~Author's P.O.V~

Taehyung's body jerked for what felt like air being whacked out of him as the bullet hit him. He heard loud gasps, screams and shouts, it was utter most chaos at the venue they planned for their loved ones funeral. Taehyung touched his chest and felt the presence of warm liquid in the mist of his cold and wet suit. His legs slowly began to give up as more blood flowed out of the wound which a 380 auto had caused.

And all this time neither Jungkook's nor Taehyung's eyes left each others. They were stuck to each other just ask they were having a battle of their own, and where Taehyung had already given up and just staring at Jungkook's cold and what felt like 'heartless' ones.

Just then reality hit both of them and their battle field was broken apart. Taehyung's body fell back and he gripped a-Ji Wook's tombstone. He felt arms around him and people shouting and telling him things. While for Jungkook, Jimin pulled the gun which was in his hands. One of Taehyung's bodyguards was about to punch Jungkook but Jimin held the man's fist and glared at him.

"Don't.Touch.Him." Jimin said and held Jungkook's wrist, and started walking away with him while dialing someone on the phone. Jungkook's head whipped backwards and saw many men in suits covering over the injured boy, and in the middle of the congestion, Jungkook looked through the men and his eyes fixed on the boy he just shot. He saw Taehyung eyes flutter as his head rest on Ji Wook's tomb, and then he was pulled along with Jimin who took him out of the cemetery, and into a car.

***

Namjun had brought a bouquet of sunflowers for the vase in Taehyung's room. He discarded the ones he had brought few days ago. The old ones were all dried up and most of it's petals were all around the vase, fallen. He sighed and placed the new fresh ones, his phone rang loudly and he mentally cursed.

He picked up the call and looked at Taehyung who was on his bed sleeping, breathing lightly, not being bothered by the harsh sound of Namjun's ringtone. That's all Taehyung had been doing for the past five days. He was unconscious since the time his eyes closed when the bullet shot him. Many of the gang members had given up at this point that Taehyung will ever wake up. But the leaders thought the opposite cause they knew he would wake up, he has to.

"Yeah." Namjun said through the phone.

"Namjun Hyung, the Red Velvet officials decided to set the meeting day after tomorrow." Soobin the leader of TXT said.

"Hmm.....where is this going to take place." Namjun asked looking at Taehyung's bedsheet.

"Hyung they said they will let us know by today." Soobin said but Namjun didn't hear what he said because he was in a state of shock.

"Hyung??" Soobin asked concerned.

"Yeah?....yeah, Soobin I will call you later....Taehyung just woke up." Namjun cut the call and sat beside Taehyung.

"Tae?" He said softly and touched his cheek. Namjun was sure his hand had twitched just few moments. But the boy didn't open his eyes. Namjun sighed and got up but a hand held him.

"H-hyung..."

Namjun's eyes widen.

***

"It was a very close call Tae, I still wondered how you survived." Yoongi asked rubbing circles on Taehyung's hand. It's been about three hours since their team's doctor Heechul came and left. He prescribed him medicines and gave him precautions such as he can't do any type of exercise or training for the next three months along with that he needs to stay away from anything that could hurt his feelings which may result into an heart attack.

"Hyung~ you guys seriously still didn't realise?" Taehyung scoffed and cockily tilted his head resting it on the bed's headboard.

"What?....what didn't we realise?" Jimin asked siting on the corner of Taehyung's large bed. Taehyung looked around and noticed everyone stopped doing what they were doing and looked at Taehyung.

"The bullet didn't go through my heart" Taehyung sighed.

"What do you mean!?" Jin asked amused.

"I have dextrocardia....my heart is located on the right not the left." Taehyung said.

"Wait really?" Hobi asked after a long silence.

"Yes, hyung you think I would have survived if it pass through my heart. Aish you guys are so dumb." Taehyung said and lighten the mood.

"Pabo." Namjun said and smacked Taehyung's head.

Taehyung groaned and asked.

"So where is he?"

It was quite for a while until Jimin spoke up.

"He is in the dorms last time I checked he was sti-"

"He is not in the dorms, the members took him to tie him and beat him up in the training room." Yoongi stated.

"What! I told them not to hurt him, fuck sakes!" Jimin yelled and got up about the leave the room.

"Wait. I am coming too." Taehyung said lowly and got up slowly, his chest burned as he moved. His face grimaced but he let it go, he picked up a jacket which he assumed was Jin's and wore it over his black shirt.

"No Taehyung you can't leave." Hobi put a hand on his shoulder.

"Heechul hyung said not to do any swift movement or exercise, I ain't doing anys I am just going out for a little walk beside it's been five days since I moved." Taehyung replied and started walking, Jimin was in front, Hobi and Namjun were behind him while Jin and Yoongi on his sides protecting him from any other maniac to shoot him.

***

Jungkook felt cold water splash on his body and his eyes flew open. He stared at the boy in front of him, who he recognised as Chris Wu. One of Taehyung's most trusted secretary. He learned about the most important members of under BTS while he was dating Jong Suk. He knew that Chris is known for his famous underground scandal with one of South Korea's Police officer Jake Hsu. Jake Hsu is also an hidden official member of BTS but doesn't attend the meetings often, he is there to help the team get access to things, such as cctvs cameras and locations.

"Why the fuck won't you speak slut!" Chris barked at Jungkook, which Jungkook ignored and licked his parched lips, tasting a bit of his own dried blood.

"Chris, calm down." Aliee said as she moved in front of Chris.

"Jungkook, is the name right?" She asked, but Jungkook was least bothered, he looked at himself and saw that he was tied to a chair.

Blood stained through his Jeans and hands handcuffed. As he was about look up again his head jerked sideways and his vision blackened.