don't think too hard about it ; bts ff

twelve!

DAY SIX
5:34 AM

guilt,

shame,

disgust,

and remorse, were all seokjin felt.

he sat in silence,

in pure and utter fear.

he had killed one of his brothers.

he had killed an innocent, and depressed man, that was going through the same emotions he was going through.

namjoon didn't kill yoongi.

seokjin figured it out when the younger had the brightest smile on his face, knowing he was going to die.

namjoon's last words haunted seokjin.

"i love you so much hyung, take care."

it replayed like a broken record.

driving seokjin into madness.

he sat in the corner of the office.

muffled sobs and screams,

head buried into his knees.

namjoon was laid out in front of him.

blood had now soaked in and stained the carpet.

it was terrifying sight.

'what am i going to do when taehyung and jungkook come and see me?'

'i didn't mean to do it but, it just happened'

'they'll never believe me'

'i am a monster'

seokjin's thoughts were all cut short when he herd the door handle twist.

taehyung opened the door.

eyes shut, ruffling the back of his head.

he looked tired.

"sorry for coming back so late hyung. i fell alsleep by the river. i wanted to say sorry for choking.... you..."

taehyung's eyes had fluttered open mid sentence.

his words had slowed down as he took in the sight of namjoon sprawled out across the floor, a pool of blood surrounding his head, and a scared, wide eyed seokjin, hiding in the corner of the room.

"shit" taehyung mumbled.

he was now on high alert.

"shit, shit, shit!" taehyung screamed.

"jungkook! get your ass down here! hurry!" taehyung screamed, banging on the wall.

"you," taehyung pointed a finger at seokjin "stay where you fucking are, murderer"

jungkook busted through the door.

messy hair, voice deep and scratchy.

eyes widening at the sight.

"what fuck happened!?" the youngest screamed.

"i didn't mean too... i swear i didn't" seokjin cried, rocking back and forth.

"seokjin! i need a better fucking answer then that!" taehyung shouted.

"i found the metal rod and the gun behind namjoon's couch and-and i didn't believe him when he said he didn't kill yoongi so-so i..." seokjin mumbled, words cracking.

"bullshit!" jungkook screamed.

"you're fucking lying." taehyung said.

"i swear! i didn't do anything! i thought he was the murderer! i just wanted to protect you guys!" seokjin screamed, getting up from his spot, metal rod still in hand.

"oh fuck no" taehyung said, running out of the house and into the forest.

"taehyung!" jungkook screamed, turning around.

"jungkook-ah..." seokjin mumbled.

the youngest's attention went back to his hyung.

"hyung, i need you to drop the weapon"

the metal clinked as it hit the ground

"jungkook-ah. before he died, he said he loved me. i wish i could've stopped my actions. it was too late. i really didn't mean too. i swear i didn't kill yoongi. i thought he did because he had all this stuff hidden behind the couch but, he said that someone framed him." seokjin cried.

"someone framed him? hyung, that's nonsense" jungkook questioned.

"i-"

seokjin reached for gun on the table.

"hyung! stop! put that shit down!" jungkook screamed, walking closer to seokjin.

seokjin walked backwards, shaking his head.

"i deserve to die for what i did but, you have to know that i didn't kill yoongi. the only one left alive is taehyung..." seokjin said, gun against his head.

his hands trembled as he fiddled with the trigger.

"shit! okay! hyung i believe you! stop you don't have to do this!" jungkook screamed.

"yes i do. go find taehyung. i love you kook"

seokjin smiled as jungkook screamed.

"hyung no!"

*bang*

seokjin's body hit the ground.

blood covered the office.

jungkook stood frozen.

his world had stopped.

"that mother fucker..."

jungkook grabbed the gun from his hyung's loose grasp, giving a quick glance at seokjin.

"i love you too jin-hyung" the boy said, tears staining his cheeks.

jungkook ran out the house and into the forest.

"kim taehyung, i swear if it's the last thing i do, you will die!"