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Beep...beep...beep...beep...

Fingers stirred slightly, toes move under the white cotton sheet, chest heaving up and down a bit too quickly for a normal heart rate, eyeballs moving left to right as sweat forming on the unconscious male's pale forehead.

The heart monitor beeped loudly, it's getting quicker by passing minutes as a trail of sweat trickle down the older male's temple.

Hands kept shaking, trying, preparing it hard to move as it feels all numb, his body felt all numb as a nightmare run through the coma patient's unconscious mind.

Everything-Everything running back to his mind of that day from where it was his last day to see the earth with his own eyes and breathes in the fresh air of nature.

The day everything was snatched from the once loving happy family.

The day's happening played in the mind of Kim Seokjin who was laid on the hospital mattress, his body stirring occasionally, heart rate worsening to high speed. His mouth opening just a slit of it and loud breaths coming out of it.

The starting off day of the nightmare played in his mind like a movie where Taehyung came running to jump on his back when he was making breakfast to the usual bickering of the father and the youngest adorable son to their movie marathon where he noticed his father's unusual stiffness and decided to talk out with him.

Everything played vividly under his closed eyes when he coaxes his father to tell him about his stressed-up mind.

"Jin...I am scared"

"Why appa? What's wrong?" Seokjin asked, sitting beside his father on the bed in his room, talking in a low voice so their little one outside couldn't hear it.

Mr. Kim sighed loudly and shakes his head, rubbing his face aggressively as he dug his nook of arms in his thighs.

"I did a terrible mistake, Jin-ah...I-I don't know how to fix it now..." His father shakily breathes as he covers his face. "I am so ashamed of myself"

Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows, worry taking over his features as he saw his father on the verge of crying and quickly sit closer to rubs his back soothingly.

"You're scaring me, appa...what happened? Please tell me, I am here to help you..." The older said comfortingly.

The older male uncovered his face and looks up to his eldest son and that's where Seokjin notices the tears brimming in his father's eyes and it worried him greatly.

"Appa" he called out sadly.

"I am sorry, Jin-ah...I am so sorry... I failed...I failed as an f-father" The tears slowly roll down the father's cheeks as he looks down and shakes his head in shame.

"I broke your mother's promise...I disappointed her...she must be so upset with me right now" A broken sob leaving the older's mouth who was crushed.

Seokjin had a deep frown, the fear slowly creeping into his heart and concern evident in his face at seeing the state of his father who looked ao broken and shattered to beyond repair.

"Appa...shh please, control yourself" he consoles him, side hugging the softly crying male who looked depressed. "I am here... whatever happens, I and Taebear will always be there for you, appa... we're here. You're not alone"

"I-I wish I realized that way before then this wouldn't have happened..." The father chocked out, he was so scared and worried not for himself but his two precious sons.

"Appa please, tell me what happened?"

Mr. Kim sighed loudly, sniffling as he wipes his tears, gathering the courage to tell his son of what deeds he had done after their mother's death.

"Seokjin...I know you will be a-ashamed of me too after this and will be very mad at me- but please I-I beg you... never tell this to Taehyung ever ...never tell him what his father h-had done...his hate will kill me from inside, Jin-ah..." Mr. Kim pleaded, tears cascading down to his chin as he muttered desperately.

Seokjin nodded and rubbed his father's shoulders in comfort, getting uneasy to hear what made his father gets this frightened and torn.

Mr. Kim breathed and started. "After your mother's death, I had nothing left in my life... everything-everything felt so dull and undesirable. You know how she was my everything...losing her was like my life has been sucked out of my body..."

"I know I had two beloved sons who will be there for me...but losing my hard wall that I was leaning on whenever things get hard to even stand properly...I fell down to the floor after that support wall slips from behind me"

"Your mother was my everything, Jin....she was there in every situation of my life, I loved her crazily, and losing her made me lost into this world...I felt alone...I was nothing without her..." Mr. Kim cried, shoulder shaking as he muttered in his shaky tone.

Seokjin leaned his head to his father's shaking shoulder as he also teared up at the mention of his loving mother, she wasn't only the support system of his father but the root of their small family.

She was everyone's favorite.

"After her death...I lost myself...I know I was neglecting you both a lot in these years... not giving enough attention and spending less time with you both and I also know you feel this especially Taehyung ....feels my distance yet you both didn't even once complain about it..." Seokjin tightens his arms around his father for comfort.

"I am so guilty for it, Jin...so ashamed about this behavior of me which surely have made you both saddened. I am s-so sorry" he cried.

"We knew you were going through a hard time...we understand your situation, appa...you don't need to apologize for it" Seokjin mutters in his shoulder and looks to smile comfortingly at him.

"I wish I had understood my both son's situation too then maybe...maybe I hadn't go through the path which is the worst thing I had ever done in my most helpless state" his voice hold so much guilt and regret, sorrow and agony was written all over his tear-stained face.

"Appa..." He called confusingly, getting anxious.

"The reason of me not coming to the house for days and spending less time with you both is because...because..." his father trailed, hesitating, shame, guilt entering in his body as he stuttered to reveal his wrongdoings. He's even ashamed to admit it.

"I was ashamed of you both seeing me in a state where-where I didn't even recognize myself."

"Where I s-started doing...doing d-drugs...I...I became an alcoholic...the worst mistake is when I start hanging out with wrong peoples..." His father wailed loudly and tugs on his hairs harshly, like even thinking about it making him angry at himself.

"I was so...so sad and alone that when I got a taste of these things that I-I never once touched in my life before your mother's death that I got addicted to it..." His voice was low, hushed...breathy and a look of remorse and regret itched to his face.

"And in these states of addiction I...I met the even worst people...the powerful and hungry for money persons who manage to convince me to do the same .." Mr. Kim hesitates, afraid, ashamed when he muttered the next sentence.

"I...I unknowingly...got involved with... with mafia gangs..." Seokjin gasps loudly and covers his mouth, eyes widening in shock and disbelief as he hears his father utter his worst mistake of life.

Mr. Kim buried his face in his palms and cried in his hands, trying to muffle it as much as he can as he felt his son's warmth fading away from his body.

Seokjin stands up in shock and looks down at his father. "A-Appa?"

"I am sorry...." The father only cried pathetically.

"They-They offered me ...to work with them and I-I stupidly agreed...I-I didn't know what came to me ..what the fuck I was thinking when I-when I start delivering d-drugs for them...when I start doing the i-illegal works...I.." he wanted to yell in frustration, he was so mad, so guilty and depressed.

"When I realized what I was doing and wanted to c-correct my mistakes it was already too late...they d-didn't let me get away with this easily...I-I can't get out of this even when I desperately want to now..." His lower lip quivering, eyes shedding uncontrollable tears as he hiccups in between.

"They are threatening me now...I t-told them I don't want to continue anymore but they a-aren't letting me go now when I already know a lot about their illegal works and the w-worst thing is...the people I thought belongs to some small gang they come out to work for one of the biggest mafias and the leader of it was..was happy with me and he knew about me..."

"He's the one who's threatening to..to k-kill me if I...I didn't come back to him..." Mr. Kim's head was down towards the floor, too shameful to even look into his son's eyes.

"I am so a-ashamed, Seokjin-ah...I don't know how to get rid of this now...I-I did the worst thing...I am so sorry...so s-sorry..." Seokjin closes his eyes as a trail of tears slips from his cheeks to his chin.

He was so-so disappointed.

"Why appa...why? You could've come to us when you felt like this...why did you choose to go through something which is a risk to your life as well as mine and Taebear's too" His father had no answer to the disappointments of his son.

"What will you do now?! How will we come out of this mess, appa..." Seokjin asked, voice edgy and filled with anger but he tried his best to calm himself as to not alert Taehyung sitting just outside in the living room.

"I-I don't know..." His father looks down to the floor, head filled with worry and deep fear.

"I don't know what to do..."

Seokjin frowns and shakes his head, his heart filled with anxiety and sheer fear as he thought about his baby brother.

"How-How appa...how can you do this! Didn't you once thought about us! Our safety! Amma would be so disappointed!"

"How can we break her promise! How will we protective our Taebear from this mess, appa! He's so innocent, so naive, so vulnerable. He's our everything. How can I save him from this..." Seokjin starts stressing, his face had a deep frown of worry.

"Those people could do anything if they belong to a big mafia! What will we do now!" Seokjin was so worried, was so afraid of something bad happening to Taehyung.

His all priority was Taehyung's safety and nothing else, the deep worry and trusts he saw in his dying mother's eyes when she was pleading for them to protect her angel at all cost as she always was always so worried about Taehyung, he can't break her trust and the promise he gave as an older brother that he will not let anything happen to their small precious angel.

The tear slowly slides down the side of Seokjin's face from his closed eyes which were anxiously moving back and forth.

His mouth which was slightly open from the heavy breathes that was puffing out of it, slowly a trail of saliva gathered in the corner of his mouth and sliding to the side of his cheek.

The monitor was still beeping loudly, his hands fusing repeatedly and forehead wrinkling, slowly very slowly, his eyelashes moved like finally a little courage, a bit of bravery burn in him to open his eyes.

They were still close but he was trying his all in his fear-filled anxious state.

His legs moved, screams rings in his ears, the heartbreaking cries of his baby brother, his angel, his Taebear who was begging him to embrace him in his protective warmth because he was so scared to be alone for the first outside the world alone without his hyungie having his back.

Seokjin's head move, his throat clogging up as more tears slides from his closed eyes and wetting the pillow under his head, his body has no control over him as drool dripping from his mouth.

"Ah.." a small, very incoherent word left the older's mouth after three years.

His chest heavening so highly, the heart monitor blaring inside the room alerting the nurse outside who was just coming to check on the patient.

The nurse hurriedly came inside the room and walks towards Seokjin's moving figure, she saw his eyeballs moving, his hands shaking like he was trying to move the numb limbs, causing the nurse who was there from the start to smile.

She happily presses the emergency buttons, getting happier as she hears the small voice leaving the patient's throat as he trying to talk with his eyes still close.

"Appaaa!" Seokjin yelled, running down the stairs as he saw the older male pulling the trigger and shooting it at his father's leg making the older cry out in agony.

Seokjin had the phone in his hands, he was going to call the cops before he heard the gunshot, in his panic state he run down leaving everything as he wasn't able to think straight and getting help first left his mind the moment his father's scream echoed in his ears.

"Ohhh...what do we have here" the evil leader whistle as he saw Seokjin coming to his father and covering his blood-stained leg with his palm to stop the blood to leak out of his wound.

Mr. Kim's eyes widen as fear enveloped his whole being. "Jin! Why did you come! Go run! GO AWAY!" The older yell anxiously, fearing his son's safety as he pushed him harshly from him, urging him to run away when he still has time.

"No, appa! I can't leave you here alone!" Seokjin denied, shaking his head.

"No, Jin go! Please go! I beg you! please go Jin...just go! I will be fine" he whispers cried, tears rolling down his cheek as he saw everyone looking at his son with their disgusting eyes filled with evil intentions.

"But app-"

"I SAID GO JIN! WHY AREN'T YOU UNDERSTANDING, DAMN IT! RUN! JUST GO RUN AWAY! DON'T COME BACK! JUST GO!"

"What happened!" The doctor hurriedly comes inside the room, the nurse smiled as she faces the male who comes beside her to see the situation.

"He's responding, doctor. He's trying to talk..." The doctor quickly checks his pulse, seeing it going berserk, he frowns.

"He's again going through an attack but this one is far high from previous ones!" The doctor's voice was urgent as he looks at the nurse beside him.

"Call for more nurses! I need them to help me with rubbing his hands and legs, go quick!" The nurse nodded and rushed outside.

"Come on, Seokjin! Come on!" The doctor murmured, rubbing his shaky sweaty palms where his fingers were moving slightly.

"You can do this! Just breathe and try to open your eyes! Come on, Seokjin!" The doctor kept checking his pulse, his eyes moving from his face to the heart monitor which was beeping repeatedly from his heavy breathes.

"For Taehyung! Come on!" The doctor was too close with Kim's brothers in these three years of Seokjin being his patient that he was getting happy seeing his mouth opening and little sounds coming from it.

Nurses rushed inside the room and everyone gets to their work just as the doctor instructed them.

"Prepare the injection! His heartbeats are too fast to be normal! It can be dangerous." The doctor fears for Seokjin's life if his situation didn't cease even a bit.

"Three minutes! Only three minutes if he didn't open his eyes then we have to give the injection to him before we lose him!" the doctor aggressively rubbed his palm.

Seokjin face was so sweaty the nurses kept wiping his face, the sheets were already taken away from his body as three nurses work around him making sure to not tower above him to make him suffocated.

"No..." Seokjin head moves, his body trembles badly, voices keep coming out of his mouth as nightmare still running through his mind, every second of the night was running like a movie in his head.

"Come on, Seokjin! Try it! Come on! Try to open your eyes! You can do this! For Taehyung! Open your eyes!"

"What a beauty you were hiding! I didn't know you had such a beautiful son" The mafia leader rubbed his fingers over Seokjin tear-stained cheeks.

"Don't touch my son! Get away from him!" Mr. Kim yelled, Seokjin tried to free himself from two men holding his arms tightly. He kept resisting in their firm hold.

"Why wouldn't I, hm? You should present him to my poor members who are really in need of some stress reliever" the mafia laughs loudly, seeing his members lingering eyes on the beauty.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" Mr. Kim burst, trying to stand up from his injured leg, and looks at his son desperately.

"Leave me!" Seokjin kept moving, trying to free himself from their iron grip as fear and disgust filling him from the way the old man was touching him and all the members were watching him with their hungry eyes.

The old mafia leader laughs at his state as he mocked the crying fear-filled father who moved to walk towards Seokjin.

"Let him go!" He yelled at the males who were holding Seokjin In their grip. "I said let my son go, you bastard!"

"We will let him go, don't worry. Let them have some fun first" The mafia leader turn to his members and smirked evilly as he gestures them.

"Go on boys! Do whatever you want but make it quick. We don't have all night." The other members cheer in victory and Seokjin lost all the color from his face as he stood there shocked and frozen.

Tears of fear and horror left his eyes as he was dragged towards the room. "N-No! No! Appa! Appa! Save me! H-Help! Help me! Appaaaaaaa! No, leave me! Let me go! Nooo! Stop!"

Seokjin wailed, cries, resist, he even punched and kicks a few of them but he was against seven of them and his screams of help were the only thing that is heard.

"No! Let my son go!" Mr. Kim screams as he was now held down by two of the members who were laughing at him.

"Boss, boss! I beg you! I beg you! Let my son go! Don't do this to him! I BEG YOU LET HIM GO PLEASE! SAVE HIM! Stop them please stop them!" Mr. Kim cried, crawling towards the heartless leader with his blood staining the floor who only smirked at his misery.

"I will come back to you! I will again work for you but don't do this to my son! Let him go! I beg you, please! Let him go! Do whatever you want with me but please not him! He has nothing to do with this! Pleaseeeee do-"

Bang!

The leader sighs pricked as he looks down at the dead figure. He just shot a bullet to Mr. Kim's forehead cutting him off from his desperate pleading.

His body thumped back on the floor with wide-open eyes and blood seeping out of the hole just in the center of his forehead.

"He was getting too annoyed with that pathetic crying of his!" The leader shakes his head and smirks and then looks at his members. "You guys have fun"

"NOOOO!"

"Mr. Seokjin! Can you hear me!" The doctor yelled and that's where it finally happened, the moment Everyone's waiting for impatiently even the male himself, the time has finally come because...

Seokjin finally manages to open his eyes.

His eyes shot open, filled with horror and deep terror, loud breathe sticking to his throat, body shaking so badly that the bed starts shaking from his aggressive movements.

"Appa! Apppaaaa! No! No! Don't touch me! Let me go! I said let me go! Noooooo! Stop! Stop it!" Seokjin cowers away, eyes stuck to people surrounding him as he looks at him with sheer fear in his orbs, tears leaving like a waterfall from his eyes while the heart beats so high a rate that it seems like it will stop any moment.

"Calm down, Mr. Seokjin. I am your doctor. We're here to help you" the doctor said making his voice calmer to soothe the traumatic male.

"Noooo! GO AWAY! Go away! Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Seokjin screamed out, covering his ears with his hands and trying to move back as much as he can from his numb body, he felt his body paralyzed as it was so hard to move his limbs to run away from the suffocating feelings of everyone in the room.

"Back away everyone! Give him space!" The doctor ordered and all the nurses back away instantly.

His heartbeats were fast, sweat running down his face along with his tears that's kept streaming down his cheeks as he screams in terror.

Hands felt on his body, many hands, evil touches of laughter of numerous people ringing in his ears, pain, his own screams of agony, the way they scratch and bites his skin, crawling deep fear and disgust filling his whole soul.

He felt naked, bare, and exposed. Seokjin tried to move his arms to cover his naked body even though he was wearing a hospital gown but his mind was on the day of the nightmare, he couldn't able to move his body parts.

He felt like his whole body paralyzed.

"I said go away!!!! Don't touch me! Stop it! It's h-hurting! S-stop! It h-hurts... don't! Don't d-do t-this!" Seokjin starts hyperventilating, his eyes blown wide and his breathe sticking to his throat, his chest heaving up and down as his mouth was open agape but he wasn't able to breathe in his panic state.

"Give me the injection, hurry up!" The doctor steps forward causing Seokjin to flinched back at seeing him closer to him, in the traumatic space he's seeing everyone as a threat to him.

The nurse handed the injection to the doctor who immediately pushes the syringe in his shaking arm making it a bit hard as the older was kept screaming and trying to push him away but he manages to insert the liquid in his veins to make him unconscious temporarily so he won't die out of an attack.

Seokjin's body instantly going limp, he fell back on the bed with his eyes unfocus and breathing coming to its normal pace by passing minutes, the heart monitor stop blaring in alarm and now beeping at a normal rate, he slowly calmed down, his eyes closing shut lazily yet the tears were leaving his eyes like a broken dam and wetting the already soaked pillow and hospital sheets beneath him.

His fingers faintly moving a bit along with his toes but his mind slowly shuts down with a single plead leaving his throat.

"Tae...Taebear....where is...my...a-angel...Tae..."

Even in his traumatic space, all Seokjin cared about was his baby brother's whereabouts, all he knows that he wants to see his baby bear, his angel to assure himself that he's alright and safe when he was not there for him.

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Tik...Tik...Tik...Tik...Tik...

In the silence of the room, the ticking of the clock was as loud as close to shouting that rings in the ear of the tired, exhausted soul, the small lamp light twinkling softly in the pitch dark room as the male where nothing is sounding just the silence of his soul even though his heart was screaming in agony.

Silence...Something so loud
Something so defining.

Silence...It can drive you mad
It can bring you peace
But never happiness.

Silence...It screams in your ears
Never to be heard by the sane
Only to sing to the mad.

Silence...I hear the silence in my mind. It calls to me...
Oh so calmly, it calls

Silence...A beautiful nightmare
A demon's joyful escape
My one true love

Silence...

The mafia leader smirked, his eyes empty and blank, so sore and swollen, cheeks smeared with tear-stained, lips chapped and bitten, face pale and lost all the colors from it as the blood drained out of his body.

"I'm sitting in this empty room...
All I can hear is screaming souls...
Souls of madness... but not like me...
I can see their innocence..."

Jeon throws his head back, he was sitting on the floor, back rested on the bedside, one leg perched up while the other is laid lazily flat on the floor.

"But a monster like me...
That no one can see...
And what I have become,
What I have done to some

Someone like me...
That no one can see
A psychopath in the dark..."

A particular red file placed neatly beside where Jungkook is sitting on the floor, untouched, unopen yet the yelling could be heard if the other male looked at it for a brief second inside his mind.

"My mind is full of darkness...
But my eyes are full of sparkles...
Hoping that these walls will fall apart...So that my killing can start."

A small laugh left the broken male's lips as he closes his burning eyes shut tight, a groan of pain leaving his sore mouth as he placed his hand on his chest, the place was painfully numb.

Jeon look to his side, the file which he picked up the second he entered in his mansion, and locked himself inside his room on the very top floor where no one is allowed to even enter the hallway.

His trembling hands reach for the file and grabs it, it was always so hard for him to open and see the gruesome past of his which made him shuddered, angered, and fuming in burning of revenge for the injustice that happened to him.

To the sin, he was forced to do which the mafia would never forgive himself for.

He hesitantly opened the file, everything around him was so silent it's creeping him from inside, like what had inside the file will come back in front of his eyes and churn him down with the burden of it.

The very first thing he saw was the cut piece of newspaper and the pictures that were print on it.

A heartbreaking sob left his mouth as his eyes lands on the unrecognizable picture attached to the news, Jeon throws his head back and cried loudly.

"I-I am sorry... I am so...so sorry...I h-hate myself...I will never-never forgive you BASTARD!!" Jungkook throws the vase which was on the nightstand against the wall harshly in utter anger and desperation.

"You took her away from me....you took my life...my family, away from me...I will never forgive you!" The mafia tugs the file close to his chest and ducked his head down, crying loudly, his shoulders shaking along with his whole core.

"Jungoo...Jungoo? Where is my heart?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Jungkook covers his ears, tears repeatedly streaming down his face, hiccups, loud sobs, wails of an innocent heart which had faced many agonies now going through yet another pain which was opening up the past wounds which are still fresh and vivid, itched in the mind like scars to the moon.

A picture slips from the file when it lands on the floor beside Jungkook when he was shouting in pain, trying to stop these haunting, gut-wrenching memories that never left his mind even after many years.

Jeon breathes loudly, hastily as his vision lands on the picture, his bottom lips quivers at seeing the one who was smiling in the picture.

Jungkook pushed his legs close to his chest and wrap his arms around it, resting his cheek there as he innocently stares at the picture with gleaming eyes and a vulnerable look.

His solace.

His everything.

"I miss you..." A small murmured yet heartbreaking revelation came to the view.

"...I miss you so much, Maa..."

His mother.

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"Jeon is in the mansion" Samin informed, a frown on his face as he glances at his lover sitting beside him, leaning onto his shoulder while holding onto his arm, practically attached to his side.

"Thank god! I am coming" Yoongi sighs in a big exhale of relief.

"Boss!" Samin called, looking beside Hoseok who nodded his head in encouragement towards him.

"What?"

"Um... Jeon wasn't looking good" Samin started, a worried look on his face.

"What do you mean?" Yoongi asked heart starts racing as he furrowed his eyebrows in utter concern towards his friend.

"I mean his condition was not good...he looked worse...his face I mean he just looked.. shattered? I don't know what but I have never seen him like this ever" Yoongi rubbed his face and sighs loudly, he shakes his head.

Jungkook must have talked to Taehyung already. Jimin had called him to tell him how Taehyung left the house urgently and he knew he went to meet Jungkook.

Yoongi was just waiting for the call from anywhere so he can know about Jungkook location and can go to him and reassure the other.

It's good that they both had talked and it seems like it doesn't go so well.

"I-I am coming. Just make sure he doesn't go anywhere even if he tries to don't let him, Understand?" He instructed.

"Is everything okay, boss? Maybe I can help?" Samin offered, he was desperate to help Jeon in any way because seeing his state today had worried him and he wanted to make sure his leader is fine, the latter had done so much for him, he wanted to help him too.

"No, don't worry, Sam. I will handle him. Just make sure he doesn't go anywhere"

"Ok"

Sam nodded and cuts the call, he sighs loudly and looks down to his lap. "What happened? What did he say?" Hoseok asks, looking at his boyfriend.

"He's coming" Hoseok hummed and nodded.

"I am worried, baby" Samin reveals as he grabs the Younger's hands and caressed it with a distressed frown itched to his forehead.

"I don't know but I feel like something is not right. Jeon is not right and it's worrying me. I have never seen him this lost ever in these years of working with him" Hoseok sighs and rubs his arms soothingly.

"Don't worry, Sami. Boss is arriving here, he will surely know what to do so everything will be fine" Hoseok said earning a nod from the latter.

"I hope so"

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He was a naive, innocent, vulnerable, and oblivious child.

Not knowing about any of the outside worlds as he was never allowed to go outside the house, not even once since he was born.

He never had any friends nor he ever gone on any vacation or even at the park just a few blocks away from his house, he was simply not allowed to go outside no matter how much he cried or whined for it.

His father never allowed him and his mother to go outside.

His only best friend and play partner was his mother, his loving beautiful mother he was so close to, he could never stay without her even for a second, he was that attached to her. She always showers him with her love and affection and always plays with him and sings him to sleep.

His father loves him too but sometimes he shouts at him if he does something wrong unconsciously, his mother always saved him from it but it causes her a scolding too which made Jungkook always sad and upset.

He always wondered how the outside world would be like to go and roam around. He was homeschooled, the professor comes every day to teach him needed lessons and words, never did he ever saw the beauty as well as the ugliness of the world.

He was away from it. Away from all the realities of the cruel world and into his own little world where everything is good and happy with his small family.

Him, his Maa, and Papa.

He loves both of his parents just like they do to him, he was always in the fantasy of the unrealistic world his little mind had made in his head thus why he never knew how ugly and cruel this world is.

Never knew how even inside the house he lives in was also a nightmare for someone, someone he was very close to.

"Jungoo? Where is my heart?"

A small giggle was muffled by the small palm covering the mouth as the nine-year-old boy was hiding behind the kitchen counter and peeking from there.

"Where is my Jungoo hidden, hm?" A beautiful graceful lady slowly murmured, voice so soft and gentle as she smiles, beaming at catching the bush of raven hairs poking from the side of the counter.

She quietly walks towards the kitchen and crouched down, crawling a bit and surprise the hidden young boy behind the counter.

"There you are, huh?!" The boy shrieked in laughter and backs away in shock seeing his mother caught him.

Jeon soyeon laughs with her adorable son and sits beside him opening his arms for the giggling boy who came crawling to him and attaches to his side.

"Mama's heart" she kisses the innocent boy's head lovingly.

The boy giggles softly and nuzzles into his mother's soothing warmth and looks up at her with glittering doe eyes.

"Maa? Why do you call me your heart? Why not something else like your son or eyes, nose, lips anything, why only heart?" The curious little boy asked with deep thoughts in his mind.

Soyeon laughs at the unusual questions of her son which wasn't surprising as the boy always ask the weird innocent question to clear up his curiosity that tip in his head.

"Because you're the beats of my heart, my baby. It is beating only because of your daily doses of giggles and warmth."

"Ah, don't call me baby, Maa! I am not an infant! I am a big boy!" The boy whined childishly.

Soyeon laughs and throws her head back at him. "But you're my baby! No matter how big you get you're always going to be the baby of someone who loves you sincerely and Mama just loves you so much!"

The boy giggles as he played with his mother's finger, humming in content as she stroke his hair lovingly.

The boy frown, sitting up straight, and suddenly looks down, fiddling with his little fingers.

Soyeon got confused at seeing her son's sudden odd behavior and grabs his hands. "Jungoo? What's wrong?"

"Maa? Are you sad? Is papa hurting you?"

Sniffles, hiccups, tears, sobs that's are the only common words to describe the condition of what Jungkook was in at the moment.

His slouched-up figure on the floor, curled up into a small ball against the bed, looking so weak and vulnerable that it will make anyone teared up if to see the world's ruthless mafia breaking into shreds-not for the first time.

His eyes sight blurry yet it was stuck to the picture which was still on the floor.

"Maa? Why were crying last night? Was papa hurting you? You were shouting too, I was scared" the little Jungoo whispered, tilting his small head to the side causing his healthy silky raven hairs to move to the side.

Soyeon's frown flattens as she swallowed harshly, Little Jungkook waits for his mother to answer his question while the latter was just out of words as she starts panicking, she diverted her eyes from her son and trying to think for an excuse.

"N-No Jungoo! Why would your papa h-hurt me, huh? He loves us so much" Soyeon laughs nervously.

"Then why were you screaming?" He asked, a confused pout on his face.

Soyeon breathes shakily as she tries to smile warmly at her son before she speaks.

"My silly heart, we were just...just p-playing." She excuses.

"Playing? Without me?" His pout deepens as he said in a whining tone.

Soyeon's eyes turn glossy as she squeezes his hand gently. "Y-Yes, your papa was t-tickling me so much that it starts hurting and-and I was crying...but he gave me k-kisses in apology so it's f-fine...he was just t-teasing me"

Jungkook widens his eyes. "He was again tickling you?" Soyeon nodded timidly.

"Papa is bad because tickle hurts Mama! I will scold him for it then he won't tickle you and you won't cry!" Jungkook said poutingly, determined to be angry at his father, and tells him to not tickle his mother as it hurts her and made her cry.

And Jungkook doesn't like when his Maa cry.

Suddenly Nine-year innocent Jungkook frowns cutely as he scoots closer and pushes his mother's scarf gently and pointed at the peeking marks staining her neck.

Soyeon widens her eyes and quickly covered the area. "Then what is this, Maa?" Jungkook asks, softly. A concerned worried look on his features as he looks at his mother.

She giggles to cover her sadness, her eyes shining a bit but she controls herself and cups his cheek.

"It's a burn mark, Jungoo. Maa was curling her hairs and you know how clumsy I am so I accidentally hurt myself" she said to her son gently with a small smile.

"You again burn yourself?" Jungkook was sad, his mother always hurt herself while doing something.

Or at least that's what his mother tells him.

"Y-Yes" she gulped down her guilt. Always felt so bad to lie to her only son but she can't tell him the truth behind the ugly scars not only on her neck-but all over her body.

"Next time I will curl Maa's hairs so you won't hurt yourself!" Jungkook pouted, eyes getting wide in sadness as he crawls into her lap and hugs her tightly for comfort.

Soyeon teared up as she gathers her innocent son into her arms and nuzzles into his hair, her baby always gets sad whenever he saw his mother sad and that thing always overwhelmed the older as her son is so attached to her.

"Aww, my heart. Don't be sad. Mama is fine" she whispered soothingly to the sniffling child who had his face buried into his neck.

"Maa is hurt. Maa is not fine" and even though Jungkook was nine years old he still was a little innocent child who talks in the third person if to be really sad.

He doesn't even look like a nine-year-old from how delicate and small his figure is, he looks like a five to six-year-old from his way of talking and his sheer Innocence and vulnerability.

He was never allowed to go outside to learn and be like normal kids live their lives, he was caged inside the house since he was born thus his lack of growth and way of talking never be like the kids of his age.

And that reality always saden the mother.

She sniffles silently and kisses his head lovingly. "It's not hurting, baby"

"I am not baby, mama!" Jungkook whined and looks up at her with a cranky look.

Soyeon chuckled and pinched his chubby cheeks. "Ok, my big boy"

Jungkook hummed in contentment and stands up, pushing the stool towards the fridge and carefully standing there, Soyeon places an alert eye at her son and look at confusingly at what he was doing inside the refrigerator.

He took out an ice bag and went towards his mother, carefully plopping down to her lap and placed the ice bag gently on her wounds.

Soyeon teared up again as a small tear even manage to slip from her eyes as she stares at her son concentrating on mending her wounds gently.

Which was surely not by the heat of straightener or curler.

"Yet at the end of the day, I hurt you, Maa..." Jungkook whispers, eyes holding deep sorrow and agony inside the glassiness of his Bambi black orbs.

"...with these same h-hands I used to mend your w-wounds..." Jungkook cried, looking at his hands which were trembling so badly, tears rolling down his face without a stop as the heavy burden inside his chest didn't dare to cease down.

He can see blood in his hands, dark red, and screams of hopelessness.

"You'll f-forgive me, right?... I d-didn't mean to ... I didn't want to, Maa...I am s-sorry ... Your Jungoo is s-s-sorry... C-Come back...please come back to m-me..." He covers his face with his hands and cried loudly in there as yet another memory of his mother going through the intense suffering and nightmare which he didn't even know about run through his mind.

"Who are you?" Little Jungkook frowns, folding his arms on his chest as he looks up at the lady who was wearing tiny clothes.

He has always seen his mother wearing pretty full clothes and very little makeup making her look so pretty in her natural look so seeing these females that always come to his house wearing tiny clothes and so much powder on their faces he always frowns in confusion.

He had never seen anyone outside the world other than his mother, his father, and his professor so he wasn't aware of these clothes existing thus why he always asks these innocent questions thinking they don't have enough money to buy full clothes.

"Miss, you don't have money? Should I give you Maa's clothes? It's ok, she won't mind. She's very nice." He offered them politely.

"What the fuck! Do you think I don't have money, you little shit! How dare you to insult me like this, huh?!" The lady shouts at him making the innocent Jungkook cower away and screams when she slapped him in the face.

"Do you know how expensive they are, huh?!" The lady shrieks at his face and pulls at his hairs making him cry out in pain.

"Maa!" Soyeon runs outside, widening her eyes as she sees someone hurting her child.

"Stop it! Get away from my son!" Soyeon pushed her away harshly making her stumble and she fell on the floor on her butt.

Jungkook cried as he clings to his mother and trembles in fear, his little body shivering hiccups leaving his mouth.

Just then a male figure entered the house and saw the scene, he fumes in anger and walks hastily towards his wife and separates her from Jungkook, and slapped her hard on the face.

"You whore! How dare you pushed my client, huh?! Do you have any sense!" Min Hoshin yells as he grabbed her neck and starts squeezing it, cutting off her path of breathing.

"No! Papa stop! Don't hurt Mama! Papa! Leave her!" Jungkook cried out, pushing his father away from her mother as much as he can but he was too weak to even move his build father an inch.

"Jungkook! Go to your room! Now!" Hoshin ordered sternly.

Jungkook shakes his head and tightly hugs his mother's legs. "No! Leave Maa! She didn't do anything! That miss hurt Jungoo! She hit me! Mama saved me!"

"Jungkook I said go to your room!" Jungkook flinched at the loud voice but he didn't listen and instead tightens his little arms around her mother protectively even though the innocent soul was terrified.

"J-Jungoo..go inside, b-baby" Soyeon voice out breathlessly, Hoshin still chocking her with a furious look on his face while the lady who was behind them kept smirking at the scene in front of her.

"Come with me, Maa ... J-Jungoo scared..." He requested weakly, looking up with the huge pout on his mouth as fat tears keep leaving from his round Bambi eyes.

"I don't have whole night, Hoshin. Continue this drama later, I have other clients waiting for me after your shift" The lady behind them said, irritatingly. Clicking her heels impatiently as she raised an eyebrow at him.

Min Hoshin breathes out to calm himself and let Soyeon, her wife go. "We will talk later" he whispers, harshly with gritted teeth then turn around with a smile as he grabs her hand.

"Sorry, Kyle. Let's just go to my room. I am so stressed" he said and took her upstairs, glaring at his wife and gestures at her something which Soyeon knew very well and left.

Jeon Soyeon took her son inside the bathroom, sliding down against the door as she cried causing Jungkook to get so worried and scared.

"Maa, Don't cry, Maa!" His little hands cup his mother's tear-stained cheeks as he sits down beside her crying mother on his knees.

"M-Maa, please d-don't cry! Jungoo doesn't like it!" Soyeon couldn't stop herself, she couldn't stop crying especially when the noises of moaning and screaming were heard inside the bathroom.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows as he hears the crying, tilting his head as he looks towards his mother. "Maa? Why is she crying? Is papa also playing with her as he does to you?"

Soyeon cried more at that, feeling her heart breaking into little pieces seeing her husband spending nights with other women numerous times a week that too with her and their son in the same house.

Yet she wasn't able to leave this place to save herself from this trauma as well as her precious son who's so innocent for this harsh world.

There's no one out there who she can get help from this man she married and had a child with who was caging them inside this house and never allowed them to go outside.

She had tried so many times to run away yet this is what was written on their fate.

Jungkook loved his father just as much as he loves her and Hoshin might be the worst husband and person he was somehow a bit of a good father as he also adores Jungkook and fulfills his every wish even though he never lets him go outside.

She can't take away the father figure from her son's life who needs both of their love and attention.

Jungkook pouts as he pushed her legs down and crawls into her lap, with his own fat tears rolling down his chubby cheeks.

"Maa, I hate them! I hate them! They always make Mama cry and Jungoo don't like it when you cry!" Jungkook exclaimed with anger and sadness at seeing his mother crying hysterically with lots of tears streaming down her cheeks, just because of those evil ladies.

"They hit Jungoo every time! They made Papa angry and he then hurt Mama! Then mama cry! They made papa shout at Jungoo! They are bad! They are no good ladies! I hate them, Maa! Jungoo hates them!" Jungkook cried as he clung to his mother's shaking frame, so traumatic and terrified of the screams coming from his parent's room where his father and that lady are doing office work.

He has to go through this traumatic experience multiple times a week and every time he yells one thing whenever sees his mother this broken.

He hates everyone who made his mother cry and hurts her.

He hates all those females who come to his house causing his precious mother to be this shattered.

His mother tells him they are working and he believes it even though he always gets confused about why they scream and cry along with weird noises every time a different lady comes into his house and works with his father but he stays silent because his mother cries every time those women's works with his father so he hates them.

They are the reason his parents fight, his father shouts at him and hits his mama and his Mother cries every time they come.

"Only If I knew what you were going through Maa then I would've taken you away from there, a-away from that hell, you were living just because of me ..." Jungkook looks at his mother picture in his hands and cried in desperation.

"You were facing all of that pain just because that bastard wasn't letting you have my custody...only if I wasn't so weak at that time and have fought to be with you then...then we wouldn't have gone through that night ..." His face was swollen and his eyes were so sore and stinging so badly he felt like crying blood instead of salty water.

"Then you wouldn't have left me... They wouldn't have taken you away from me, Maa...you must be alive today and with me ..." Jungkook places the picture close to his chest and cried loudly.

"Maa, wake up...wake up, Maa... don't leave me...please Maa don't leave Jungoo...." The little boy cried, holding onto his mother's hands tightly and pleading her with his weak broken voice.

The room was silent, walls white along with the bedsheets on which his mother was laid on the hospital bed, the heart monitor beeping so slow and weakly as his mother was taking her last few breathes.

"J-Jungoo...my-my h-heart..." Soyeon breathes heavily as she pushes the oxygen mask away from her face and calls for her crying son.

"Listen my heart... you're-you're Mama's big.." she breathed heavily, eyes closing slowly. "B-Big boy...right? My b-brave boy..." Soyeon smiles sickly as she with shaking hands strokes her son's hair.

"W-When you grow up into an f-fine young man... f-fight for your Maa..okay?" A tear slipping past her eyes that are slowly losing its life, the desperation in her words was vivid.

Jungkook cried, nuzzling into her neck and holding his mother tightly in his weak arms.

"G-Give punishment to the bad people and ..and give Mama j-justice... d-don't let anyone...anyone hurt you ok my heart?" She smiles painfully, eyes closing shut for a brief moment before she opens it again.

She has gone through so much that now her heart burns for the one to get their deserved sentence for ruining her child's innocence.

She wanted to be free from this burden in her heart for not protecting her child and wanted the culprits to feel what she has gone through, what her hopeless child has gone through from such a young age.

"Maa's watching you...t-take care, baby...Mama loves you ..so..so...m-" before she can even complete her sentence, her body went limp.

"I will give you justice, Maa..." Jungkook murmured, wiping off his tears as he sniffles, looking at her picture, smiling ever so softly and lovingly as he stares at his protector.

The only lady he loves in this world with his whole heart.

No one can take her place in his heart, no one. The special place is only reserved for this precious woman the mafia leader adored so much.

"I'll take revenge for you-for us... give them the punishment they deserve...I'll give you justice, Maa...the law refuses to do that, so what? Your Jungoo will do it himself..." Jungkook completely wipes his face, smiling gently at his mother's picture, and kisses her forehead through it.

"I love you...just look how I will convince my petal too ... you like him for me, right? I am sure you would have loved him if you were here with me .. he's my love" Jungkook gushed out, head pulsing painfully from crying too much yet he refused to take rest and mourn in the pain of his petal leaving him and his past wounds opening all the way to doubling his agony.

"He understands me, Maa... I know he does...he's just upset right now and really really mad at me and he has all right to be upset with me. I have hidden the very important thing about me..." Jungkook sighs, a shaky breath coming out of his mouth.

"I am not bad, Maa...you believe me, right? I-If you would be alive today.... would you h-hate me too for what I became?" He innocently whispers while looking at the picture of his mother.

"He doesn't hate me, I know he doesn't. He said it in anger, I understand him that much to look through his eyes.." he chuckled a bit and sniffles.

"I will convince him with my love. I know it is really powerful to win his heart again. I can do anything...be it to beg in front of him...I don't care. I-I will do it as long as I can prove my loyalty and depth of sincere love to him..." He swallowed his lump, moving his head to his left towards the photo frame placed on the nightstand, and picks it up.

"As long as he can forgive me and accept me again .."

He looks at the picture of his petal and smiles at it. "You love me...I know you do...I love you so much more"

"I want to give you time and space... but I am so scared, petal...so scared if what you really lost your feelings towards me under the pressure of your hatred towards my work..." He frowns, eyes forcing themselves to close it from how much it was burning as his eyes were dried from crying non-stop.

"What if I will lose you forever?...what if you'll never accept me... it's making me scared...I don't wanna lose you, pup... don't wanna lose you like Maa..." He breathes shakily and looks up towards the door when a rustling sound is heard from outside.

The door opens slowly making the leader squint his eyes at the harsh light entering his blackout room causing him to cover it with his hands.

A silhouette could be seen when the person walks inside and close the door, Jungkook knew who it was from the height and strong cologne.

Yoongi walks towards the switch and opens the room light, brightening the whole room making Jungkook groan in distaste.

Yoongi turns back to stare at the slouched-up figure on the floor and he gulps at the sting the cause in his chest.

Jungkook looked broken beyond repair and It tore Yoongi's heart because it reminds him of the time he had seen the latter in the same position all those years ago.

"H-Hyung..."

"Jungkookie?" Little Yoongi who was mature to his young age crouched down to the floor beside the innocent soul and placed his hand on his knees in comfort.

"Maa is g-gone..." Jungkook's lower lip was quivering badly, his round Bambi eyes filled with tears.

"Maa left me, h-hyung...she-she left me...alone..." Yoongi sighs loudly and pulls the younger one against his chest.

"Don't worry, Jungkook. I am here...your hyung is here... you're not alone. Dad said you will live with us now. You won't be alone, we will always be there for you." Yoongi said words that he hopes will soothe the broken child who was sobbing in his chest.

"I w-want Maa...bring M-Maa back, hyung...want Maa with m-me.."

Yoongi closed his eyes and stroke his hair, he wishes they came earlier to save his cousin brother, and his Aunt Soyeon from that incident that shattered the innocent soul from his core.

He wishes he was there when his cousin brother whom he had never met before because of Min Hoshin who was Yoongi's father's younger brother, his uncle who had cut all ties with them before Jungkook was even born, then Jeon Soyeon would have been alive and Jungkook never had to go through what he did which took a big toll on his mental health from there.

It wasn't only the pain of losing his loving mother....the real thing was the guilt of something that happened that day that had taken the vulnerable child's every ounce of Innocence and made him did the worst thing which has shaken him Jungkook up from his core.

"Hyung..." Jungkook looks at the latter confusingly as he saw the older's eyes begin to water from where he was standing.

He saw droplets of tears starts rolling down Yoongi's cheek as he blankly stares at the same vulnerable Jungkook who was shattered from his core.

Yoongi sniffs and wipes his tears, calming his emotions before moving closer to Jungkook and sitting on his knees on the floor beside him as he cups his left cheek.

"What happened?" He asks softly, voice so soft and gentle, different from his cold tone.

Jungkook looks down, his eyes again brimming with tears as he thought about it and sniffs, staying silent for a minute before he spoke.

"Petal is g-gone..." He looks up with his lower lip wobbling and face swollen all over.

"He l-left me, hyung...he left me.. alone..." he cried.

Yoongi's breath hitching at the past repeating itself in front of his eyes, everything felt nostalgic like it happened just yesterday when the same person who was much younger crying in grief for losing his mother now doing the same in much older body but this time for his love, and it made him teared up all over again.

Yoongi pushes his head against his chest to give a comforting hug as his own tears start to stream down his face once again as he heard the sobbing of the other which was muffled.

"Shh, Kook. It's fine...he will come back...we will bring him back, hm? Don't worry" Yoongi stroke the crying male's hair as he embraces him in his warmth.

"He h-hates me, hyung ..he said he doesn't want to be with-with me a-anymore..."

"He loves you, Kook." Yoongi pulls back and cups Jungkook's cheeks, wiping away his tears with his sleeves as he smiles at him softly.

"He loves you, ok? He will come back to you, don't cry. Crying will not benefit you into bringing him back. You had to fight for it, kook" Jungkook looks at the older, vision blurry yet he can see and hear the firmity from the other's words.

"Where's the strongest Jeon I know, huh? He never gives up on anything until he can't get it. You can't be weak in a situation where you need to be your strongest, kook!" Yoongi grabs his shoulders and massages them as he made the broken male Understand.

"You love him, right?" He asks.

Jungkook nodded his head with desperation. "So much"

"Then fight for your love, kook! Crying will not bring Taehyung back to you! You need to gain his trust again, need to win his heart all over again and you can do it! Come on, Jungkook! Be strong! Don't lose hope this early!" Yoongi said with pressure into each word he uttered.

"Hyung is here, kook. This time I will help you with whatever you need. You're not alone in this hard time kook. I am here with you in each step you hesitate to take. I have your back" Yoongi smile, caressing the younger's cheek who was smiling a bit now with a much happier look onto his broken featured face.

"He-He will accept me, right?" Yoongi smiles and nodded.

"He will, he has to. You both can't live without each other" he chuckles and ruffles Jungkook's hairs who grin back.

"Are you sure?" He was so scared, needed so much reassurance at the moment that Taehyung will come back to him.

"Will you-Will you talk to him for me If he didn't listen to me? He knows you're my friend...maybe-maybe he will hear you?" Yoongi sighs, still caressing his cheek as he smiles sadly at the desperation in Jungkook's eyes.

Taehyung has to accept Jungkook sooner or later or Yoongi will burn the whole country down if Jungkook cried one more time in front of him with this desperation and vulnerability and he's not joking.

Min Yoongi is damn serious.

"I will if I need to," he said reassuringly.

"Please tell him to forgive me...I-I can't live without him, hyung...he's my heart..."

Yoongi sighs and shakes his head.
"Shh, don't cry. What did I tell you just now? Be strong everything will be fine. Trust me I will make everything alright, hm?"

Jungkook nodded and wipes his tears, sniffling and taking deep breathes to calm down.

Yoongi fill the glass with water and gave it to Jungkook who drank it eagerly, hissing as his sore throat hurt painfully from the big sips of water.

"Now take some rest. You'll feel better" Jungkook shakes his head, now much better, and can handle his emotions.

"No, I can't"

"Why" Yoongi frowned.

"I don't want to" Jungkook said stubbornly as he walks towards the bathroom and opens the faucet to wash his face.

Yoongi followed him as deepens his frown. "You need some rest, Kook. Look at yourself. You look messed up!"

Jungkook sighs and looks up at the mirror, he indeed looks messed up but he didn't care.

"I can't rest, Hyung.... can't rest just by the thought of how my petal would be doing right now" he looks at Yoongi through the mirror with a sad broken look.

"He must be crying so much...and this is enough to take away my sleep and peace...I can't rest..." Jungkook turns off the faucet and rubbed his face with a towel, a headache increasing that it starts to feel like needles piercing through his head at every corner and eyes needed to shut so badly but he refuses to do so.

"I can't close my eyes without seeing those hate-filled eyes and tears of betrayal...he looked so hurt, hyung...It broke me deeply. I am a worse partner for him yet I am selfish to want to be his only .." Jungkook walked towards his room again, passing from the speechless mafia boss who had nothing to say more.

Jungkook took the painkiller and gulp it down in hopes to ease this unbearable pain from his head as well as from his heart too.

"What happened to Kim mafia matter? Did you already send our members there?" Jungkook asks after a while, picking up his files and pictures scattered on the floor and carefully placing them back on the file.

Yoongi sighs. "We can talk later about that, Kook. It's not important right now" he tried to avoid the matter as much as can from what he knows the latter wasn't in the right state of mind to handle another revelation.

"I need to distract myself, Min. This is the only way before I run back to him when he obviously needs time to think and understand" Jeon came back to his usual self, his voice getting back to low and expressions smoothly going back to blank and emotionless.

Yoongi sighs out defeatedly and nods. "Fine. Yes, the member went there but they weren't fighting back like they were prepared for this to happen" Yoongi frown leaning back against the wall with his hands folded on his chest.

"I don't know if you're ready for this, Jeon but I guess you needed to see what message they had sent through our gang" Yoongi was nervous, hesitant still contemplating if he should show the latter what they had written on the letter because he knows it will aggregate the younger and close to putting fuel to the fire.

Jeon frowned, eyes showing confusion and anticipation as he raised an eyebrow at him in question. "What is it?"

Yoongi bites his lips. "Let's talk later about that, Jeon. I don't think you're ready for this"

"Show me, Min." Jungkook breathes out lowly in his deep voice. "Few moments of vulnerability can't define the stronger part of me. I am the son of Jeon Soyeon! The strongest person in my eyes to ever exist. I can very much handle anything if I can do so much!"

Yoongi sighs for the ninth time as he nodded, nothing left to argue when he digs his hands in his pocket and takes out the brown envelope.

Jungkook look at the brown paper when Yoongi gave it to him. "Congratulations, Jeon...Kim mafia really came in handy for us. Look what they found"

The mafia leader furrowed his eyebrows as he opens the envelope and took out the paper attached with pictures.

"They found them, Jeon...The one who we were finding for years, the culprits of many innocent's deaths and pain are finally decided to come out of their bill...they are found in Korea.."

Jeon's hands tighten on the envelope his knuckles turn pale, his jaw tightening too hard the bone has gotten sharp it can cut anyone's skin if to touch, his eyes were blazing in a fire.

"That bastard..." He growled out lowly, breathless tone, swiping pictures of persons in the photo who he was patiently waiting to get revenge from in front of his eyes had like a bomb swishing directly in the burning of lava ocean which is his heart and bursting the flames all around each vein inside his body.

"Jeon..." Yoongi called carefully, seeing Jungkook shaking with fury and the aura around him suddenly changes into the dangerous and monstrous one.

"They had taken my mother from me...my innocent loving Maa who did nothing to them..." Each word holds so much pressure, tension, agony, and enrage it shakes his hands from where he was tightly holding the pictures in his hand.

"Jeon, calm down..." Yoongi moves forward with careful steps.

"They made her bleed in agony...took away my life from me...had ruined my whole world....are out there living there best lifE THEM, BASTARD!"

Jungkook screamed as he was shaken to the core, tore the pictures in his hands, crumbling them with such force of his trauma it feels like dissolving inside his palms yet he kept breaking them.

"THEY ARE HAPPY, HYUNG! THEY ARE HAPPY AFTER TAKING EVERYONE'S HAPPINESS! TOOK MY EVERYTHING AND OUT THERE LIVING LIKE THEY DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!! LIKE THEY DIDN'T JUST RUIN THE LIVES OF MANY PEOPLE, HOW CAN THEY! HOW DARE THEY?!"

Jungkook's eyes felt like bleeding in agony instead of tears, his chest was burning, bleeding in the pain of unfairness and desperation-desperation to take his revenge and give justice to all those people these assholes had ruined.

To kill them slowly, painfully, playfully with waves of laughter of joy and contentment of happiness from hearing their agonizing screams yet give no mercy.

They laughed at his misery, at his vulnerability now he wants to laugh at their power, at their desperation, at their agony.

"Kook, we will take our revenge! Don't worry! We will give them what they deserve!" Yoongi grabs his shoulder, trying to calm the younger who was yelling in his pain and grief.

He would never forgive himself for what he had done-for what those bastards had forced him to do, laughing at his pleads of desperation and fear of agony.

"No hyung....this won't be enough! No matter what I will do to them! It will never be enough! Never be enough to lessen this guilt, this agony inside my heart, hyung! Nothing can take this pain away from my chest! Nothing!" Jungkook cried out, hands fisting around his chest as he placed his head on Yoongi's shoulder in weakness.

"Do it! Do it, kid!" Jungkook shakes, his little body trembled badly, his legs felt like jelly, eyes blown wide where tears leave like a broken dam, he was terrified.

"N-No...N-N-No...M-Maa..." The innocent soul wishes to reach his protective shelter to be inside the embrace of the warmth of his creator who was just a few feet away from him.

But the evils in between them were the big wall between the two innocent souls who wanted to be with each other embrace in desperation of being protected and wanted to protect.

Jeon Soyeon and her son Jungkook.

"Jungoo...my heart..." Soyeon called out in desperation, tears leaving her eyes in so much pain at seeing her vulnerable son being in hands of the devils.

"Awe, Jungoo...listen to your Maa. Look she's crying!" The evil lady cooed fakely, pouting as she pointed towards soyeon who was held down on the floor by two men with her hands tied behind her back, her eyes never left her son.

Her mouth was bleeding, bruises were staining her skin, hairs messy and all over the place by how she was fighting to save her son from this wrath of evils yet she was one against uncountable.

"Are you doing it or not Jungoo?" The lady asked with slight irritation, a fake sweet smile still on her lips.

Jungkook instantly shakes his head, fat tears rolling down his rosy cheeks as his raven hairs which his mother used to stroke were messy and ruined.

"Fine! I gave you two options! Shoot her or I will make these scary men have their way with her!"

The lady smirked, a loud laugh of a man who was sitting on the couch in all action, with one leg bend over another and a cigar in hand, he was looking close to in his 40's was satisfied with the fear around him.

"But sadly, I guess you chose the second option. Boys! Go take her away and do whatever you want with her!" She ordered evilly.

Jungkook's eyes widen. He doesn't know what she meant by taking his mother away but he knows it is something very bad from the way his mother was shaking in fear and was sweating badly.

He knew it was something really really bad from how she was crying in hopelessness.

"No! Leave her alone! Don't touch her!" Jungkook shouted, running to get closer towards his mother to protect her from the big bulky males who were going to drag her away from his eyes.

But the evil lady stopped him, grabbing his arms tightly when Jungkook starts resisting, crying madly and opening one arm towards his mother to reach her.

"Noo! Maa! Maa! Please! Let me go! Let me go! Maa! Come here! Don't touch her!" Jungkook kept shouting, tears non-stop streaming down his face as he cried heartbrokenly.

"Jungoo!" Soyeon cried out. "Let my son go! Do whatever you want with me but let him go! He's innocent! Please, I beg you!"

The lady laughs loudly, enjoying seeing them in misery and agony, seeing them begging at their feet and crying as she winked at the male sitting on the couch who was still smirking evilly.

"But where's the fun in that?" She smirked and laughs.

She gestures at one of her men who came and handed the gun in her hands, she bends down a bit and places the gun in Jungkook's hands who was shaking, crying, pleading to be close to his mother but they didn't let him.

They were heartless, cruel, monsters, evil to the core of ignoring innocence and ruining lives after lives without any care.

"Then shoot her...or you look at those men..." Jungkook hiccups, looking at where she was pointing at, and shakes in fear. "They will touch your Maa... scratch her skin...make it bleed...just like your father do-"

"Stop! Don't tell him that! Stop it! He's innocent! Don't do that!" Soyeon wails, resisting the tight restrain on her wrist to free herself.

"She will cry in pain...so so much pain...you know they are very rough very hard it will hurt your Mama so much..." She patted Jungkook's cheeks who was sobbing. "..so like a good boy you ease your mama's pain, hm?"

"Either way, your mama's gonna be dead so how about you choose how she will die? An easy death or a much painful death?"

"She will be free from this if you just shoot her, this is so easy. You just need to push the trigger, here this one!" She showed her the way, laughing at how Jungkook's small hands were shaking so badly he wasn't able to hold the gun properly from how scared he was, he was stumbling, his heart was pounding inside his small delicate body.

"N-No...! Nooo! Maa...maaaaa~" Jungkook looks at his mother shaking his head, sobbing, hiccuping, voice desperate, so heavy and filled with deep terror and horror.

He was just an innocent soul who was forced to leave an angel in his heaven.

He remembers once he had asked Taehyung a question when he saw Kim Seokjin for the first time in a hospital room.

"Which one will you choose? The ocean of burning lava which will be very painful or the deep cold-water river which will be less painful?"

He chooses a cold-water river.

Jungkook fell to his knees as he cried harshly, sobbing in utter madness in Yoongi arms who slid down with him to the floor.

"I-I killed her hyung..."

"I k-killed Maa...with these hands....with these hands I killed my world...my p-precious...My s-savior..." Jungkook looks at those hands with disgust, hatred, anger, pain.

Yoongi shakes his head, cupping his cheeks, and cried with him. "No! Jungkook! You didn't kill her! You were forced to! You didn't do it on purpose, kook! Calm down please!"

"NO! I did it! I killed her! I killed my mother! I killed her!" Jungkook tugs on his hairs harshly, pulling them, wanted to scratch his skin open, to make it bleed.

...Like he did to his mother's.

Tear apart her soft skin when he pulled the trigger and a bullet had pierced through her chest.

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I am so sad and depressed from writing this chap! This was so angsty for me ༼;'༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽

So Seokjin wakes up! And Taehyung's past was fully revealed along with Jungkook's which I was very excited about! So tell me how do you like it?

Hope you liked this chap! Love you so much! ♥╣[-_-]╠♥

~bunnies~