"If you think I get tired and let you go, you are wrong. I'll wait out here for days till you come out because I'm tired of missing you and being worried about you."
Taehyung smirked bitterly, he was so done that even Yoongi’s nice words couldn't warm his heart. For him nothing mattered in that moment, so without thinking or worrying about his hyung who was going to stay there all night, he walked towards his office so he could finish the project he was supposed to.
"Hey can you hear me? I'm gonna stay here all night and it's so cold I might catch a cold. You know I've got no one to take care of me and you know how bad I get sick so you better open this door!"
He wasn't hopeful but he didn't get any respond, in fact Yoongi was way too tired to be hopeful.
But yet he looked at the door hoping any second Taehyung would open the door and let him in instead of letting him stay in this cold but Yoongi had no idea just how much Taehyung had changed.
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"Code 406, case 103... Finally I'm getting what I want, only a couple of more steps to the final step of making the mother chip."
He looked at the recorder of his phone and continued.
"Just wait a little bit more Jimin, not long till I get those motherfuckers."
He clicked on save button and checked his recorded voice.
Every night that he came a bit closer to make his chip, he would record his voice and at the end of each record he would promise Jimin he would avenge him and kill all the people in connection to his murder in the worst way possible.
Taehyung wasn't thinking about anything but revenge, and this was beneficial for South Korea’s Intelligence and espionage organization to get closer to the chip they wanted.
Exactly three day after Jimin s' death, when Taehyung was in his coldest possible mood, the organisation sent an agent to his house to offer him a deal in making a weapon and gave him a barcode and a USB full of the information he needed to make the chip.
Instead they promised him the first use can be to take revenge and well who could stop a computer genius whose sadness and grief had taken him over and revenge was the only thing in his mind:
"I gotta make the chip".
His strange feeling after Jimin's death blinded Taehyung and he accepted it easily and now months after that night he was closer and closer to finish the project.
With his phone ringing, he looked at the clock showing 8 am.
He tiredly pushed his eyelids on each other, he didn't get surprised by the hours he sat behind his office desk working not realizing anything. He had so much in his mind that he even forgot Yoongi was still outside his house waiting to talk to him.
He frowned with his thick black eyebrows and finally answered Namjoon's call after couple of rings.
"He is outside."
"Are you kidding? You let him stay outside all night?"
Namjoon asked shocked and worried, although he knew the respond.
Taehyung wasn't the person he knew before Jimin's death. Namjoon thought he would exclude Yoongi but he wasn’t any different and this was simply pointless for Taehyung.
"I didn't ask him to come here and what happens behind my door is not related to me standing on the other side of it."
He said with a calm low voice.
Namjoon closed his tired eyes and leaned back to his chair.
"I don't even know you Taehyung, since when are you so cruel? The person you are talking about is Yoongi!"
Taehyung knew well who Yoongi was and what he had done for him but he was now too cold and cruel to care about anything rather than taking Jimin's revenge.
He was like a person who was hit repeatedly on the head with his eyes closed and now the only thing he could see was pure darkness.
Taehyung couldn't see anything except darkness that had taken over him.
Some nights he would think his soul has gone dark but this was only what he told himself.
Taehyung was just sad, sad for the love that ended without beginning, he didn't even get a chance to say those words lovers would say.
"If you are worried for him come and pick him up, there won't be any miracle even if he sits here for days."
Taehyungs bitter and annoying tone made Namjoon sad more than anything else. Not because of what he was hearing but because he knew Taehyung has changed and no one could help him but himself.
"I hope it isn’t too late when you remember what you said and turn toward us."
Namjoon said harshly and ended the call. Taehyung grinned sadly.
That pathetic feeling grown in him was obvious in his calm looking face.
He closed his eyes and leaned on the chair. Namjoon still had the most self-control even when he was desperately angry.
He knew he deserved way worse but he knew his hyungs too well.
He tidied his long beard and messy hair and stood up but once he stood up he felt dizzy and everything went black. He fell on the chair because of the dizziness he knew the reason well.
The headache he was baring for the past couple of months would pressure him too much sometimes, but Taehyung wasn't a person to care about his sleep or physical pain.
It was all because of the chip, months of constant working on the chip has weakened him. His headaches and insomnia for not eating, sleeping, or his nightmares had affected his mentality as well.
His dizziness was gone but he knew the feeling in his stomach was because of weakness and he had to eat something sweet.
He stood up slowly and walked towards kitchen and by boiling milk made some honey milk. Surely instead of coffee that would make his stomach feel worse, honey milk was a better solution.
He looked outside the kitchen. There was no sound from outside.
He thought Yoongi has probably left so he walked towards the main door and looked out the door, but he saw Yoongi sitting on the cold floor hugging his feet, he sighed and took a step back.
"Did you deserve to be bothered this much coz of me Hyung?!"
Yoongi couldn't hear Taehyung's guilty voice since Taehyung was whispering.
He walked towards his room to bring a blanket for Yoongi but when he came back he heard a sound. He walked towards the door and looked again.
Namjoon called Yoongi and shook him gently.
He put his hand on Yoongi s' frozen and colourless cheeks, all his face was cold and his body temperature was low.
Namjoon took his black jacket off and put it over the crumpled man by the door.
Taehyung had doubts about opening the door for his hyung but he knew now that it was too late and his presence and help wasn’t useful anymore.
"GOD... You two are the most stubborn people I've ever seen."
Namjoon said nagging and lifted Yoongi and took him to his parked car to take him to the hospital.
Taehyung span around himself, he was nervous and angry, he was tired of messing up every time acting the way he didn’t mean to act.
The only thing he was thinking about was how useless he was!
The feeling of guilt was breathing in him all the time and was trying to win him over just as he was born to be sad and loose everything he loved.
He couldn't think right, there was a lump in his throat again after months of choking on him.
He started walking around in the house. He was trying to calm his anger by taking deep breaths.
"Now isn't a time to fail you coward asshole, do you understand? You are not allowed to cry, you're not even allowed to have a lump in your throat otherwise I'll shoot you in the head myself!"
He directed his anger and shouts to himself. He was walking around talking to himself like crazy people would.
"If you break now it will be over, you shouldn't be week, Jimin wouldn't want you weak, if you disappoint him you've got nothing to continue for, do you understand?"
With his every decisive word he was injecting more pain to himself.
He couldn't breath, he held his shirt's collar and pulled down but it wouldn't give him enough space to breathe, angrily he ripped his shirt’s collar making his buttons fall on the floor with a small sound that was still annoying to him.
He took his shirt and throw it aside.
From under his jaw line to his chest was red because of all the pressure he put over his body to breath.
He walked to the kitchen and started messing up everything, he had to let out all that anger and there was no use of controlling it.
He took all the dishes out of the cabinet and throw them on the floor with all the anger that was slowly turning into tears, and would laugh hysterically after he broke each one.
As if he would be relieved when he made himself suffer, he didn't even have any audience except himself but he was talking loud to himself as if he wanted to make his poor soul and body understand what he was doing with his life.
"Do you see? Open your eyes and see you useless boy, look how broken you are like these pieces and are still breaking. You don't even deserve being loved. You don't deserve anything."
He took his coffee mug from the floor and throw it strongly to the wall, the mug shattered into pieces and fell all over the floor with a terrible sound.
"Look at me well! You broke like this too and couldn't do anything and let him die right in front of your eyes. You even ignored your promise to Tae Yeon. I hate you."
He kicked the chair hard, his snarled his teeth out of pain but careless of the pain in his ankle he continued kicking the chair. By pushing his dining table he made his vase fall off the table and break.
"I hate you asshole. I'm sick of you, you don't deserve a good life, why don't you just die and relieve everyone?"
His las sentence echoed loudly in his head, his heart broke even more because the way he saw himself.
How is it possible for someone to reach this point in his life to talk so hatefully about his own existence and judge himself with such a blaming look when he is not guilty of many things that has happened but still he knew himself guilty?
He stepped back, his loud and long breath was breaking his solitary silence.
He was tired now.
All his energy was gone, weakness has finally taken over him.
He walked back a couple of steps and sat on the floor crunched. Now even straightening his back was hard, his croaky and crackly voice came out hardly.
"W-Why... Why I always have to pay for them leaving?"
He said it without any energy and laid on the floor,
His face was still red from the anger and movements he had.
******
He looked over his all-black outfit in the mirror coldly as if he couldn't bare himself either, his pushed his long skinny fingers in his hair to keep them over his head. He didn't want his long bang to block his view so he had to tie his hair before putting his hood on.
He took out a hair band from his leather coat’s pocket then he took his messy black hair and pushed them back by his hands.
Finally after tightening his hair band four times he pulled his hood over his hair and brought it down to his eyes.
He looked over the house not because he wasn't coming back, Taehyung was actually coming back tonight. Taehyung wanted to change this dark cold energy that had taken over his house and heart.
He took his heavily equipped backpack that no one knew what was in it and left the house.
After walking for a while he arrived to the subway and took a train to his destination, he put his heavy backpack in between his legs and kept and pushed over the side of the bag with his legs.
He took his phone out from his pocket and called a number before the second beep Namjoon's voice span in Taehyung s' ear.
"Hello?"
"TSB commercial building, 30th floor. (He leaned his head towards his neck and smirked looking at the time). There will be a news about it in an hour and fifteen minutes. Go to the organisation to your boss and watch the news waiting.
He distanced the phone from his ear and before ending the call added:
"Oh I was forgetting. Tell Jung this is my answer to losers, so be careful when you put your head over your pillow every night since maybe your whole building blows up."
"Taehy—"
Without letting Namjoon finish what he was saying, he ended the call. Turned the phone off, took out the card and broke it in two.
He then took out another cim from his pocket ant put it in his phone with the battery. He lifted his head and looked around, his only witness was a hairy short-legged dog staring at him.
He smirked and whistled to get the dogs attention.
The dog's owner, a young girl without paying attention to what Taehyung did, had her head down typing something on her phone.
She was too busy to understand what was going on around her.
Taehyung snapped with his fingers and whistled quietly again making the dog jump over his lap without knowing what was going to happen.
Taehyung smiles mysteriously petting the dog and as he was petting under the dogs chin, he took out a dark chocolate bar out of his pocket and opened it. He then put a big piece in his hand, the dog moved his tale happily and took the chocolate and jumped down towards the owner.
The train slowed downed and so he realised he is near the station he wanted to get off, slowly as if he had nothing to hurry about, he ate the rest of the chocolate given to the dog.
The heat and his saliva was melting the dark chocolate in his mouth and Taehyung thought it was delicious, he hummed out of joy and took his big backpack, but before getting up he grinned looking like his usual one and turned to the girl.
"If I where you I would get off in this station, Luv."
Girl turned her head to Taehyung and looked around but when she realised the man in front of him is talking to her, she got confused.
"Sorry? Are you with me?"
"Hum"
Taehyung confirmed and pointed his finger to the dog whining quietly next to her.
"You'd better take your dog to a doctor right now, he probably has less than an hour."
The girl looked at her dog sitting quietly.
"He had chocolate."
This sentence was enough for her to jump out of fear and hug the dog running outside the train, so fast she even forgot to take her wallet."
"Huh, that was fun!"
He laughed, a quiet and careless one.
Careless of the fact that he just drove a dog to death, he walked to the train's exist and after awhile he arrived to the street he wanted.
He looked around coldly and soullessly and headed to a dead-end alley, walked over to the company's emergency stairs, broke the lock and walked in.
He changed his clothes as quickly as possible to a long blue overall that looked like the usual crew’s clothes and put a small headphone in his ear and turned it on.
He looked at the stairs, everything was quite.
He took out his silver colt and after checking his full gun magazine, crossed two big thick ropes over his head and put them over to his shoulder then leaning toward his waist.
He rummaged his bag, he needed a toolbox to look like an engineer, so he took out a small toolbox and hid all his stuff under the stairs and then walked towards the lift.
Pushed the button and waited, soon the elavator was there and the door opened.
Taehyung looked inside the elevator, there was only the short old cleaning man with his trolley, he walked inside with calm steps and kept his head down, and he professionally moved his gun from one hand to another to press the 30th floor button.
He slowly looked towards the CCTV in the upper corner of the elevator and brought kept his head lower, he couldn’t have been recognised before arriving to the room he wanted.
The old man looked at Taehyung and with a kind tired voice said:
"Is your hand okay son?"
Taehyung was standing still, he didn't know if he meant the hand holding the toolbox tightly or the one with the gun.
He brought his head low softly and took a vague look over his bandaged hand that he hurt fighting a dealer he met last night. He blinked and looked at the old man without letting the camera to get his face and gave a soulless smile back and shook his head for respect.
"Um yeah, it's just a small wound."
Then leaned to the back of the elevator relaxed, knowing he didn't have to kill someone else, because killing the old cleaner at this time wasn't any fun.
"You should be more careful, our job is tiring so eat more and take care of your body so you won't get hurt, this way your parents won't worry anymore."
Taehyung s' faded smiled turned into a smirk within a second not because of not having a family that the old man mentioned but because of what he asked and his simple mind!
Being careful? This was the only thing he was doing, even if he didn't want to he had to. If he wanted to get what he was working on for months he had to stay alive, from eating low calorie food to reducing cigarette and alcohol.
Aside from making the chip and planning to take revenge for his love he was also exercising. He couldn't remember the exact time but since the day he made Yoongi sick he tried to change himself, maybe he wasn't all successful but he learned a couple of martial arts and made big muscles for himself.
"Yes, don't worry, I'm careful with myself."
With an annoying sound filling the space Taehyung realised they finally have arrived to the floor he wanted.
He tidied the ropes on his shoulder and walked through a long side corridor, looking at the room which belonged to Jimin's murderer he smiled wildly and crazily.
His aim wasn't that room yet, but he couldn’t take his eyes off it, finally he looked around and with touching the headphone in his ear someone's voice echoed in them.
"You have 3 minutes and 30 seconds to change the CCTV’s setting, starting now.
Taehyung frowned because the voice was using a voice changer so he wouldn't be recognisable and this was so cowardly. He ignored what it was going in his head and asked:
"Which room?"
The voice responded quickly:
"At the end of the corridor, on the left side last door."
Taehyung walked with long quick steps towards the door without responding.
"There are two security guards inside, go fast."
Taehyung frowned harder and opened the door slowly and once he saw the securities behind the monitors eating went inside and close the door.
"Hey guys I came to fix stuff but I got lost can you tell me how I can go to the rooftop?"
Once they heard Taehyung they stood up fast.
One of them saw the gun in his hand and pointed to his colleague and whispered:
"He's got a gun!"
The security wasn't done when Taehyung let go of the toolbox and pointed his colt over the guy's head and shot him twice, his lifeless body fell down drowned in blood.
Once the other guy saw his colleague covered in blood on the floor, he took his hands up and put his wireless speaker down on the floor.
"You've got a wife?"
He asked coldly and put the gun in ready-to-shoot mode, the man answered stuttering:
"Y...Yes"
"What about kids?"
Taehyung s' unrelated and useless question made the security shocked but he responded fast:
"A son."
"Hum well! I ask you one question and if you respond the way I want you to, you can stay alive and if you don't you have to say goodbye to your life, so answer me short and wisely in the blink of an eye.
The man stepped back with shaking legs and leaned to the table, Taehyung scratched his temple and looked at the guy as if there was nothing to be scared of, what did he know of true fear?
"There will be a shotgun from my weapon and in front of you there are your wife and son, now which one do you rescue first?
The man was shaking and scared so he couldn't choose, Taehyung pointed his gun towards the man and brought his head down and stared at his watch and warned him.
"You have 30 second, if I where you –"
"Myself"
Taehyung raised an eyebrow.
"Go on"
He said with a smirk and took his gun down, his attention was directed to him, the man dared and continued with his eyes closed since he didn’t want to see him shoot in case he gave the wrong answer.
"I will protect them. I shield myself in front of them and take the bullet...this way I alone will get hurt."
Taehyung looked at the monitor behind the security with a deep daunting look.
His answer was what he wanted.
"Open your tie."
The man waited a second and then opened the neck tie quickly and handed it to Taehyung, he still couldn't believe he was alive!
Taehyung took the tie, put the gun on his waist and speeded up while he was tying the tie around the security's hands and talked with a threatening tone.
"You know... I have a great memory, once I see a person I can always remember the time, place even the second I met them, this takes no time for me."
The man swallowed gulped worried, Taehyung smirked adding fear to his serious attractive face.
"And you should be scared when I realise you lied to me and your priority isn't your wife and son,"
He then stepped forward and made the last tie harder making the man cry in pain.
"Then I'll come find you and I promise you when you see me again, it is the last time you see any colour in the world around you."
For a second the man started breathing faster out of fear making Taehyung smirk proudly, if he would talk about himself a bit more the man would have a heart attack adding to dead bodies there.
"Go sit in the corner and don't make a sound before I let you go."
The security walked to the corner without responding and sat with his back to the monitor, Taehyung walked quick toward the monitors that were showing all the inside and outside areas and sent the virus to the CCTV system from a USB that he had brought.
The person, who thank to mother chip was looking at Taehyung s' actions, smiled and encouraged him, but he talked contrary to his thoughts.
"You had to finish the job."
Taehyung was busy typing binary codes that only he himself knew to unlock the system but the voice continued.
"For taking revenge you should never doubt even for side characters."
Taehyung stopped typing for a second, he knew this warning tone well, and he knew the voice has heard the conversation between him and the security but he didn't care, not even a bit.
"There is no obligation in my job if I don't want it to be."
Taehyung said coldly and stood up, took the USB out and without checking on the security left the room, now his aim was more clear and could hold his head high!
He stood behind the door and checked the time, he had half an hour to take revenge, took the door nob but before going in he talked to the voice.
"It's right, I still don't know you and I don't care either as I'm getting closer to what I want, so remember what I say if everything goes well today."
He grabbed the door nob without opening door.
"I owe you one now, you can ask me anything and I'll do it without hesitation."
He said that and when he was opening the door he took his hand towards his headphone and turned it off, Taehyung didn't even let him respond, as always it was usual of him to always end the call.
His cold frozen look span the room and the man sat behind office desk looked at Taehyung wondering then he frowned since the boy walked in without any permission.
"Haven't they thought you to knock before coming in?"
"Actually I'm a polite boy but the problem is that I've learned there is no need to knock when you walk into pigsty."
"W...What? You... Get out of here before I call the security."
The man said angrily and stood up and swearing at him whispering, Taehyung smirked and as he walked closer to the man, put the rope and his colt on the table and pushed the phone towards the man then locked his arm on his chest and raised his eyebrow.
"Call them to come."
The man looked at the gun and then at the boy in front of him worried and confused, it was weird that the boy was so calm and care free as if he was a god or something and he couldn't understand him.
"Why are you waiting? Call 'em."
Taehyung s' confident voice made the man suspicious of the situation he was stuck in, so he picked the phone and called security but there was no respond.
The man looked at Taehyung worried and stepped back.
"No answer? Ohh maybe something happened to them?"
Taehyung said puckering his lips and with a spoiled tone because the only one aware of the situation was himself.
"What do you want from me?"
"Well you asked a bit late but it's okay you'll know soon enough"
Then nervous man stepped back and now right next to the wall behind him, Taehyung took the gun and put the rope on his shoulder and then pointed to the door.
"Move!"
The man frowned and with unwilling steps walked toward the door and they both exit the door, walked passed the corridor that security room was in and walked toward the door with emergency stairs.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Don't be scared Mr Jung, I won't kill you right now."
"K...Kill?"
Taehyung didn't respond but pinched the gun to his back making him walk to the stairs. They both took the stairs to the rooftop of the company.
Taehyung opened the big metal door in front of him and pushed Jung forwards, this was the place he had to end everything.
"Who are you?"
The man asked scared but didn't get any answer, he wasn't even brave enough to look behind him and Taehyung straight in the eye, but the full gun pinched to his back wasn’t useless.
Both of them now where next to the short thick wall of rooftop, Jung was looking at the cliff in front of him scared when he heard Taehyung's voice.
"Personally I'm not a fan of introducing myself but because the last thing you see before death is my face and the person who will take your life is me I'll give you a chance to know me."
Taehyung said with an obligated tone and looked at the man then brought his gun down and dropped it on the floor and put his foot on it to make sure it won't move, then he opened the rope from his shoulder.
"Listen to the story that I tell you."
The sky was getting darker, the man looked at the surroundings that looked far but yet close with fear.
Once upon a time in this cursed city there were two boys who were friends, one became a famous young scientist that could have cured HIV with the new medicine he was working on, the other one not caring about his position in the Seoul s' police station was supporting him. He was always with him but one night everything changed. The boy was going to finally introduce his medicine. But he was killed the night before, at the same time his laboratory was also burned to the ground and everything was destroyed as if the scientist and his work never existed.
Taehyung whispered the last sentence with a hidden pain in his voice, Jung's eyes were screaming the fear and the truth he was hiding but it was too late for fear.
Taehyung walked towards the man and sat on one knee and tied the rope around his feet.
The older man started talking.
"A...Are you Kim Taehyung?"
Taehyung said with a fake surprise and nodded to confirm and after tying the last knot he stood up.
"I can see you are familiar with my name, do you know anything else boss?"
"I'm sorry, I...I didn't want to kill Park Jimin, it was an order from authorities."
"I saw you"
Taehyung cut of Jung's talking because he already knew everything, he didn't care a bit for the people who gave the order because the last shot was from the person who was now defending himself with fear.
"The black van that was going towards the exit from left side, there was only couple of foot left to the exit but the van stopped in front of Jimin's car, opened the door quick... You were sitting inside and were waiting with a snipper gun with a 2 km range."
He breathed deeply and silently to stop his voice from angrily shaking.
"Do you know what does 2 km range mean?!"
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