𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 || 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗞𝗢𝗢𝗞

𝗢𝗡𝗘 !

A mess. That's what taehyung was, a total.
wrecked up, mess. The news of jeongguks death
fucked him up.
He loved the boy, the hours, the span of two days
he spent with the precious soul was enough to have
taehyung love the boy through the bottom of his heart.
Jeongguk and taehyung both knew that
he, jeongguk, will be dead.

The younger faced it proudly, faced fate
proudly but he didn't expected destiny
to give him another chance.

But taehyung? the male broke down, and mourned
as soon as he heard the last words jeongguk
uttered before he was practically, killed. "i love you too tae"
the younger said with his pure heart, a wide smile
though taehyung knew deep down the boy was
mourning, mourning so he would run
and hide in taehyungs arms.

Fuck taehyung missed him, he missed his little psychopath,
he missed the sinister grin, he missed the creepy
smile, he missed the adorableness. jeongguk was a
total monster to everyone, but to taehyung, taehyung
found him to be the most delicate and softest petal of
a flower. He was nothing more than a baby,
he was his baby, only his.

After the news of the most feared and wanted
criminal of South Korea was hanged to death
spread like flash which totally
brought tears to his eyes, he couldn't believe
it. he couldn't believe that his bun wasn't in this
world, he couldn't believe it at all. If only, if only
taehyung was there when the boy was taking
his last breaths, if only the male was there to
whiteness him. fuck. he needed him. he craved
him, a lot. Taehyung knew he would miss his
bun, but this much? gosh, he fucking loved
him to death yet he was that helpless to just,
not even be there and save his bun? fuck,
taehyung hated himself.

he fucking hated his
job, his wife, the government , the court,
fucking south korea. He hated it all, his job
reminded daily of the bunny boy, the wall
where he pinned him. the bars, fuck.
the handcuffs, the ones that stopped the
boy from hugging him the last time,,
fuck. he hated it all so fucking much.

The boy couldn't stand himself, he hated
this all, his heart was hurt and the only medicine
to cure him was jeongguk, only jeon fucking
jeongguk. Taehyung had enough, enough
of his crappy life, he didn't believed in love
again, he fucking found his happiness for
it to be taken away from him? he. fucking.
hated. it. And that was it, the boy couldn't handle it
anymore. The tears pricked back in his eyes as
he held the plane ticket tightly in his fist,
chest bouncing up and down as his breath
quickened, and that was it.

"your flight leaves from gate 20 sir, have a nice day!"

after twelve hours.

"Your plane has successfully landed in
paris, kindly exit the plane with your belongings"

hi guys! this isn't my first time writing a fan fiction but yes first time on here! i fell in love with HANDCUFFS by joonthetic when i first read it! i knew it was a oneshot and i couldn't really ask for a happy ending or another part so here i am! making a sequel of handcuffs by joonthetic uwu! i must suggest you to read that first before reading this! anyways! hope you all love my content so far! muah i love you all dollies uwu.