Sᴛᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs Sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ
•ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀᴛ•
A/n: This is just a fanfic. Don’t take anything seriously;
It’s my own imagination and not related to real-life people or anything....
I’m not offending anyone or anything. This is just fiction... Enjoy the story! If it's good.
The stage lights were blinding.
The stage lights glowed warmly as the music played,
A lively crowd watching the performance with excitement
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
Tsk!
*Checked his watch again.*
The small venue buzzed with low chatter,
scattered applause, nothing impressive enough to hold his attention.
He wasn’t here for the show anyway.
A simple errand. Yet the person he was supposed to meet was late.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
That's so cool~
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
(The one who dragged him inside the venue, out of nowhere)
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
(Instead of waiting outside like a normal persons.)
Only a few minutes remained before the concert or show;
whatever it is! ended.
Taehyung barely cared.
Until the music 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝.
The boy performing under the lights moved with effortless.
Dance steps, smooth turns, and a 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝 voice that carried through the entire hall.
A blue silk shirt clung to his slim frame, tucked neatly into black pants.
Under the lights, the fabric shimmered softly.
𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐭.
Too pretty for his own good.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*took another sip of the whiskey, gaze never leaving the stage.*
The way the boy’s body shifted with the rhythm.
The expressions that flashed across his face.
The soft ~smile he gave to 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.
Taehyung’s fingers curled slowly around the armrest of his seat.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*clicked his tongue. Still, he kept watching*
On stage, the idol suddenly ran across the platform, 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. happily.
Taehyung didn’t know the situation-but his own lips curled up at the 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 sight.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
You’ve been staring for 15 minutes.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*leaned in, squinting*
Are you smiling?
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
Does it bother you?
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*said darkly, still watching the stage*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*confused*
A little~ *said honestly*
Taehyung couldn’t care less about the comment.
His attention was completely locked on the boy dancing under the lights.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
"Not bad… 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 Boy"
*murmured under his breath*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*Stared at him* (´｀;) ？
Who tf are you talking to-
Jimin, slightly tipsy, stared for a moment,
Then suddenly made a small "O" with his mouth as if he realized something.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
So that’s what caught your attention.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*Tore his gaze away from the stage and looked at him*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
What is it now?
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
"cuz you don’t usually look at people like that"
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
"… Then don’t look at me. It's not ur business."
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
<(｀^´)>
The idol was bowing now, glittering lights falling like stars behind him.
For a moment… Taehyung just watched.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*stood up*
"…Let’s go."
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
Are you sure? *smirks*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*shot him a glare*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
Keep talking like that, and I’ll leave you there alone.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
Yahh, wdym I'm not a kid! 😒
Jimin leaned against the metal railing, one hand loosely gripping it
While watching his brother with quiet amusement.
Taehyung’s attention had been completely stolen by the stage.
Taehyung had been lost in his thoughts when something suddenly clicked in his mind.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*Expression hardened.*
We need to find him.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*blinked, then rolled his eyes with a sigh*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
Alright.
•ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ•
They moved far away, stepping through narrow corridors.
Passing half-closed creepy rooms.
Taehyung’s patience thinned with every second
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
"Where the hell is he…"
Then the lights flickered. Suddenly.
Something heavy, crashed nearby.
A sharp cry from one of their guards echoed from the darkness.
Then everything went black.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*voice dropped to a whisper*
"… Taehyung...? "
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
"… 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 is a trap."
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*Jaw clenched*
His eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness, already scanning the space.
They didn’t know who. But the situation was clear.
They were surrounded. Sounds of footsteps shifted in the shadows.
Jimin’s muscles tensed, but panic never reached his face.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*said quietly, already reaching for something heavy nearby*
His fingers closed around an iron rod resting against a crate.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*didn't hesitate*
The man collapsed instantly.
Another came. Then another. Too many.
Bodies surrounded them like a closing wall.
Metal rang. Fists struck. Someone groaned.
Taehyung moved like someone... who had done this a thousand times.
Precise.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
AHH- shìt!
One of the attackers suddenly drove a punch straight into Jimin’s torso.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*Gasped, before kicking the man back out of pure reflex*
Taehyung saw it. And his expression darkened instantly.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
JIMIN! *voice cut through the chaos*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
𝐑𝐮𝐧 to the hideout. Take the car.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*Shook his head immediately*
No. I’m not leaving you-
Taehyung grabbed the attacker by the collar and,
Slammed him to the ground before snapping back at Jimin.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
"For 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐅𝐯𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 listen."
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
"You’ll slow me down. 𝐆𝐨."
*Voice dropped, colder*
Jimin hesitated. Just for a second.
Then he knew. Taehyung had already decided.
With a frustrated breath, he grabbed the keys from Taehyung’s pocket.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
I’m coming back for you.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ (ᴛᴀᴇ's ʙʀᴏ)
*said through clenched teeth, before running*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
(watched him disappear into the darkness.)
Only after he was gone did he finally turn back toward the men surrounding him.
His grip tightened around the iron rod.
Nearly twenty minutes later, the fight finally died down.
Taehyung had taken many of them down.
But numbers always won in the end.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
Ahh.. *groans in pain*
His back slammed against the cold concrete as four men surrounded him,
A kick landed in his ribs. another on his shoulder.
Blood slid from the corner of his lip,
Staining the collar of his white shirt a deep red.
Still… Taehyung’s eyes burned. 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧.
Thug
Boss said, make sure he doesn’t walk anymore.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*Spat blood to the side and gave them a crooked smirk*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
"Your boss…" *rasped, voice hoarse but steady* …is already 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
He just doesn’t know it yet.
A brutal kick slammed into his ribs again.
This time a low grunt escaped him. But still-no scream.
One of the men. crouched beside him, grabbing his collar.
Thug
We’re not here for you.
*sneered*
Thug
𝐊𝐢𝐦 is the one we want to teach a lesson.
Someone
Throw this somewhere. If he survives-
Someone
He can crawl back and cry to his master.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*Eyes sharpened dangerously*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*clenched his fists weakly*
"Insolent bastards…"
The men burst into laughter.
Thug
Listen to him, *mocked* Thinks he’s some movie hero.
Two men suddenly grabbed his arms, pinning him down.
Before Taehyung could react- a sharp sting pierced the side of his neck.
His eyes snapped toward the man holding a syringe. Cold liquid spread into his veins.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
"𝗬𝗼𝘂-" *voice came out rough*
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
You 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐲 …
His vision blurred as the hallway began spinning slowly.
Still, even as his strength drained, his eyes stayed locked on them.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
This… isn’t over.
The words barely escaped his lips.
His head dropped forward. Darkness swallowed everything.
•ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ~•
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*Yawns*
Hyungie… Can't I just leave by myself? 📲
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
"Please… it’s boring just waiting here…"
sᴇᴏᴋ-ᴊɪɴ
𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤! 💢 This damn traffic is terrible... 📲
sᴇᴏᴋ-ᴊɪɴ
Something crashed into a freaking truck.
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*Grips the phone*
"Are… are you alright?"
sᴇᴏᴋ-ᴊɪɴ
Aish, don’t worry, baby.
sᴇᴏᴋ-ᴊɪɴ
I’ll be there in a few hours. & you 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 go anywhere!? It’s already past 11:30. 📲
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*pouted*
"hmph... I won’t go anywhere. …"
sᴇᴏᴋ-ᴊɪɴ
*sighs softly* Did you eat?
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
Yes!! Now hurry up and come here.
sᴇᴏᴋ-ᴊɪɴ
Good. Just stay there.
*ended the call*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*sighed and slipped his phone back into his pocket*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*Leaning against the car, drummed his fingers boringly on the armrest.*
The one who had just finished performing on stage earlier that night.
After hours of dancing and singing, his body felt completely drained.
He was supposed to leave for his hometown tonight during the short break.
But now he was stuck in the empty parking lot with piles of luggage,
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
(the cool breeze brushed past him, making him scrunch his nose)
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*blinked hard, trying to push away the sleep creeping into his eyes*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
Ya, Jeon Jungkook… don’t fall asleep here… （；￣Д￣）
His eyes wandered across the dim parking lot. It was mostly empty,
Only a few trash bins and stacked cardboard boxes sitting in the shadows.
Then his throat suddenly felt dry. Of course.
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
Is there’s any convenience store nearby…
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*Frowned and glanced at his luggage*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
I can't just stay here and suffer.
He carefully scanned the spot where his luggage was placed,
Memorizing it before jogging off toward a nearby store.
Jungkook returned, clutching a cold bottle of water and a small bag of snacks.
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*gulped down half the water in one go*
The cool liquid soothed his dry throat instantly.
Then, he rubbed his tired eyes.
Suddenly, a faint noise echoed nearby.
The sound had come from somewhere near the trash bins.
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*grip tightened around the water bottle*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*His exhaustion forgotten for a second*
The sound had come from near weak and pained.
Somehow... it made him concerned.
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*Hesitated, but also feel uneasy*
Curiosity, and maybe leftover adrenaline from performing earlier, Pushed him forward
He slowly crept closer, squinting into the shadows-
A man was slumped against the cardboard boxes.
His expensive suit was torn and stained with blood, his face bruised,
Yet somehow… still ridiculously handsome.
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
Omo-! *gasped, rushing forward without thinking*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
Hey-! Are you okay?!
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
(What kind of psycho beats someone up like this 💢…?)
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
(Then dumped him here like a broken mannequin beside the trash?!)
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*Crouched beside the stranger, panic rising*
Taehyung’s eyelids fluttered weakly, vision swimming.
The last thing he expected to see when he forced his eyes open-
was a pretty boy with wide, worried eyes hovering over him like some kind of angel.
His head throbbed violently. It wasn't clear.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*Slurred, blood sliding from his split lip*
they… back…
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*quickly looked around the empty parking lot*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*confused* 🐰… They?? Who?
He turned back to the stranger.
Even beaten up like this, the man still looked unfairly good.
Taehyung barely registered the words. His head felt like it was splitting open.
The drug burned through his veins, making everything heavy and distorted.
But at the same time, he hated looking this pathetic in front of a stranger.
ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ
*His eyelids drooped again as he stared at the boy in front of him*
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ
*was still staring at him cluelessly.*
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