Karma stares the ceiling with a steady gaze, flinching from time to time to the thread stitching his now cleaned up wound. It didn't hurt as much as hearing Taehyung screaming to Jimin to listen to him, and it ticked Karma off to the point he had to forget about his promise to Tae and take over.

He was hurting him, and Karma hated it.

He will make sure Jimin won't raise his voice like that with him again.

"He was ready," Lucas murmurs lowly as he cuts the edge of the thread once it was completely stitched, "Guess Jimin still has his skills."

Karma grimaces to this, annoyedly, while letting Lucas dab the alcohol over it, "He's a sneaky fucker I'll give him that," He mutters and sits up, flinching to the pain on his arm as he tries to button up his shirt again, "He has the audacity to raise his voice at Tae and pin a knife to his face! He's lucky I didn't fucking drag his ass-"

"Karma!"

Oh no...

"Look! I know where Jimin-"

Shit.

Karma freezes on the bed when Jungkook suddenly enters the room. His once vibrant bunny smile completely falls as he notices the stitches on Karma's arm and the blood on Lucas's gloves, along with the medical utensils and the bullet on the table beside him.

Let's not forget the fresh cut on his face as well..

It didn't even take long for Jungkook to rush to his side, studying the wounds with vividly cautious eyes, "Bullet wound by a close proximity judging by the skin tissues," He whispers to himself and looks up at his face, "Knife dragged down against your skin, meant for torture purposes rather than killing."

Karma couldn't help but watch him with sparkling eyes as he rambles onto this, his gaze now fully concentrated on studying the wounds like a lab experiment. It almost felt like how it was before; Jungkook being observant and stern with his facts as to what he knows.

With himself.

That's what.... Made Karma slightly warm up to him in the beginning.

Since he saw him a lot like himself.

However, the second his eyes shifted to a worried gaze and his lips wobbled, Karma lost him once again.

Right, keeping Tae safe.

Can't have him going commando mode now.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Jungkook instantly asks, the worry lacing his tone that made Karma flinch away.

Stop sounding sounds damn weak.

"Nothing," Karma waves off, "Just go away-"

Seokjin suddenly enters the room, eyes on a folder with purses lips, "Well good news, the wound didn't hurt any important body parts besides some muscles. Jimin intention was most definitely not to kill you since it wasn't near the heart-"

Jimin.....

Jimin hurt Karma.

Karma saw Jimin, and Jimin hurt him.

They saw each other and Karma-

Karma.....

Jungkook's gears in his mind took a massive turn to a very very dark place as he processes the reality of this situation now. A place only cocaine took him most of the time. His face falls completely emotionless, facing Karma once again.

"Jimin did this to you?"

Karma sighs heavily, closing his eyes, "That is none of your business-"

The collar of his shirt is suddenly gripped by rough hands as he's banged against the headboard of the bed, shooting pain to his arm that made him yelp painfully despite his pain tolerance.

What the fu-

"Fucking answer me!" Jungkook yells, his eyes dimming of any light with no sympathy to the way Karma's eyes flashed with pain, "It was Jimin right! Jimin shot you!"

Karma didn't say anything, only turns his head to the side as he fights with Taehyung to hold him back from fronting.

He must protect Taehyung, especially if Jungkook looks this angry, he will only hurt him.

His silence was an enough answer for Jungkook, making him angrily let him go and storm to the door.

"Where are you going?" Karma huffs, feeling slightly relieved to seeing Jungkook behave like this once again with him.

He doesn't look scared...

He's still in there.

Jungkook turns around, pulling out his gun and removing the safety, "I'm going to fucking kill him," and walks out.

NOO! KARMA DO SOMETHING! HE CAN'T KILL HIM- YOU KNOW WHAT I'M COMING!

Karma is suddenly yanked to the inner world as Taehyung takes places, instantly sitting up with tears pooling his eyes and a pounding burn of a headache, "Jimin, I have to get to Jimin."

Lucas instantly notices the different tone in his voice and panics, placing a hand on his other shoulder while Seokjin runs after Jungkook and calls security to stop him.

That's when the gun shots began to fire.

And Karma was a panicking mess.

Taehyung snaps his head to the noise, shaking anxiously, "P-Please let me find Jimin. P-Please Lucas. I can handle it-"

However the medic already took his gun out, "I'm sorry Tae, you have to let us handle it. You can't hear this," And he pulls the trigger near his face, forcing Karma to come back out.

A sharp gasps forced past Karma's lips, hearing the war of guns happening around his mansion, "L-Lucas..... Follow Jungkook, make sure Jimin doesn't end up dead. If Jungkook just as much as raises his gun at him, knock him out with chloroform. Tae would be so devastated if something happens to either of them."

Thank you.

Lucas instantly nods at his leader runs out the door to follow the psychopathic ravenette, who already lost himself.

Jungkook's mind is fumbling to a great wave of angry and hysterical thoughts all at once. Even as he pulls the trigger to shoot any guard coming at his way, He didn't feel anything. On contraire, he felt so alive.

Yet.... With every shot..... Came the process.

The process of everything that's happening fall heavily on his shoulders.

Yeosang is dead....

Yoongi is dead....

Woosung is dead......

Jimin is missing....

They're gone.....

They're all gone.

Why is he with Karma?

Is it because he reminds him of Woosung? But Woosung would never hit him.

No Woosung is dead. He won't make him weak any longer!

An angry screech escapes his lips when he ran out of bullets and pulls out his knife instead, lunging at one of the guards as he viciously stabs his chest like a damn animal.

Maybe an animal he did become while being here.....

An animal that finally escaped his cage.

Just like his dear son gained of influence from.

"JUNGKOOK STOP!"

A hand on his arm snaps him from his furry, making him whirl around with the knife tight in hand. Seokjin stumbles back, clutching to his chest to the slash that sliced his through his skin. Not too deep enough to be fatal, but enough to ooze blood from it.

Jungkook didn't even spare him a look, only grabs the keys to a motorbike from the coffee table with his bloody hands and dashed out the door without a second thought.

Meanwhile Seokjin leans against the wall, breathing heavily as he clutches tight to the wound on his chest, hearing the faint footsteps of feet rushing down the stairs. He cranes his head to see Lucas looking around the dead bodies of the mass killing spree from the angry ravenette caused before letting his eyes fall to Seokjin, his lips gapped.

"I'm okay," Seokjin shutters when the tall male rushes towards him, seeing the blood escape his wound, "G-Go after him, he's unstable."

"Like hell I'm leaving you like th-"

Seokjin grabs his wrist from his hand that's on his chest, making the man meet his stern gaze.

"I said go. We can't let Karma and Tae down, go now!"

Lucas bites his bottom lip anxiously before rushing off to the kitchen, coming back with a rag and places it over his wound, "Keep it pressured okay. It doesn't seem so severe so if you just follow the steps-"

Seokjin grabs the back of his neck, collapsing their lips together. Lucas instantly shuts up, kissing his lover back before Seokjin pulls away, letting out a breathless sigh, "I get it, okay? I know how to do it. Now go please."

Lucas sighs heavily and gives him another peck on the lips before going after Jungkook.

Who's long gone on his bike now as he follows the coordinations to Jimin's whereabouts that he managed to locate.

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A/N:
And this became the debut of Seokas as well!

This story really was the debut of a lot of characters and ships to my other stories :')

I PURPLE YOU! <333