Taehyung was walking back from the grocery store with a bag of ramen noodles in his hand. Through the years of living alone most of the time- with his mom gone and sister in college- Taehyung had learnt to cook. Sometimes when he's feeling like a chef he cooks finger licking meals but sometimes, when he's tired or too lazy, he prefers ramen. When Taehyung came back home after spending time with his boyfriend he didn't feel like cooking dinner, deciding to eat ramen he went to the kitchen to prepare the noodles, only to realise that he has ran out of ramen noodles. With an irritated sigh he left his house at 10pm to buy instant noodles. He hesitated a bit, but it's not like he could ask his dad to bring him take out.

He walked quietly on the lonely street, not quite enjoying the night breeze as he had imagined he would. There was an unsettling feeling in his stomach. As if someone's been following him. Taehyung turned around twice or thrice to check but there was no one behind. Yet he increased his pace, walking faster while trying to remain calm. Taehyung paused the music streaming into his ears through his earphones, focusing on his hearing. His eyes widened momentarily, he could hear soft tapping, someone was indeed following him. He walked faster, not taking out his earphones as he didn't want to alert whoever was following him.

Taehyung took a turn thinking that it was a shortcut but halfway down the narrow street he realised he took a wrong turn. He then panicked, turning around so suddenly that he actually saw the black figure behind him. Once the stranger noticed that Taehyung had seen him he started running towards Taehyung, who gasped and started running away from the approaching stranger.

Taehyung screamed when he felt a hand grab the back of his hoodie and pull. He struggled against the tight grip trying to elbow the person.

"Get off me!" Taehyung screamed.

"Why would I? You're such a cute doll."

Taehyung gagged at his words throwing his arms and legs in every direction. Fortunately his elbow hit the stranger's stomach and loosened his grip enough for Taehyung to wiggle out of it. He ran again not caring about his ramen that he dropped. The stranger grabbed his shoulder, turning him around with full force. Taehyung stumbled but was quick to kick him and run again. He took another turn to get out of the street but instead crashed into someone falling down on his butt.

"Taehyung?"

The said boy looked at the owner of the voice with wide terrified eyes that soon filled with relief.

"Officer Yoongi.. oh thank god!"

Yoongi crouched down to help Taehyung stand up. The stranger ran towards them stopping abruptly when he saw his prey with another man.

"Dude I saw him first. He's mine. Go find someone else for yourself." The stranger whined walking towards the two to take Taehyung's hand.

"The fuck did you just say?" Yoongi growled in a low voice.

"You deaf or-"

The stranger couldn't complete his sentence because Yoongi had jumped up punching him straight on his nose. Taehyung swore he heard the bone breaking. Yoongi threw punch after punch, kick after kick, yelling profanities at the disgusting human in front of him. Taehyung watched Yoongi hit the stranger until he was laying on the ground, half unconscious, blood all over his face.

"Officer Yoongi stop! Stop! Oh my god you're going to kill him!" Taehyung tried to pull Yoongi away from the stranger but Yoongi wasn't budging.

He kept a firm grip on the stranger's collar continuously punching him, pushing Taehyung away. Yoongi was raging. He absolutely despised men like this stranger. Hawks searching for innocent preys to ravish on at night. People like him who hunt the pure souls in the quiet of the dark, taking what does not belong to them by force. Finding amusement in screams of terror. He hated it. He couldn't stand it. All he wanted to do was kill the man under him and he was going to succeed seeing as the man could barely breathe at this moment.

"Fucking swine!! Even hell wouldn't want people like you there!!" Yoongi screamed at the stranger's face.

"Hyung stop!" Taehyung yelled. Yoongi halted breathing heavily. His knuckles covered in the stranger's blood.

Taehyung grabbed Yoongi's forearm and hauled him up. It was only possible because Yoongi allowed it. He allowed Taehyung to pull him away from the stranger even though he desired to kill him. He dragged Yoongi towards a silent park trying to make him sit on a bench. But it's as if Yoongi snapped out of his trance at that moment and pushed Taehyung away. Yoongi's eyes held anger as he stared at the terrified boy.

"Why the fuck do you have to take the alleyways when you know they aren't safe?!" He shouted throwing his arms out in the air.

"Do you have any fucking idea what he would've done?! Huh?! Do you realise what you walk yourself into! All the damn time you decide to enter an alley!"

"I'm so-"

"You have roads Taehyung! Wide crowded roads safer than those narrow streets! Yet you behave so stupidly!"

"Hyung I-"

"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up! It's not thrilling Taehyung! Walking in those alleyways is not adventurous! Get that in your brain straight!" Yoongi heaved.

"It's not funny to willingly walk into danger! To let a perverted bastard rape you and throw you in the sewage drain after he's done with you! IT'S NOT FUCKING FUNNY! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!"

Taehyung flinched at every word Yoongi yelled taking a few steps back from the angry officer. He had a valid point though. It was stupid of Taehyung to even think about leaving his house at this late hour. He could've ended up exactly where Yoongi was talking about if it hadn't been for the officer himself. Yoongi breathed deeply, his anger subsiding when he noticed the tears in Taehyung's eyes. He hit the palm of his hand on his forehead turning away from the sniffling boy, pulling the roots of his hair. He blew air out of mouth calming himself down before turning towards Taehyung again.

"Look, I didn't mean to yell like that but you have to understand how dangerous it was for you back there." Yoongi said in a much calmer tone.

"I understand." Taehyung nodded his head frantically.

"I'm sorry for yelling..."

"No no. It's okay. I deserve it. It's my fault anyway and.. yeah. T-thank you for helping me. Again."

Yoongi studied Taehyung's posture. He was shaking, hands curled on his chest, breathing uneven and eyes filled with unshed tears. He sighed and pulled Taehyung into a hug, rubbing his back to calm his nerves. Taehyung didn't have it in him to fight against Yoongi so he let him comfort him. He needed it anyway.

Taehyung circled his arms around Yoongi's waist, fisting his bomber jacket and burying his face into Yoongi's chest. He sniffled letting a few tears fall. His mind was finally processing the situation and it honestly scared him more now than it did a few minutes ago. He held onto Yoongi tighter and sobbed, hiccuping when the realisation hit him.

"Shh.. it's okay.. it's okay..." Yoongi's fingers threaded through Taehyung's hair. The massaging being an attempt to relax the boy.

After a while of rubbing Taehyung's back and whispering sweet nothings into his ear, Taehyung finally seemed to relax and pull away from Yoongi wiping his tears off his cheeks. They sat down on the bench, Yoongi trying to help Taehyung breathe normally.

"Stop walking into these alleys Taehyung. They are not safe, may it be day or night."

"Yes. I'm sorry hyung. I should've known better.."

"It's okay, it wasn't your fault." Yoongi then grit his teeth. "It was that asshole's fault."

Taehyung was curious. He knew that there was a reason behind such anger. And he  wanted to know Yoongi's reason.

"Hyung, if you don't mind me asking, why are you so angry? You almost killed that man you know."

Yoongi sighed, looking away from Taehyung.

"And I should have killed him." He said, lacing his fingers placing his elbows on his knees, leaning forward.

"I had a friend, very close to my heart. A year ago she passed away. Because of one such bastard."

Taehyung gasped.

"We were friends since middle school. Kihyun, me and Jimin. She was the only one who could scold me or tolerate me aside from Kihyun." Yoongi chuckled. "She was the life of our little group. Always cheerful as hell and ready to fight people no matter their size. I developed a crush on her as the years passed, started liking her more than a friend but realised it very late. And when I did, I started behaving oddly, trying to distance her from me for some goddamn reason."

Yoongi licked his bottom lip, Taehyung staring at him sympathetically but Yoongi refused to look at him.

"I have a bad habit Taehyung, I want others to approach me. Even though I'm dying to get their attention. I want them to come to me first." He paused taking in a shaky breath.

"You don't have to tell me hyung..." Taehyung whispered placing a hand on Yoongi's knee.

"We argued that night and she said she's going to come where I am to knock some sense into me. I was a probationary officer back then, had night shifts most of the time. I didn't stop her Taehyung... I let her walk alone at night because I wanted her to come to me... But she never came.."

Taehyung had a new set of tears in his eyes. Not only for Yoongi but for the poor girl as well.

"There was call later that night. Someone found a d-dead body.. on a sidewalk.. when I reached there.."

Yoongi gulped.

"J-jimin.. s-she was-" Yoongi couldn't help it anymore. He dropped his head and let a tear escape.

"Oh my god.." Taehyung covered his mouth as he silently cried for the girl.

Yoongi sniffled, then cleared his throat, collecting himself before he started talking again.

"She had been attacked by a group of drunk bastards. We caught them a few days later. Their car was seen in one of the street cameras when they threw jimin out of it. Those bastards didn't even bother to clothed her." Yoongi gritted his teeth, screwing his eyes shut.

"I'm so sorry..." Taehyung whispered clinging onto Yoongi's shoulder to comfort him but crying as well. Yoongi remained silent, letting Taehyung comfort him as his mind flooded with the images of his once beloved best friend.

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