeing how Jungkook got tears in his eyes and his breathing got quicker. Baekhyun grabbed Mark's arm and whispered something to him, and then Baekhyun gave Taehyung a look, and they both walked out of the room, closing it.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's small figure, and Jungkook gripped onto Taehyung's back, crying into his shoulder. "It's okay- don't worry, they're gone! Look, Kook, they're gone now."

Taehyung said softly, and Jungkook's breathing got a little better, and he pulled away, still holding his shirt.

"I-I wanna go h-home." Jungkook said, looking down weakly, eyes half closed.

Taehyung nodded, trailing his hand down Jungkook's face. "I can't take you home, baby. I can take you to my place, but-"

"That's okay." Jungkook whispered, nuzzling his face into Taehyung's chest. "Somewhere else. Somewhere safe. Please."

Taehyung pulled Jungkook's head back lightly and placed a kiss to his forehead. "Of course."

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