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"Well well well, who do we have here? What, did I kill someone I forgot? Are we gonna fight? C'mon I was watching my favorite show!"
When Taehyung doesn't receive the usual annoying reply, he turns around, and all his demeanor switches. Because right next to his window, with a knee on the floor and breathing heavily, rests Jeon Jungkook — hero of the city, his eternal arch enemy and personal pain in the ass — crying.
Jeon Jungkook is crying, in his living room, with bruises everywhere. Fucking everywhere. And this is not okay because he didn't provoke those bruises. Taehyung didn't leave his house for the last week because he was recovering from their last fight — which he'll never accept out loud but he blatantly lost.
And that means someone else fought against him, which is not okay.
"Who?"
Silence surrounds them. Jungkook tries to calm his sobs, Taehyung fights the urge to destroy the whole fucking city. Because that's his hero to fight with. And no one else touches what is his.
"They– they took her hyung, they took her with them. I'm– I'm not..."
A chill runs through Taehyung's body. A chill that starts creating sparks in his palms. He doesn't need more words to know who Jungkook is talking about. And his blood is boiling.
"Names, Jungkook."
The aforementioned, for the first time, raises his head. Tears fall down his face blurring his vision and more bruises are there. Taehyung quickly sees a swollen lip and a broken nose, despite the TV being the only source of light.
Sparks start to reach every corner in the room from Taehyung's hands without control.
He's angry .
Jungkook looks at him so helpless. So desperate. His hair is messy and makes it even messier when he rubs his arm on his face trying to wipe the tears but to no avail because they won't stop falling. He looks at him begging without words. His knee still on the floor. And a whisper.
"Please, hyung. I beg you."
Taehyung clenches his fists, and if he was mad before he is boiling now.
"Don't. Don't ever beg, Jungkook. Not to me nor anyone. Ever. You heard me?"
His voice is cold as ice, leaving no room for any other option.
"I'm sorry. I'm desperate hyung I'll do anything please."
The sparks grow now and twirl around Jungkook, forcing him to stop talking, taking all the air in the room.
"I said don't fucking beg, Jungkook. Stand up and look at me. Have some fucking pride in front of me."
They both know Jungkook has not enough strength right now to do as requested. Not with how beaten up he is. So Taehyung moves closer. The sparks don't even tickle him when he trespasses them and a moment later he's right in front of his arch enemy staring from above.
When he grabs Jungkook's hand the air returns to his lungs and the latter can finally breathe, letting a sob escape from his mouth. Jungkook stands up but it's not him but Taehyung the one who puts all the effort, letting the other lay on him, but they won't say a word about that. They're now standing at the height and Taehyung knows the other is about to pass out. He won't last too much. He needs to know, now .
"Who did this, Jungkook. Tell me."
He passes one of his arms around Jungkook's waist to support him. The other one caresses his cheek, removing the tears getting dry there.
"Tell me. I'll bring her back to you. And I'll kill them all. I'll burn this stupid city if I need to."
Jungkook closes his eyes, trying not to cry again. He knows he doesn't have too much time either.
"Red Ribbon."
Taehyung doesn’t need anything else. He knows them. Biggest trash in the city, has made deals with them in the past. Has worked with them tons of times. Not anymore. Ever again.
They don't say anything else. Don't react either. Not even when Taehyung lifts Jungkook bridal style and takes him to his bed.
Not when Jungkook seems to dig his face in the cushions and inhale the sheets.
Not even when Taehyung leaves the light of the bathroom on.
Not when Taehyung realizes he remembers.
Not when Jungkook freezes at the realization.
Taehyung is about to leave when a soft voice makes him stop in his tracks and turn around in the darkness.
"Why, Tae? After everything I did... Why are you helping me?"
"No one hurts you, and no one touches her. They messed with the wrong guy."