Seokjin screams out loud on every punches he lands on Taehyung, letting his rage and anger takes over him and out towards half-conscious Taehyung who is trying hard to fight against Seokjin.

“I love you, I love you! I gave you life but why would you die again?!”

“Hyung! Let me go!”

Taehyung tries to plead for Seokjin to let him go but the anger takes the control over his consciousness, when all Taehyung can see is his fierce red eyes and it scares the out of him when Seokjin’s gentle sweet voice turns into husky and deep one, more like a growl of a beast.

“You piece of ! I’ll let you die!”

The sudden obvious change in the older causes the younger to flinch and tremble on the cold floor he lies. Taehyung is genuinely scared at the view he sees in his boyfriend in front of him, pushing himself backwards away from the new transformed monster.

“H-Hyung…”

“Shut up!”

Seokjin throws himself forward to land a painful punch on Taehyung but he manages to roll to his left side, avoiding the possible deathly punch – worse than before. Taehyung gasps for air as he is shock, watching Seokjin growls loudly as he holds onto his head after the hard impact of it hitting the wall when Taehyung rolled away.

Taehyung is beyond terrified.

He knows how his situation is completely messed up and out of his control but this is beyond of his expectation of the worst. He did ask for a death but not in a very painful manner – at least end his suffering in a very peaceful manner after a while. Taehyung hitches his breathe when Seokjin glares towards him.

“H-Hyung, this- this isn’t you…Please…”

Taehyung begged with his trembling lips, crying out of being scared.

“I am never truly myself after what I did.”

Seokjin growls.

“…and so do you.”

“Taehyung, run!”

Taehyung snaps back to his realization when he heard a voice inside of his head and runs to the kitchen. He could hear the loud growl coming from his back, sending chills to his spine notifying that Seokjin is chasing him into the kitchen as well but Taehyung manages to grab a knife on the counter and points at the older, making a safe gap between trembling Taehyung and breathing hard Seokjin.

“You won’t do this to me. My Seokjin won’t kill me-“

“-and yet you asked to be killed. Irony.”

“I want everything to come to an end! Including you and the rest! Back to normal!”

“We can’t be normal anymore, can’t you understand?!”

Seokjin growls, staring into Taehyung’s teary eyes. He takes a step closer towards the younger, ignoring the trembling knife in Taehyung’s grip 5 inches away from his stomach.

“I made a deal with a demon. Even if I win, I won’t be able to be with you.”

Taehyung his eyebrows.

“W-What do you-you mean?”

“…You’ll get to live but I’ll be the slave of the demon and your boyfriends will lose their freedom to live as individual, forever. That’s the deal.”

“Hyung…”

“After all, I made a deal for you to have a better life.”

A better life.

If all to be reconsidered, this is all Taehyung’s fault. Seokjin made the deal because of Taehyung and all of them suffered ever since then. Seokjin is just a middleman – a player of the unwanted game for the unworthy prize. Knowing all of these, Taehyung feels bad.

He is the one to be blamed.

Taehyung lowers down the knife when he hears the growl starts to be soften. Taehyung knows it is unacceptable to blame himself for dying on the time he is supposed to but the main reason of everything is never going to change – Taehyung is the one. What if he never exist that his boyfriends, his husband and his fiancé do not have to suffer over his death when Taehyung never exist in the first place?

What if-

Taehyung squints his eyes at the symbol, bright red on the Seokjin’s wrist. He knows the symbol, he saw it before.

Taehyung gasps.

When he thought he remembers everything, he was actually not. But he is right now and he knows how to stop everything – the suffering.

Taehyung looks up at the soften look of the older with his sorry expression before slit Seokjin’s wrist, splitting the king with serpents legs symbol into two. Seokjin shouts in agony as he wraps his hand around his bleeding wrist. The shout is too loud before it turns into another growl, which is completely a bad sign.

Seokjin’s eyes are turning red and his glares take Taehyung’s breath away, not in the good way. Before Taehyung could process what is happening at the moment, he could feel the knife in his grip is changing owner and later the pointy sharp of the knife buries deep inside of Taehyung’s abdomen. Taehyung looks down to his bleeding wound befor