A/n : It's raining here today :)

~ Lights Will Guide You Home And Ignite Your Bones ~

* TAEHYUNG'S POV *

"We could say the same, Taehyung.", my cousin, Yeonjun, said acidly.

"Then, please do.", I countered with an amused expression.

Yeonjun scowled at me before stomping away.

It's no secret that he hates me...

And it's no secret that I hate him...

"Taehyung. Don't go picking fights today.", my second cousin, Elle, said as she wrapped her arm around mine.

"You're no one to order me around.", I said coldly and pushed her hand off me.

"Taehyungie! You're so mean!", she whined as she moved closer to my father.

I mentally cringed at the nickname.

What was she!? Five!?

"Taehyung's fine.", I corrected her with a tight smile.

"Taehyung. Not today. This rash and undiplomatic way of speaking doesn't suit the Kim family. Please don't shame us any more than you already have. Elle, you know better.", my father, who had been quiet the whole time, finally spoke.

"Sorry, Appa. I'm no longer part of the Kim family. I'm sure Yeonjun must've scratched out my name from the family tree long back.", I said.

You don't own me anymore, father...

"Legally, yes. Emotionally, no.", my father said before walking off with his hands behind his back.

What did he mean by that...

As if you ever had emotions...

I scoffed at his words.

"Bye, Taehyung. I'll see you at the party.", Elle said as she threw a wink in my direction and skipped away after my father.

I rolled my eyes and shoving my hands in my pocket, made way to the rooms where Yoongi hyung and I would be staying, known hallways from my childhood greeting me like a long lost friend.

I entered the room, which used to be mine, to find that it was still exactly the way I had left it.

"Tae. You alright?", Yoongi hyung asked as he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah hyung. I'm fine.", I said as I opened the closet to find a tux inside it.

Perhaps, it was for the party...

Which I'll be compelled to attend...

"Hmm. I'll be in my room. If you need anything, call me.", Yoongi hyung said as he left.

I lay down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling filled with paintings of Biblical scenes resembling that of the Sistine Chapel.

Perhaps he was trying to cleanse himself of his sins...

Too late, father...

You've committed too many crimes...

And you've never attended Sunday School...

Not even once...

- TIME SKIP TO EVENING -

"This is fucking tight! And I'm not being able to breathe!", I complained as I loosened my tie and tossed it on the bed.

I'd rather appear in pyjamas and a beanie than go in this, feeling like a choked chicken...

"I think Yeonjun messed up your order on purpose. After all, he does love you.", Yoongi hyung said dryly.

"I suppose.", I agreed bitterly.

The one day I want shit to work out and this is what happens...

I opened the jacket and vest and tossed on the bed whilst I undid some buttons of my dress shirt.

They would be calling us any moment...

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

"Hyung, do you have a scarf?", I asked with a smirk.

You wanted to play...

I'll give you a game...

"Well, I do have one...but why?", he asked perplexed at my request.

"You'll see.", I said with a smirk.

After a few minutes, we were ready to go down and grace them with our presence.

As we made our way down the bifurcated staircase filled with eminent and distinguished guests, their eyes turned to check us out.

Well, we did stick out like sore thumbs.

"I think you violated the dress code a bit too much.", I whispered to Yoongi hyung as a few passing ladies gasped at his attire.

Not that I cared of course...

He and his party meant nothing to me...

I did this to protect Jimin and my hyungs...

"Well, I like to be comfortable. And since you were tweaking it a bit already, I decided to turn it up a notch.", he said nonchalantly as he sauntered into the ballroom and picked up a glass of champagne from a nearby waiter.

Perhaps, I should loosen up a bit as well...

I spotted my father and Yeonjun, dressed in identical black tuxes as I walked over to them with Yoongi hyung.

From the corner of my eye, I could see the women, old enough to be my mother, swooning at the sight of us, some with lust and desire visible in their eyes.

We sure as hell were garnering a lot of looks.

Let them look...

That's what I want...

And that's what you get for messing with me, Yeonjun...

I saw my father's eyes widen as he looked in my direction, his perfectly trimmed eyebrows knitting together in disapproval.

"Hello, Appa. Happy 50th Birthday.", I drawled.

I know I shouldn't be taunting him, but the moment was too irresistible.

"Thank you, son.", he said pointedly.

"Happy Birthday, Mr. Kim. Hope you have a long life.", Yoongi hyung said with an edge to his tone.

"I don't think that will be possible if my son continues to shame me like this. I'd rather die before be subjected to this.", my father said angrily.

"Then, your sorry ass should also know that the tuxes didn't fit either of us. Would you have rather wanted us not to show up at all?", Yoongi hyung challenged.

My father balled his hands into fists and glared at him.

"I see. You've retained your sharp tongue, King of Daegu.", he said maliciously.

"Appa...", I warned.

I could feel Yoongi hyung stiffen beside me.

He's hurting Yoongi hyung...

"No Tae. Don't stop him. After all, his pathetic self has to say something. And if he wants to use my past as a means of doing that, then he very well might go ahead with it.", Yoongi hyung said in a pissed tone.

My father scowled at him and signalled to Yeonjun, saying,"It's time the ball commenced. Punctuality is the key-."

"To success.", Yeonjun completed with a smirk directed in my direction.

You can be his lap dog, Yeonjun...

I couldn't care less...

I rolled my eyes at the pair and looked over at Yoongi hyung who seemed to be conversing with an old man and a lady whom I didn't recognise.

"Mr. Wright! Thank you for coming all the way from America.", my father said in a subservient manner.

"My pleasure, Mr. Kim. This is my wife, Camila. I didn't think I'd see Min Yoongi here. I'm pleasantly surprised.", he said with a smooth smile.

"I'm surprised as well, Mr. Wright. It seems my son, Taehyung, has struck up quite a friendship with him.", my father said with a tight smile.

"Ah...I see. Nice to meet you, Taehyung.", the man called Mr. Wright said amiably while he extended his hand in my direction.

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Wright.", I said as I shook his hand firmly.

And not forgetting the courtesies of the season, kissed Mrs. Wright on the back of her hand.

"Might I borrow you for a second, Mr. Kim? Mr. Miller and I have some propositions to put forward.", Mr. Wright said in a business-like tone.

More propositions for illegal work, I suppose.

"Of course, Mr. Wright! Yeonjun, please see to it that Mrs. Wright is comfortable.", my father said before walking away with Mr. Wright, both in deep and serious conversation.

Yeonjun went up to the dias and announced,"Good Evening, Ladies and Gentlemen. Today is a very auspicious and joyous occasion for the Kim family. Today, my uncle, Kim Jaehya, is finally turning 50. On this day, it is of great honour for us that you all have chosen to attend the function and be part of the celebrations. I hope you have a wonderful time. Let the ball commence!"

His speech was followed by loud cheers and applauses and music was played by the orchestra as men paired up with women to waltz across the dance floor.

"Mr. Min. May I have the pleasure?", Mrs. Wright asked.

"Of course.", Yoongi hyung said with a forced smile.

He hated waltz...

I stood in the corner, watching him twirl Mrs. Wright around the dance floor, his smile fixed and eyes filled with disgust.

Suddenly, someone cleared their throat behind me.

I turned around to see Elle standing there in the flimsiest possible gown, exposing her cleavage to the entire world.

"What?", I asked grumpily as I turned away my face in the opposite direction.

"Can I have this dance?", she asked coyly as she pressed her body against me and toyed with my shirt collar.

"No, you may not.", I growled as I grabbed her wrist and squeezed it hard.

"Ow! You're hurting me, Taehyung!", she whimpered.

"Good. I'll snap your wrist into two if you touch me again.", I said as I released my grip from her wrist.

"Taehyung! Stop hurting my sister!", Yeonjun growled.

I scowled in his direction.

"She's the one who's pawing me. Aren't you going to say anything about that?", I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Elle, give us a minute.", he said as he pulled me out into an empty room behind the ballroom.

"What do you want now?", I asked angrily.

I've had enough of their shit...

"Elle. She's got a soft spot for you. And I hate disappointing my sister, Kim. So, comply with her wishes.", Yeonjun ordered.

"And why the fuck would I do that?", I asked in a mocking tone.

If he thought he could coerce me into cosying up with Elle, then he had me pegged up all wrong...

He merely chuckled darkly as he came near me and whispered in a dangerously low tone,"Unless you want me to harm Park Jimin and your hyungs, you'd be better off listening to me."

I took a few steps back and looked at him with shock.

"You won't dare...", I said.

"You haven't seen what I can do yet, Kim Taehyung. I'll rip them to shreds, if I have to. Don't underestimate me.", he threatened.

"Fuck you.", I spat at him.

How could he...

Jimin and my hyungs...

I'd die saving them...

"I suppose I'll be seeing you in the ballroom dancing with my sister. We'll be awaiting your arrival.", he mocked as he shut the door behind him.

I clenched my fists in anger, my fingernails digging into my palm.

"Shit...", I hissed as I kicked the chair and slumped down on the ground, the room caving in from all sides.

Jiminie...

My hyungs...

I won't let you suffer due to me...

I let out a hollow laugh.

I was so stupid...

So stupid to think that I was finally in control...

That I was finally free from my accursed life...

A/n: Gosh! The rollercoaster of emotions😭

P.S: Yoongi's Outfit (the bottom is that of a tux. He changed only the top portion)

Elle's outfit -

- Logging off for now...

-💕Moonie💕