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moodybunnyxd · 6 years ago

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Twisted Mind || Yandere!Taehyung x Reader ||

[ Taehyung x Reader ] || One-shot ||

Yandere AU!

Description: No one could be as heinous as him. He was the replica of Satan himself. He sees violence as his weapon, enemies as his barrier and you as his prize. Things work differently from his perspective, for he has a twisted mind.

A/N: Helloooo! This is my first time to write here on Tumblr! And as you can see, I picked a yandere theme for a start! ^^ Yandere themes are one of my favorite genre of story xD And ooooh, look who I chose for the role~ Interested? I see. Then what are you waiting for? You can read the story now! Oh, and, thank you for reading in advance! I hope you’ll like it!

Word Count: 7,299 words.

"I am Kim Taehyung."

Wha--...What...?

Your heart strated beating faster as panic swirls in you. Hands turning cold the moment those four words reached your ears, you loosen your tight grip on the gun; making it fall to the ground. Your breathing became uneven as your brain processed everything.

"I don't--...I don't understand everything..."

His footsteps started getting near while you on the other hand, backed away in fear. You were shaking and that thought alone made you sick inside. It made you furious that he can visibly see you fearing his presence.

"Oh darling, you don't have to understand anything..."

Sharp intake of breaths and his footsteps were the only sound that resonated through the dark alley; in which the place where he dragged you against your will. As he came closer with only few feet away from you, tears brimmed in your eyes and fear was eating you up. You were hyperventilating, hands shaking terribly as they made their way to cover your ears. You want to hear nothing but complete silence, not even the steps of the monster that was after you. Your eyes were closed tightly, tears spilling from them, then came streaming down your cheek.

It was him. It was him all along! The one that caused nightmares, the one that sent terrors to the deaths of each and every innocent person that he laid his eyes on; mistaking them for being his prey, for being his rival that has connections with his possession --as he claims it-- for at least 3 months. 3 freaking months! And sadly, it was your reality. It was your turn to feel the horror that was brought upon his previous late love interests. Yes, late.

Your eyes shot open as you felt the touch on your head that belonged to the twisted man in front of you. His deep and resonant voice ringed in your ears as the next words rolled off his tongue.

"...Just know that you're mine, that's all."

"Come in."

As your answer was registered through the other side of the door, a familiar face peeped into the room before allowing himself to freely enter your office. As he carefully closed the door, you noticed that he was dressed in casual clothes that consists of plain white shirt, denim jacket, that goes in blend with his knee-cut jeans. In his hands are two paper bags --in which you assumed are food-- as he places it on your table. Your eyes travelled to his face as you were met with his adorable grin that represented those of the rabbit's. His eyes glimmered in joy upon seeing you the moment he stepped in and that alone made you smile at the thought.

"Mr. Jeon...uh, take a seat." You then gestured to the seat in front of your table. "Uhm, your follow-up appointment is already done. Not to be rude but, what are you still doing here?"

The male in front of you chuckled as he sat down. Hearing that made you feel pleased. Time really does fly so fast, huh?

He ran his hand through his soft hair as he let out another smile which seemed to grew wider than before. "C'mon, drop the formality; we're friends! Hmm, I guess you still haven't eaten something, so why not bring you food?"

A light-hearted laugh escaped your lips. "Thank you, Jungkook-ah." Your eyes then scanned his figure; noticing some few changes physically.

"Hm, I see you've been doing well just by looking at you."

"Well, it's because of you who took care of me. I swear those anti-depressants that you gave were really killing me." He let out a snicker as a flashback played in his mind. "Back then, I almost wanted to escape from here."

"Hey, at least you got better..." As you trailed off, your eyes then flashed a look of pain as memories flooded your brain. "If it wasn't for those...you'd still be here, in that same condition as before."

A hand rested on your shoulder. It's grip tightened and you can tell how worried he was as he saw your pained expression. "Yah. Don't be like that. I'm fine now due to our sessions, remember?"

"...Yeah. You're right."

Silence then took its place. It wasn't a disturbing nor an unsettling one; it was a comforting silence that engulfed you two. The scribbling of your pen and ticking of the clock was the only sound that was heard inside your room. You were quite immersed in your work that you haven't even looked up to Jungkook as he asked you a question.

"So, what have you been doing these past 7 weeks while I was discharged from here, besides having follow-up appointment with me?"

By his question, a sudden wave of anxiousness washed over you. You didn't notice it, but as you drew your attention on him, you saw how his expression dropped that caused you to think of how you reacted to his question. You massaged your head as you wanted to ease the throbbing pain away.

Turning back to him, you smiled faintly as you say the words. "It was hectic here...especially when one of my patients got out of this hospital."

"How's it going now?"

"Not so good." You said as you pulled out a newspaper out of the drawer then looked at it's content. Just reading it makes you so stressed. "According to our guards, they saw him going for his escape and tried to get him back, but all of that were in vain. He managed to break his way out; without leaving any traces of himself. He's currently being searched by our search team together with some cops."

A sigh escaped your lips. "Few weeks ago, he had become a dangerous patient of mine. He's out of control, as if he wants some bloodshed, as if he's having bloodlust." Every word that came out sent shivers down your spine. You feared this kind of situation, especially if it means risking the safety of others.

"Until one day, he was not seen in his room. He escaped. His room was a mess, scribbling on the walls were there saying about his revenge and all."

Jungkook felt like he was splashed with cold water upon hearing your words. He knew you weren't joking, not in this kind of matter. Yet what scared him the most was your last words.

"But what gave us goosebumps are his two assigned nurses...lying on the ground, surrounded by the pool of their own blood."

You felt like vomiting by just remembering the scene. Their necks are snapped in a different angle and were lacerated by a knife lying near the nurses, with blood pouring badly out of them. Numerous stabs were spotted from their bodies, some are even worse than the others. Some of their flesh are already cut wide open; it's almost like you can see their organs. From the looks of it, they were tortured to death.

As the stomach churning memory ran through your brain, you didn't notice how your hands were trembling. They became cold in an instant and you felt as if they were numb. Your chest feels heavy as you take deep breaths to calm yourself down. Jungkook noticed this and tried to calm you too. He rubbed your arm repeatedly in hopes of making yourself feel better.

"Y/N, everything will be alright. Whoever that patient of yours is, I'm sure they'll find that person soon."

You chewed your bottom lip; the anxious feeling never leaving your chest. Your heart was beating fast, yet you still managed to put up your stoic expression to the best you could. "Thanks for the encouraging words, Kookie."

In response, Jungkook pouted his lips. "Kookie? New nickname for me?"

"Well, you just called me by my first name, so might as well give you a nickname."

"Kookie, what do you mean you're gonna be late?" You tapped your fingers repeatedly on the table as you waited for an answer on the other line on the phone.

"Well, turns out, there's a heavy traffic here..."

"Aiish. I knew this would happen." You sighed for what seem to be the millionth time. "Just get here, will you?"

"Uhh, about that...I think we should just...you know, change place?"

"What?!" By this time, glances from the other customers at the restaurant were directed to you. As you tried to maintain your composure, you bit the inside of your cheek; not wanting to attract more creeped out gazes from others. "Okay. Tell me where."

As he told you the location, you immediately walked your way out of the resto, driving to the place where he wants you to meet up.

Ever since the day he went to your office, you two became closer. Though you still prioritized the thought of being just a psychologist to him, he still managed to crawl his way into your heart, but not in a romantic way, you tell yourself. He keeps on getting you accompanied by himself, he manages to put a smile on your face, and he keeps you entertained by his antics. He was much more different than his depressed self. His dull eyes, stoic expression, pale face and his problems were the reasons that drove you to do your best to cure him, to give him therapies and medicines that will help him through his suffering; just like what you do to your other patients too. And by the results, you were more than satisfied. You were ecstatic to see him back to his normal self, that he was able to see light from the darkness he's been in.

And so, here you are now, instead of using your free time to get some plenty rest as possible, you were driving your way to the place Jungkook told you to go to. Though tiredness seemed to be eating your system up, you still pushed the feeling away in order to get to your destination on time. You pressed harder on the gas pedal, steering your wheel to your left, shifting gears, then finally parking up in front of a café. Realizing it was the one that you really wanted to go to for a long time now --if it weren't for your packed schedule-- your mouth was slightly hanging open, look of disbelief written on your face. It took you a few seconds before finally having the courage to step out from the car and heading inside the café shop.

As you walked your way inside, you easily spotted Jungkook occupying a table not far from the entrance door. You quickly approached him, greeting him in the process. "Yah, did I make you wait?"

"No, not at all. Sit down, I have something to tell you."

You sat down as you crossed your arms and narrowed your eyes at him. "And what is that supposed to be? I hope it's something good."

"Unfortunately, it's not." His hand made its way on his nape as he rubbed it sheepishly. "Have you heard the news?"

Curiosity began to form in your gut as you leaned your elbows on the table. "News? About what?"

"News about the killings. There has been a lot of killings lately, and according to the news, it seems that one person only did it."

"How come?"

"By how the victims were killed." Jungkook's voice faltered as he said the words. Fear is evident from his tone of speaking. "It is said that all of the victims have the same spot for their cuts, there were incisions, and some are...even losing few of their organs." By now, you can see how frightened Jungkook is. His lips were trembling, hands gripping the edge of the table tightly that his knuckles turned white.

You, on the other hand, weren't getting his point. Though you're fully aware of yourself that you haven't been listening intently --but still trying to understand what he was saying-- you still can't get it. Dang this drowsiness of mine. What does this have to do with you? Where is he going with this? "Don't get mad or anything but...what's exactly your point?"

He clicked his tongue upon hearing your question. "My point is, I want you to be careful, okay? Especially these days. I don't know if he's targeting for a specific person or, --who knows?-- if he's just starting a random killing spree...It's just that, we don't know if that killer is ready to attack or not." He then sighed deeply as he looked at you with those eyes that are full of worry.

You sat there completely out of words. Is he really that concerned? Wow. You didn't expect this meeting to go this way. Silence lingered in the air as you tried to think of a response. "I--...I, uh. Okay...?"

"Yah. Take this seriously."

"Okay, okaaay. I'll be careful. So, now can we order?"

"Y/N! Why-- Why are you here...?"

"You forgot your tupperware at my office the last time you visited, genius. Here, I'm giving it ba--"

"Aiish!"

You noticed it. How can you not? It's obvious just by one look at him. Dark circles under his eyes, pale skin, droopy eyes, it's like he didn't get any sleep at all! "Kookie, you look terrible. What happened?"

"Nothing --I'll take that-- now go home."

"Kookie, you don't look good. C'mon, is something bother--"

"I said nothing so go home...!" He whisper-yelled.

It was unusual of him to act like this. Jungkook was far from that. Were you too pushy? Maybe you disturbed him? Yes, he's a human and it's normal for him to act like that, but it still won't erase the fact that it worries you. He seems anxious about something, which troubles you, but what could it be? He said it last week that everything's stable for him, so what's the acceptable reason for him to be behaving like this?

"Y/N, please...go home. It's not safe for you here, remember what I said at the café shop?"

"Jungkook, I don't understand what's happening here. First of all, it's 4:04 pm. What kind of danger that could be lurking around at this kind of hour?"

He suddenly gripped both of your shoulders, shaking you a bit. "Anything! Now, listen to me. Turn around and go on your way home."

"No." You refused firmly. A stern and cold look displayed on your features. "You're acting completely different and I wanna know why."

"That killer is near around here!" That simple whisper became the loudest thing you ever heard.

Your ears are fooling you, right? Jungkook's just kidding with you. "Are you joking me?"

"Why would I joke with this, Y/N? I'm telling the truth!" Without wasting any time, he swiftly dragged you inside his house and he closed the door.

"He's here, Y/N...! He already found his next victim...!"

You shook your head at him; seeing his words unbelievable. "But, Jungkook...this is a subdivision. A secured one at that. How would someone dangerous like him enter this place?"

"He has his ways! Y/N, please believe me..."

As his pleading fell into your ears, something inside you made you doubt. Was Jungkook really okay within these past few days? Come to think of it, he didn't pay any visit at my office a couple of days ago... You looked at him again, uncertainty swims at your [E/C] orbs as you stare at his own chocolate brown ones that reflects a great amount of fear at this moment. You reached out for his arms, rubbing them soothingly as you tried to calm him down. "Kookie, please. Tell me what happened to you on the days you weren't visiting me. I need to know."

Hesitation and as well as agitation was written on Jungkook's face. His attention was drawn upon you, confused eyes staring at yours. He took a deep breath as he gathered his courage to tell you what perturbed him within the last few days.

"I saw him last night sitting by my window. He was here."

"Kookie, open the door!" You shouted as you knocked at his bedroom door; cries could be heard inside. His place was a mess. Everything was trashed with the tables upside down, broken vase, some papers lying around that makes the place barely recognizable.

As the cries got unbearably intolerable, your face twisted into a painful expression. The thought of not being able to help him disturbs you. The more you hear him cry, the strong the urge to break down the door gets. You twisted the doorknob in a fast manner only to find it locked. As much as you hated it, you resorted to your last option. Stepping back, you gathered enough strength and at a high speed, you lifted up your leg and kicked the door hardly. This went on for a few times before the door went down.

There he was, sitting on his bed, with his knees pressed near to his body while his hands are gripping his hair tightly. Tears that were streaming down his face seemed endless, each tear came rolling down his chin, then drenching his shirt. His lips were quivering like those of a kid who just got his lollipop stolen. His eyes that are closed tightly, unknown to you, held so much panic that no one would ever think he could have. His eyes that served as his soul's window, always displayed a set of stars, or rather a sea of stars that by this time, turned into an empty, dull orbs that no longer glistens, as his fear clouded his mind and vision. At this, your heart broke into pieces that almost brought tears to your eyes.

As you approached him by seating on his bed in front of him, you immediately engulfed him by your comfortably tight hug. His cries didn't die down, instead it only got worse as his shoulders tremble with each and every cry of him. You cupped his face in your hands, wiping his tears with your thumbs while he holds your arms. "Kookie, Kookie...shh...don't cry..."

Your eyes examined his figure. From his tear-stained face to his drenched shirt, your vision travelled lower until your eyes landed on his wrists which has suspiciously red marks. Even his neck has one too; a hand-shaped red mark encircling his neck to be exact.

Then it clicked.

Your head snapped up immediately upon the realization; your whole being mortified by what you saw. Was he...

"Jungkook." You looked into his eyes firmly; demanding for answers. "Who did this to you?"

Just then, Jungkook flinched as you ran your fingers over his red marks. His eyes showed terror, mouth slightly open as he tried to look for words. "...Y-Y/N...I--"

"Answer. Me." Your eyes dangerously flashed a look of anger, or maybe it was beyond than that as you saw how Jungkook cowered at your sight. It hurt you to see him like that. But then you concluded that it hurts even more to know that someone had dared to lay a finger on him, your patient; your friend. "Tell me and we'll take a legal action against that. This is more than absurd! No one has the right to choke you and tie your wrists!"

As you snapped at this revelation of abusive act against him, he felt himself on the verge of crying. The cruelty he had received changed his life bit by bit. And it's because of that guy. Yes, he wants to take a legal action about it too. He was scared for life...but then, if he does that...Y/N will be dragged in this. I can't let it happen!

"Kookie, tell me who did this..." You held his hand tightly; reassuring him that everything will be alright. "Don't be afraid to speak up."

...Sorry, but I can't, Y/N.

He only shook his head and stared at your eyes. Silence enveloped you two and you were left there shocked. You don't get it quite right. You were dazed by his response. As your eyes were getting clouded by your tears, you somehow saw Jungkook lowered his head and slowly, he leaned his head at your shoulder; much to your surprise. Tears finally spilled down your cheeks as you felt the fabric of your shirt near your neck get drenched by his tears. You took a deep breath as you tried maintaining your composure, only letting Jungkook be the one crying at that moment.

He took a few deep breaths before finally having the courage to speak up; telling you his thoughts. "Y/N...I'm sorry if as your patient, I can't cooperate with the things you ask right now. Things are confusing and at the same time dangerous..." He bit his lower lip; anxiousness swirling inside him. "I can't risk on letting you be in danger." His soft and mild words reached your ears; indicating he was more than afraid of whatever is happening with him. Yes, you were scared knowing that it was risky, but it's the same case with him. You can't just ditch him and let himself be hurt with your own selfishness. It's just not right.

"I won't know how dangerous it is if you don't tell me." You reasoned while stroking his hair.

Suddenly, Jungkook lifted his head hastily; eyes glistening in fear. "You-- You don't understand...! He's quite-- He's quite dangerous! He's too dangerous for you...!"

He was shaking. Sweat dripping down his forehead, his ragged breaths, his tight grip on your arms; it all revealed his hysteria. It had a great impact on him; you knew it. But little did you know that his last words will cause you to feel the same.

"He's after you, Y/N...!"

You woke up to another silent night. Only silence lingered around; almost deafening you. As you looked out of the window, you saw the moon above shining brightly; its calming light illuminating your room you were sleeping in. Your mind wondered how many days it has been since you moved in together with Jungkook, how many days it has been since his nightly screams that would instantly jolt you up, making you scramble on your feet towards his room. It was quite tiring yet, you didn't regret it as it was your job as his psychologist to check up on him and ensure his safety and well-being. Or was it human nature as his friend?

You sighed and closed your eyes. As you shake off all the negative thoughts that were starting to invade your mind, you stood up and headed to the kitchen to get some glass of water. Silently, you walked down the corridor with your light footsteps, hands fiddling the hem of your shirt, until you passed by Jungkook's bedroom. A sudden thought crossed your mind. He hasn't been screaming for some time now, has he?

You walked towards his door, slowly reaching for the doorknob. For some reason, you can't get why you're having this kind of bad feeling. Your heart was pounding hard against your chest; cold sweat rolled down your forehead. Your breath hitched in your throat; hands becoming numb in an instant. Still, you brushed it off, thinking that maybe he finally got a peaceful sleep. The little debate inside your head went on for a minute before deciding to see it for yourself. As you came in contact with the cold metal that would open to the other side of the door, you slowly twisted it; gently pushing it open, only to meet an empty bed with disheveled blanket and pillows set aside. With that, you went downstairs in hopes of finding him there; whether it may be in the bathroom or kitchen, anywhere inside the house.

As you wandered around, you listened carefully in case there are some sounds that would resonate inside. You checked every room; bathroom, living room, dining area, kitchen, patio, but there are still no traces of him. By this, your heart was hammering inside non-stop, faster than it was before. Quick breaths of yours ringed in your ears, worst scenarios playing inside your head. You checked every room again, maybe 3 times more than you remembered, until you broke down in the kitchen; tiring yourself of thinking where he could be. As your eyes scanned your surroundings, something caught your eyes on something stuck on the fridge. You went to read it; peeling off the sticky note.

Y/N, sorry for going out without telling you. I just can't help to not disturb your peaceful slumber. If ever you're reading this, you can find me in this address.

[Written address]

Once you finished reading the note, you immediately changed into your casual clothes and went out; heading towards the address given in it. Cool breeze meets your skin; sending shivers down your spine. It was peculiar, especially for you who liked cool wind. The feeling was off.

Way off to your liking.

With that, you walked faster; your mind driving you crazy to the point that you almost ripped your hair off your head due to frustration. Your hands were trembling even though you tried to tell yourself that Jungkook's alright, as proven by the note. Or so you thought.

Your legs brought you in front of a mini-grocery store; making your brows furrowed. What baffled you is that the store is closed; with no signs of someone working inside as all the lights inside were off. Even the sign read 'Sorry, we're closed'. You looked around searching for the male; eyes frantically scanning everywhere. You walked around the area when a sudden sound reached your ears. From what you could tell, it came from a dark alley. Curiosity got the best of you as you started walking slowly towards the alley. Perhaps you may have not heard of the saying...

'Curiosity killed the cat'

Which led you to your doom.

A hand suddenly grabbed you by your arm; yanking you to the dark place that became an advantage for him to hide his identity. Yes, you could tell that it was a man that pulled you just by his strength. It was no lie that he was much stronger than you as he covered your mouth to prevent you from screaming; his other hand grabbing both of your wrists from behind. You felt as though the hands of darkness were creeping upon you. Your eyes widen at what's happening. Every touch of him sent chills to the bones which you fought with all your might. You struggled from his grip as he continued to bring you to the deeper place in the alley. As you tried to get out from his hold, you felt something near from his pocket. A gun. You stealthily grabbed it; not making it obvious by moving more to be free from his hands.

As you were brought in an illuminated area which you assumed is a 'dead end', he let you go far away from the escape route with him blocking the way. You concluded he was an armed man with a gun that you got from his gun holder earlier and a knife from his pocket. A sinister smile crept up from his lips; paralyzing you at the moment.

"Y/N...I knew you would come."

Wait...his voice sounded so familiar...could it be?

"Huh? Weren't you happy to see me? Say something."

No, no, no! That couldn't be him! Just no!

"Y/N—"

"Come in to the light." Your voice sounded so demanding when those words slipped out, though your expression contradicted. It showed fear and terror just by looking into your eyes. So contrasting; much to your displeasure.

With a little help from the moon above, you could see his figure, but still not enough to identify the face. You saw him tilt his head from your words as if he was mocking you; which really worked to say the least.

"I said come in to the light. Show yourself." You once again said, this time adding more firmness in each word. Your hands balled into fists as you tried to repress both your anger and fear; not wanting to let the mysterious guy know that you are scared from his presence.

"If you say so."

The guy slowly stepped forward; bathing himself from the moonlight. As the moon shone upon him, his eyes glinted in an unidentifiable expression as he looked at you hardly that could pierce right through your soul. His aura locked you in place. It was a menacing one making your blood run cold. You knew something was up and that was proved when he fully stepped out from the dark. His face that barely showed emotion; almost blank, was horrifyingly creepy as it could be. It gave you goosebumps; not to mention it made you feel colder than before. The equal shadow and light that adorned his face greatly added an effect in increasing his menacing presence which made you cower because of him.

Pathetic. You thought as you gritted your teeth in anger.

As you glared at him, you slowly realized why he sounded so familiar.

That face.

That voice.

That stare.

They were all so familiar to you that you trembled in fear. It's him. It's definitely him.

Your lips quivered in fear as you registered everything. "Wai— Wait...No...It's impossible, it can't be you...!" Tears formed in your eyes; finally slapped by the realization. "You can't be him...You— You can't be Kim Taehyung...!"

"But I am Kim Taehyung."

You felt your whole world stop as those words sink in your brain. He was the one that Jungkook was talking about, the killer that everyone feared. His doings spread immediately all over the entire news, each and every day his number of victims killed grew more. This was what you feared for in the first place. You knew he had the ability to kill, to commit murder, to take someone's life like it was just a candy stolen from a baby. But then what you feared for the most was his ability to make someone's death look like a suicide. By that, you knew what you had to do. It's now or never.

Slowly as you can ever be, you tried to reach your hand out for him; the thought of his skin touching yours plays in your mind that gives chills through your bones. Your lips were trembling as you attempted to speak out, "...Okay...Tae-- Taehyung..." You started, "I guess...we had a ba-- bad start, but hey, it's me, Dr. L/N Y/N..."

He didn't back away nor moved closer near your touch. He just stood there completely still; observing every movements you made. "You-- You remember me, right...? What do you say if-- if we head back to the hospital and--"

"What do you think I am, a fool?" His attention went onto your hands and slapped them away harshly. He was digging holes in your head by those burning glare of his. "We're going back to that hospital, and what? Lock me in there again? Like I was your prisoner or something?!"

You flinched at his outburst. His hands were now gripping your arms tightly making you wince. "Well doctor, not a chance." He shoved you away forcefully as his rage got the best of him. "Do you have any idea how much I've endured staying in there not seeing you? Do you even know how I longed to have your presence beside mine? Do you?!" He ran a hand through his hair out of frustration, quick breaths could be heard from him. "You don't."

You were scared-- no, terrified of the person in front of you. He's like a complete different guy from the one you've had sessions with. He was aggressive, short-tempered that anytime soon, he could explode out of fury. His dilated eyes, gritting teeth and clenched jaw made it so obvious. "And that's why...I escaped from there. You know, I couldn't quite decipher that I would have the courage to do that; to leave you there alone...with him."

Him...?

From being hostile to being unfazed, you watched as he quickly changes his mood. It isn't too surprising for you though as you already encountered lots of patients with the same case. However, you, on the other half, were puzzled by his last words; confusion written on your face, with your brows furrowed. As Taehyung sees this, he mockingly tilts his head to his side for the second time. "Yes, him. I don't really know how...but I do get the feeling that he was somehow...getting quite attached to you."

He clicked his tongue, annoyed look etched on his features. Eyes glazing dangerously upon your figure, he continued to speak. "I knew I had to make a move, to make a warning for him. He was getting on my nerves...that I couldn't help myself to kill someone." A hellish chuckle escaped his lips, then twitching upwards forming a smirk. "Or should I say...some people?"

A gasp came out from you, your hands then covering your mouth due to shock, caused by the information you've heard. So it is true...He-- He was the one Jungkook was talking about this whole time!

Wai-- Wait, where is Jungkook?

By that thought, you somehow got a bit of courage to ask him the main reason why you came to that place. Is he the one responsible for Jungkook's disappearance? "...Where's Jungkook...?" You breathed out.

As his name was spoken out, he quickly lifted up a finger in the air to shush you right then and there. "Hey, hey, hey. I was just getting to his part." He closed his eyes and placed his hand on where his heart is, as his face showed a look of fake disappointment; clearly he wasn't even a tad bit entertained at the mention of his name, to be honest. "Aw, you just spoiled the surprise."

"Sur-- Surprise? What--"

Boom.

Your eyes widened; the whole thing was too much for you to handle. It felt like the realization was slammed right onto your face without you even knowing it. The look on your face made Taehyung crack a smile; a wicked smile for his satisfaction. It was like his hunger for your despair filled his empty, once craving stomach. A heinous human being indeed. "You finally got the gist."

"You-- You were talking about him...? Ju-- Jungkook?"

"Of course, who else?"

The once silent and eerie alley was disturbed by your shrill yells and cries. "So you were the one! You-- You were the one who tortured him! The one who mercilessly entered his house and gave him such petrifying nightmares! Ho-- How could you?!"

Despite your screaming, Taehyung paid no mind about it. Instead, he grabbed his pocket knife and played with it; his finger tracing the sharp edge, light enough not to cut his skin. "It was simple, sweetie. It was hatred...and,

Hatred is a beautiful thing when you know how to use it right."

Each words felt like sharp daggers piercing right through your heart and mind. You were losing your sanity, you couldn't control yourself. You were having a mental breakdown; eyes staring apprehensively to the male in front of you. From murdering people to torturing his fellow patient, you barely knew him, even though you're fully aware of what he's capable with. Regardless of those, you're still holding on to the lies that were swimming in your mind; believing that there's still a tinge of good and kindness within him, that he would snap out of it and realize what he has done.

As you drown yourself in your thoughts, Taehyung's deep voice cut through your own senses; snapping you back to reality. "That hatred is what I used as a weapon against Jungkook. And you were right," A devilish chortle came from his mouth, eyes glinting in mischief. "I was the one who tormented him and his pathetic, little mind. Lucky him, I didn't even give my best shot yet. Maybe next time, what do you say, hm? And I'll gladly let you be his audience when that happens."

As each word reached your ears, anguish and madness filled you up. "Stop! You're lying...! This isn't happening...Thi-- This isn't real!" You aggressively wiped the newly formed tears in your eyes before they fall down your cheeks. Your mind was overdriven by the events in which you have no control of. "Stop this nonsense! Tell me where Jungkook is and tell me who you really are!" At this point, you don't really care what might happen ahead as you just hastily raised his gun from under your clothes, pointing it at him and at him only. "Taehyung isn't like this! Taehyung isn't like you!"

His gaze hardened as he stared at your own figure. His eyes flickered dangerously in anger; patience currently running out fast. Drastically fast. But then, he decided to let it slip. A single thing like that isn't really his main priority when he was near in reaching his goal. He just have to make a way out of this little turbulence.

"But this is what I've become, Y/N. There's no changing that. I was born to be like this. I chose to be like this."

"I said stop! Don't you dare push me to my limit, or else I won't hesitate to pull the trigger."

As seconds passed by, Taehyung knew you were at the edge of your fury. Your determined eyes locked with his, with no signs of backing out. "Then go ahead. Pull the trigger." He closed his eyes and opened his arms wide open, as if he was accepting what was about to happen. "If you want Jungkook back, kill me."

Kill me...

Those words kept ringing inside your head. You couldn't believe the words he just spitted out. You tried to calm your shaking hands, focusing the gun on him. He said it himself, his death would mean you'll get Jungkook safely, but why weren't you pulling the trigger yet? Just why?

"See? You can't do it. You could never do it. You could never kill your patient."

And the painful truth struck you like a lightning through your heart. It kept you in your place, the gun in your hands pointed at him shakily. He was right. You could never kill a patient, you could never kill your own patient. You remained silent at the moment, like a muted person, while staring at him blankly with wide eyes.

"Please...please, bring Jungkook back...return the old Taehyung..." You let out a whimper, your pleads becoming a desperate call. Tears escaped your eyes as you choked on your own cries; words being spoken between sobs were barely recognizable as your own. Yet, he only stood there, like a statue, watching your own figure crumble upon his godly stance and sight; his spitefulness slowly builds up within him.

As his eyes bore into yours, he saw something. Something that made his hatred towards the missing male burn even more. And so, through his gritted teeth, he hissed in anger, "I am Kim Taehyung."

"Liar!"

Bang!

A loud gun shot resonated in the alley. Each echo sent a heart-pounding feeling through your nerves, giving you goosebumps. Your eyes were closed tightly, hands getting clammy as your breathing started getting a bit faster. There was no sound coming from him. Absolute silence surrounded you.

Oh-- Oh no...I-- I must've killed him!

With that thought in your mind, your eyes slowly opened. While you were adjusting your blurry vision caused by your tears, you let out a deep, unsteady breath you seemed to be holding in. As it gets clearer, time seemed to stop as the air got knocked out of your lungs. A heavy feeling in your chest started to spread as your muscles become numb; your whole body was against to what your brain was trying to tell. Your feet was glued to the ground, unable to move them as you were paralyzed at the moment.

"What an idiotic move."

Wha— What...?

A maniac giggle was heard after a minute of silence you fired the gun. As the time ticked by, you didn't know how to react anymore. Were you supposed to be happy that you didn't kill him? Or were you suppose to feel the opposite because you failed to get Jungkook back?

Your heart started beating faster as panic swirls within you. Hands turning cold the moment those four words reached your ears, you loosen your tight grip on the gun; making it fall to the ground. Your breathing became uneven as your brain processed everything.

And then it happened.

Fast like a lightning that tore the sky, you found it hard to breathe the second your eyes landed on his figure. He was suddenly in front of you with his eyes burning in fury. His fingers dug on your neck deeply, his palms suffocating your airway. Tears formed in your eyes as you tried to fight back; your arms were thrashing around him, desperate for freedom from his hands.

"You think you could get away from this easily?" He was seething with every words he spoke out. "You think you could get rid of me that easily?!"

As your vision was starting to be hazy, you used all your power that's left in you to push him hardly in order to get away from him. His touch still lingers on your neck as you coughed out from lack of oxygen. You were shaking, all of this were too much. Too much that it only made you mutter out the words. "I don't--...I don't understand everything..."

"Oh darling, you don't have to understand anything..."

Your eyes shot open as you felt the touch on your head that belonged to the twisted man in front of you. His deep and resonant voice ringed in your ears as the next words rolled off his tongue.

"...Just know that you're mine, that's all."

With his words, you were met with darkness.

A/N: And it’s done! Yes, I did leave an open ending for y’all. I wanna let you guys draw your own conclusions as to what happened to Jungkook, what happened to the reader and whatnot. I think it’s fun to let the reader have that, even for just once in a while xD Sooooo, with that I hope you liked reading this and enjoyed this one-shot! ^^

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