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"taehyung, can we talk?" namjoon came up to his younger brother in one of the hallways.

"of course."

they went to namjoon's office and both took a seat on the couch as namjoon brought over two cups of coffee.
taehyung has been in his house for the entire week, trying to recover. surprisingly, yoongi contacted tae and asked him if he was alright. taehyung didn't know how yoongi knew that minseok beat him up, he just never explained anything. all he brought were apologies for minseok's actions and a bag of ripe oranges.
he silently treated his wounds and left. it was awkward.

"I haven't seen you all week." namjoon pointed out.

"I haven't been feeling well. I'm fine now." tae said and sipped on his coffee.

"ah... taehyung..." namjoon looked like he had a really hard time trying to say something, but he took a deep breath, filling his lungs with courage and spoke up.
"about the night we forced you to kill jungkook–"

"I'm sorry." taehyung interrupted.

"what?"

taehyung looked down, not being able to look into his brother's eyes.
"I am sorry, namjoon."

"how could you not tell me about jin?!? how!?!? you know how fucking much he means to me, you know! and aside from our hatred towards each other you still couldn't tell me something like this?!?" namjoon yelled.

"but-but, namjoon, I was going to–"

"shut up, taehyung." namjoon laughed. "I do not believe you anymore."

after a long silence, taehyung spoke up.
"so what now? you'll kill me? go ahead, I've got nothing to lose." taehyung said glancing at the gun tucked into namjoons belt.

"hmm really? ... no, taehyungie, I won't." namjoon sounded like psychopath. "I can't just simply kill you, you're my lovely brother after all."

"what?" taehyung gulped with fear. he has never seen this side of namjoon.

"I won't kill you." namjoon repeated. "instead, I'll make you die in pain, but ... not physical."

"what do you mean?"

"when you killed our father .. do you understand how much I died inside? can you even imagine how much I suffered when I thought jin was dead? and you had the guts to not tell me he is alive, just like you had the guts to kill our own father. do you ever even regret it?" namjoon asked.

taehyung stayed silent.

"I want you to suffer as well. I want you to suffer so much, that you'll be begging for death."

"how will you even do that?" taehyung asked sternly, trying to not show the fear that was crushing him inside out.

"you must kill jungkook."

"everything that I have ever said to you... and jin..." taehyung whispered.

"why did you do it all, tae?" namjoon asked. "why did you kill our dad... lied about jin being alive...?"

"wasn't it obvious?!" taehyung looked up at namjoon with red and teary eyes, as tears rolled down his cheeks, gathering at the bottom of the chin.
"he loved you so much! he loved you more than me– fuck it, he loved only you. I didn't even exist for him!! he took care of you, he praised you and acted like I just wasn't there!!! have you never noticed? you were the favorite child and I was nothing in his eyes!"

"yoongi asked you to kill him thinking you'll decline..." namjoon said. "but... tae, I wasn't the favorite child, what are you saying?"

"yes you were, but you were blinded by his care and love. the two of you didn't have time for me... you think the teenage self me felt happy about it?!"

"I'm sorry for not being able to see it." namjoon apologized.

"it's not you." he said. "it's dad's fault. he failed at being a good father. makes sense why mom left him."

"don't say that..."

"and then you and jin..." tears found their way back to taehyung's eyes. "I was so jealous of your perfect relationship... you had it all – a loving dad and a lover, and I had nothing."

"that was the reason?" namjoon questioned and watched taehyung nod. "tae... you should've said something."

"all I could think at the time was how to be better than you and have more than you had." taehyung explained. "that's why I took it all away from you and started the weird side affair with yoongi... I even did my best to become the greatest murdered in the gang. and having that affair with yoongi made me feel powerful... being better than you made me feel powerful. I honestly don't even have an explanation regarding jin. I have absolutely no idea why I didn't tell you."

"the day I asked you to kill jungkook... I was so mad... driven by anger I yelled it out not even giving it much thought." namjoon remarked. "I just wanted you to feel the pain I felt, that's why I wanted to ruin your life so badly."

"but it's still my fault."

"we are both at fault." he said. "I failed to be a good older brother..."

"no, namjoon." taehyung sobbed. "don't blame yourself... you went through so much pain because of me... I regret it all, I am so sorry, I wish I could turn back time and just reset."

"I'm sorry." namjoon leaned in and hugged taehyung tightly. tae returned the hug as he quietly cried into namjoon's shoulder.
"I feel horrible... for taking away jungkook from you."

"h-he's alive." taehyung whispered.

namjoon pulled away, keeping his hands on taehyung's shoulders. he looked into taehyung's swollen, red eyes with his.
"what...?"

"I just recently found out, but..." taehyung pulled away to wipe his tears. "turns out he survived. all this time he was healing... and I don't know what he or the gang is planning, but I trust them. I think they truly want peace with us."

"who cares about the peace contract? how is jungkook alive? who else knows?" namjoon asked.

"I am also shocked he survived, but I was so happy to find out." taehyung explained. "he came to me one day... and I thought I was hallucinating, but it was real. of course, he hates me and doesn't believe me... he also somehow found out I killed his sister, so we're not on good terms at the moment. but for now, from our gang, only you, me... and minseok knows."

"minseok?" namjoon asked. "how on earth? did you tell him?"

"speaking about minseok..."
taehyung and namjoon turned to seokjin who walked out of the back door.
"he's being suspicious..."

"for how long have you been here?" namjoon questioned.

"long enough." he chuckled. seokjin walked up to taehyung and gave him a hug. "I am sorry as well."

"forgive me, too." taehyung responded and smiled.

"very well then."
seokjin took a seat on an armchair and took something out of his back pocket.
"I found this a couple of weeks ago... they seem to belong to minseok."

jin placed a bottle full of some type of medicine onto the table and scooted it closer to namjoon and taehyung.
tae grabbed the bottle and looked at it.
"what are those pills for?"

"depression?" jin suggested.

"is he depressed? doesn't look like it." namjoon shrugged his shoulders.

"maybe it's anti-bitch medicine." taehyung said.

"does it look like it's working?" jin chuckled. "it's something else."

"let's see... sertraline..." namjoon examined the bottle. "usually it's used for depression, but its supposed to cure anxiety and is sometimes used for dissociative identity disorder, also known as multiple personality disorder."

"m-multiple personality disorder?" taehyung stuttered out and thought back to the day minseok beat him up the first time.

"keep your mouth shut, slut." minseok spat out in a devil-like voice. taehyung felt shivers run down his spine. was this minseok?

"minseok-"

"shut the fuck up! don't call me that." the next punch was thrown into his face, followed by another one in the stomach. taehyung cried out and started sliding down to the floor.

"the truth is..." taehyung took a shaky breath in before speaking. "the time you found me in the hallway... I... I was beaten up by minseok."

"what?!?!?" both jin and namjoon yelled out.

"and I wasn't ill this week... he beat me up again... but it was worse this time."

jin sat next to taehyung and gave him a tight hug.
"goodness, tae, why haven't you said anything sooner?" jin muttered. "we would've done something to that psychopath."

"that's the thing." taehyung spoke up. "what can we do to him? yoongi is fully on his side and I bet he doesn't even know anything."

"are you saying that minseok is bipolar? if he's acting normal most of the time, but lashes out on you..." namjoon pondered.

"no." tae said. "I believe he has multiple personality disorder. I remember him clearly asking me not to call him minseok the first time he was beating me up."

"we have to let yoongi know about it!" seokjin exclaimed. "before anything bad happens."

"but don't you also find it weird that minseok knew about jungkook being alive before everyone else.... how did that happen?"

"ever noticed the crescent moon tattoo on his nape...?"

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