"Who was behind the mask ?
It was him.
The young boy."

17/12/21

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Third person POV

The man took steps toward the kid, his hand slipping to the kid's puffy cheeks, a smirk curling on his lips.

"Finally, I can do what I have wanted to do for years." 

The male uttered, as he stroked the kid's hairs softly. But he froze when the kid turned around in his sleep.

His innocent eyes fluttered open and got filled with fear when met the Male's dark orbs.

The kid sat up in fear as he instantly crawled back, eyes already filling with tears. The kid's arms reached his head, as he cowered behind his shaking arms.

The male cursed in his mind, before he swiftly moved toward the side table, as he picked out a liquid, wetting his handkerchief with it.

The male moved toward the kid who shook his head, not liking this unknown man and his aura.

"Baby, come here please." There was a sweetness in his voice, but the kid jumped from the bed as he cowered in the corner, tears slipping down his eyes.

"Baby, I will be quick okay, don't give me a tough time, yeah, come here." The Male's voice turned stern, as his one arm grabbed the kid's forearm, who tried to get away, faint screams leaving his mouth.

The kid struggled, his appa had taught him to never give up, the kid looked at the male as he bit on his arm hard, almost dozing out blood.

The kid ran when the male hissed but before the kid could reach the door, he was harshly grabbed by the male, who pushed the handkerchief on his nose.

The kid struggled but ended up losing his consciousness, his eyes getting heavy, before the boy black out in the arms of the man who caught him.

He breathed in relief, wiping the kid's tears with the pad of his thumb.

"Just some time more.." he whispered before picking the kid in his arm, as he left the room the mafia had ordered to not in any case.

His stern steps landed on the furnish floor, eyes roaming everywhere alarmingly, arms wrapped around the small five year old kid.

He licked his lips, unconsciously pulling the mask over his face, covering his face till his nose, only leaving those dark orbs to be witnessed by others.

His pace fastened, with every step of his, his own heartbeat increased.

"Who are you ?" 

The deep voice made the unknown male to stop on his feet, as he felt the cold sweat running down his forehead, the Male's arms over the kid tightened.

"Turn around. Who are you ?" The deep voice made the unknown male shudder, as he hesitantly turned around on his heel.

Eyes casted downward, pupils restless like a thief.

"H-hoseok- ssi ?" The male looked up, instantly looking down again as he stuttered on his words.

"I asked you, who are you ? And what are you doing with the kid ?" The male asked as he moved toward the male, arms lifting to capture the kid in his arm causing the other male to stumble back hurriedly.

Hoseok frowned at the Male's gesture as he moved again toward the male, who again took a step back.

"H-hoseok- ssi I-i.. s-sir Jeon, yeah sir Jeon asked me to take h-him out for some fresh air.." The male stuttered, making the other Male to squint his eyes suspiciously. 

"Jeon told you ?"

"Y-yes.." the male nodded, eyes not lifting up from the orange haired Male's shoes. 

"Hmm… but isn't he sleeping, let me take him to the room." 

"NO ! I-i mean.. sir J-Jeon told me to t-take him to the g-garden, t-the doctor t-told h-him.." he again stuttered, face reflecting pure nervousness, eyes casted down from the fear.

The other male continued staring at him for more than 10 seconds, making the male to shift his weight from one leg to another.

"Okay. You can take him." The male uttered, giving a stern nod to the other, eyes still filled with doubt.

"Take care of him, I guess you know really well whose son he is." Hoseok warned the other to nod his head furiously and bow a little before he left from there.

The unknown male witnessed the other leaving as he deeply sighed in relief. 

"That was c-close.." 
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The male started pleading, but he was already thrown across the room, a scream leaving Taehyung's mouth when two guards pressed him against the opposite corner of the room.

"It's time for my revenge, baby brother !"

The male in front of them was raging in hatred, his pupils shaking with anger, the wave of hate increasing in his chest, lips moulding a sick smirk, so heart feeling at peace when his ears got filled the raven haired Male's painful scream and Taehyung's begging.

"Pl-please, leave him !!" The blue haired male yelled, tears leaking from his eyes witnessing his husband getting hit by those guards.

"Leave him ? Do you really think he deserved this ?? Huh ? This man killed my best friend, he killed her daughter !!" 

Yoongi yelled in anger, hate and frustration. 

"No, n-no he didn't, pl-please, leave him." The younger male cried out as he struggled in the guard's grips.

The raven haired Male's body curled into a ball, as he received many hits at a moment, his ribs, stomach, legs, everything hurt ! 

His arms wrapped around his head in order to save himself but it was useless, warm tears slipped down his eyes, turning on his side again and again, painful whimpers and screams leaving his bruised lips.

"Pl-please, leave h-him. Jeongg… Jeongguk orders you r-right ? Pl-please…" Taehyung stumbled on his words, still trying to free himself from those bruising holds.

"Oh- please, shut the fuck up. He never orders me, he is freaking no one to order me. I am not his servant or something, that fucking pathetic man !! He has a stupid heart, he– stupid fucking ass !!" 

"That pathetic man can't hurt his brother. Fucking coward ! All the beating this fucker received till now was planned by me, he didn't even know that his, this– this murderer, this killer, his baby brother got beaten up daily. Fucking ass !!" Yoongi yelled, fist clenching and unclenching from anger.

Those words made the blue haired male freeze, his tears making their way down his cheeks.

Jungkook felt his tears slipping down more furiously, his brother never hurt him except the office incident, he never hurted him.

Not even when he found them, not even when he killed his daughter. 

"Stupid fucking ass, a coward !!" The elder male mumbled before he signalled the guards to stop, the younger male trying to crawl toward his husband, who seemed to be unconscious, blood dripping down his face.

"Tsk, tsk, it doesn’t end so easily, baby brother…." Yoongi smirked, looking from his shoulder. 

The younger male looked at the smirking male from his half opened eyelids, getting ready for more pain, but his heart stopped with his eyes widened;

When a scream left the blue haired Male's lips. A hard punch landed on his jaw causing the male to fall on his side with a yelp.

"N-no ! N-no, pl-please…" the raven haired male pleaded as he used all his strength, standing up on his feet, limping toward his husband.

The male pushed a guard away, as he pushed all others weakly, amused at how easily they got away.

"T-tae, l-love.." he cried out cupping the blue haired Male's face, who smiled weakly at him, a cut near his lips, causing the crimson red blood to doze out.

"I-i am fine koo.. it doesn't hurt much." Jungkook's tear slipped down his eyes, watching the hurting male, when suddenly a harsh kick landed on his back causing him to jerk forward.

The raven haired male clutched the other in his arms, as he made the blue haired Male's body disappear between his bruised but muscular arms. 

The raven haired male took every single hit, not letting a single harsh movement touch the boy curled in his lap, as he took all the pain on himself. 

His heart having an outburst of emotions, tears finding their way down his chin, with pain spreading throughout his body.

There was physical and mental pain.

How cowardly I am, c-can't protect m-my l-love, y-you fucking d-deserver this Jungkook, y-you deserve this. S-so many people got hurt just because of you, just because of y-you."

The male cursed himself in his mind, hard sobs leaving his mouth, his thoughts hurting him more than those beatings.

"H-hyung got hurt because of you, n-noona got killed, you killed your A-angel. A five month old baby t-then t-those orphanage children t-then Taehyung, M-minjae. You hurted everyone, everyone.." 

The Male's shoulders shaked as he no longer could feel those hits, but his hold never loosened on the male shaking in his hold.

He knew he was crying too, he was sobbing too, and this made him cry more and more.

Both the male screamed when they were pulled apart from each other, struggling in those guards' holds.

Jungkook's bloody face was met with Yoongi's smirking one, as he looked at him with pleading eyes.

"W-why you are hurting him, pl-please hurt me b-but leave him.." the male cried out, only to make Yoongi laugh maniacally.

His legs were giving up, and if it wasn't for Yoongi's harsh hold he would have fallen down till now.

The blue haired male looked eyes stinging with both fear and anger for the elder male.

"Tsk, tsk, you are hurting this much when I gave this male only one punch, just think what will happen to you when my men will hit your precious son.." 

Jungkook's breath hitched as he shook his head repeatedly, hands clutching the Male's arms in tight and harsh hold.

"N-no…. Pl----"

"Bring me the kid." The male ordered as one of the guards left from there, the raven haired male shaking his head and Taehyung struggling in the other's grip.

"No, l-eave him, pl-please.." 

Yoongi smirked watching both the Male's struggles and begging, his heart feeling at peace. 

But the smirk fell, as his jaw clenched with eyes turning red from anger when the same guard informed him;

"The kid isn't there sir !"
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The unknown male hurried on his steps as he made his way downstairs, toward the dark basement of the mansion.

The closer he got to the basement, the more his heart pounded in his chest. His breathing became uneven, eyes pooling with unshed tears.

But the male flinched hard, when his ears got filled with a painful scream, his eyes widened, heart raging in his chest.

The male squinted his eyes, holding tight over the sleeping boy in his arms, head resting on the shoulder. 

But his jaw flung open, unconsciously a tear slipping down his watery eyes when saw the scene in front of himself.

The raven haired male getting hit, shoulder shaking from his sobs, his husband curled into his chest, crying his heart out.

The worry made him take one step ahead, before stopping as he looked at the kid in his arms, his hand wrapping around the boy's head protectively.

But his heart came to his throat when heard the raging Male's words, Jungkook pressed against a wall. 

"Bring me the kid."

The male stumbled back as he pressed himself against the wall at the door side, shrinking his body as much as he could, eyes taking the site of the guard leaving.

The male found his back pocket, one hand busy holding the kid, stumbling on the numbers, calling someone hurriedly.

"Jeon " the voice of the male heard who was at his wife's grave, not knowing what's going on behind his back.

"C-come fast please, h-he is hurting them, Y-yoongi---" the male rambled worriedly looking back and forward again and again.

"Why the fuck you come out of the room--

"Pl-please we d-don't have time come fast, h-he is hurting them, pl-please master..." 

Jeongguk frowned at the sudden worry of a mere guard of his, his ears hearing a similar word after years.

"Who are you ?" His deep voice resonated throughout the call line, a deep silence following with a series of deep breaths behind.

He knew what he was thinking couldn't be possible, he knew it but still his heart thumped inside his chest, his fingers curled around the metal gadget, his eyes shone with an unknown emotion. 

The other line went silent, only the deep breaths could be heard and the mafia believed he could hear his heartbeat.

The male on the other line audibly gulped down the lump formed in his throat. Closing and opening his eyes.

A mere whisper living his lips;

"J-jimin, I-i am Jimin–

"–pl-please save my J-jungkook-ie and his family, pl-please I am b-begging you, master…" 

And that was when Jeongguk remembered that young boy.
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This is chapter (26).

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And you know guys, 17th Dec is special for me, because today I started my writing journey. Yeah on 17 Dec 2020, I posted first chapter of my first book.

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