JJungkооk

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Sometimes it seems like every step is a mistake.

For Jungkook, this had become the norm over the past month: he thought that the chains were not on Taehyung's hands, who was sitting in his apartment, but on himself, from the very day he decided to hide the younger one.

At first, he thought it was a game. Kidnap a fugitive and then sell him to those who needed him, who kept searching, hoping to one day even peek into this apartment. But Jungkook… couldn't do it anymore.

Connected.

"I keep wondering what to do with you," Chon's quiet, cracked voice echoes in the dim light of the kitchen they've shared. "Kill you or sell you? Your head's still worth too much."

"Isn't there an option for me to stay?" Taehyung asks hoarsely, raising his tired but defiant eyes. "Am I really just a commodity to you? Even though you hide me like that, even though you sleep with me..."

“You’re the problem,” Chon interrupts.

"Funny," a grin spread across the younger man's lips. "Then you clearly don't know how to solve problems, since you haven't done anything about it yet. Just kill me and be done with it," he says, his voice resolute and bitter.

"You're used to it too, aren't you?" His black eyes looked at the problem with pain. "You're used to me kissing you in the morning, hugging you like you belong to me, cooking for me? I'm used to that, too."