Ch. 18
Stockholm SyndromeHoseok helped Taehyung upstairs and then came back down. He scratched the back of his head.
"Sorry about that."
I shrugged not really knowing what to say.
"He tends to get these... flashbacks. They're pretty vivid."
Flashbacks?
"What happened to him?"
I asked Hoseok finally hoping for a legit answer.
The man sighed.
"Do you know Tae's occupation?"
I shook my head and squinted my eyes. I've seen him go to work before, though I've never asked or acknowledged what his job was.
"He's CEO of a shipping company. How do I say this?
Well part CEO. This company has joint ownership. Lets say Family A. Family B. And Family C."
I nodded taking in this information.
"Family B had smuggled in some Illegal business with Family C without telling Family A. When Family A found out a huge confrontation went down.
Family A threatened to report the others to officials and Family B took matters into their own hands and created Bloodshed to keep their name."
My mind had put two and two together. "Family A is Tae's..."
Hoseok nodded "They came in and murdered Taehyung's mom and dad, sisters and brothers. They forgot him though, and he saw it all."
My heart broke for a second.
"Taehyung is going after them, kind of for revenge and Justice."
I shivered remembering that phone call where he told Hoseok to 'kill them", and his subtle words. "They'll pay."
To be honest, I wasn't sure what I personally would have done in that situation, but oddly enough I was less afraid of Taehyung, he wasn't a bad person. He was scarred.
In the middle of the night, I felt Tae crawl into my bed. I sighed in relief when his body pressed against mine and an arm snakes around my chest. A smile reached my lips.
"Jungkook?"
I hummed to signal I was awake.
"I'm sorry about today... I didn't want you to see this side of me."
I frowned. It was his most vulnerable side. "Its okay."
"Were you scared?"
"Yea, a bit." I answered truthfully.
He didn't answer but only held me tighter as if I would dissappear.
I turned around to face him. His feature slightly hidden into the darkness from my eyesight. I put my finger on his face delicately, it was almost as if I was afraid of breaking him.
I pressed a soft lingering kiss to his lips. "It's okay to cry." I whispered. "I know you're just as scared as me. What you're doing is dangerous and you can get hurt."
I didn't know what I was saying truthfully. Taehyung kissed me and turned around, his back now facing me.
I wasn't sure if I should talk some more or let it be, and eventually I ended up hugging him for comfort.
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