Chapter-12
Injuries and Wounds

It's pretty much raining outside. And here, I am shivering in the cold, waiting for him. My husband, Taehyung. It is a rare sight, I mean by not seeing my husband return before eight.

According to him, if he returns home before eight, he will be able to eat with me. But how may I tell him that I will only eat with him, whether it is ten or eight.

But right now, my worries are just ascending. It is already two in the morning and he is not here. I messaged him like twenty times, called him thirty times, yet still, no answer. I tried calling and messaging Jungkook too, but unlucky me, he didn't answer my calls or texts either.

I have been roaming in this huge hall from last two hours. But no sign of him. I am all alone, in this enormous mansion, nobody knows what can happen to me. But that is not what I fear, I fear their death.

I want to know what is going on, where they are, what is taking them so long, but only if I could. I have no contacts with his worplace or something. I have no idea where he goes. At least, he could have informed me that he is going to be there, he is going to return late at night. But he didn't say anything, this morning. The only thing he said was- goodbye, along with a "I will return when my work is done.", as usual.

My knees were giving up in fear and weakness. I stumbled over to the couch and settled down. Continuously glancing at my phone to see if it buzzes, but as expected, not a single buzz I could hear.

My heart was beating fast, and my heartbeat accelerated better when I finally heard the doorbell. I stumbled out a deep sigh, and I couldn't even think or react properly. I ran to the door as fast as I could, and ended up hurting myself by bumping into the furniture placed there in the foyer.

I somehow got up on my feet and walked over to the hard wooden door. I swung open it, revealing Taehyung and Jungkook. They were soaked wet with water and blood. The way Taehyung was leaning onto Jungkook only put me to the thought that he is lifeless.

I covered my mouth and a gasp escaped my mouth. "Oh, my god! What did you both do to be soaked with so much blood?!" Never even in my dreams did I think of them soaking their whole white shirt red with blood. I glanced over to Jungkook, who stood almost lifeless, yet clenching onto Taehyung's body hard. "Our work." Fool of me to think they will never face such injuries.

I stepped aside, and they saundered in. "Why don't you go to any hospital?" "Do you think it is a safe place to get treated?" He was right. How can I think that they can go to a hospital when they are involved in this huge dark world?

Jungkook plopped on the couch, with Taehyung. Taehyung didn't even open his eyes for once, and it scared me, a lot. "Then where do you both visit to be treated?" I handed over a glass of water to Jungkook. Luckily, Jungkook was better than Taehyung, and could speak and walk by himself. Taehyung was way more injured, he looked lifeless, he was just walking by his hands around Jungkook's shoulder for a support.

"We have special doctors." It was a relief to see Jungkook shove up his arm to show me his covered wounds. I didn't know I could forget all my worries just by seeing them treated.

I walked over to Taehyung. Holding onto his jaw gently, I helped him chug down a glass of water. I almost teared up at his condition. Only a week, it has been, of our marriage. And in this one week, I have been affected by his care a lot. And I mean it.

I had that change in my perspective for him. He seems too kind, too playful, too bubbly to consider him a monster. And now, I feel something for him, for sure.

"Tell your husband not to be so selfless. He was on the verge of dying just to save me." I looked at Taehyung, who barely moved a muscle. His breathe was so unstable. I didn't even know much about these medical conditions, how am I supposed to know what Taehyung is facing? Just by the thought of him dying scares me.

"Can I stay here tonight?", asked Jungkook. "Of course. Do you think I will let you go home alone in such a miserable condition?" Funny how he just smiled ear to ear at my words. I shook my head, making my way to Taehyung. I sat down beside him, cupping his cheeks. A hiss left his mouth when his wound came in contact with my fingertip. "I am sorry-", I freaked. "That's okay.", finally, he spoke up. I felt as if life entered my body.

I sighed before raising up from the couch. "Jungkook, have a rest." He nodded before getting up. "What about him?", asked Jungkook, after getting up. "I'll take him to the room."

Jungkook let out a fainted laugh. "You? No ways. You think you can handle his weight?" I looked at Taehyung. Jungkook is right, no way I can take him to the room by myself. "What can I even do?" I looked at Jungkook. "It's okay. Let me help you.", he smiled at me. I shook my head. "You, yourself, are not in a condition to walk by yourself and you are talking about helping me take him to the bedroom? It's really funny, Jungkook."

Jungkook chuckled. "You're doubting my power." He walked over to Taehyung, wrapping his arm around Taehyung's shoulder. I waited for Jungkook to whimper in pain, but luckily, he had the power to pick Taehyung up. I helped him along, and after a while, we were in our bedroom, placing Taehyung down.

"Told ya!" Jungkook puffed his chest off in pride. I smiled at him and nodded. "Nice, now it's your time to have a rest." I dragged him out of the room to another room. It wasn't as big as ours, but it was big enough for Jungkook to sleep well.

"You both are soaked in water and blood." I made my way to our bedroom, pulling out two pairs of pajamas for them. I walked to the other bedroom, handing a pair of pajamas to Jungkook. He laughed, "Black, always." I nodded with a smile. Making my way to our bedroom, afterwards.

He was lying on the bed, as usual, no movements. I walked over to him, sitting just inches away from his body. "Taehyung?" Luckily, Taehyung opened his eyes. "Why did you have to fight so much? You're so careless with your body." I stood up, picking up his shirt. "I am alright, no need to worry." He flashed his weak smile, trying to hide his pain behind it. But only if I didn't know.

"I know you are not fine, Taehyung. You are just pretending, but I know the pain you're hiding." It was suprising how he sat on the bed by himself. I stared at him smiling widely. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. He kept his head on my stomach, "I am glad you understand me, Y/n. I am so grateful to have you, who understands me. I had no intentions to hurt myself, it is them, who wants my bad. Do you think I was not afraid of dying? I was, a lot. Just because I had you at our home, waiting for me to return. How much I wished to visit you a last time. I was at the verge of losing my life. I still had that little hope that I will meet you."

I stood silent, while he said it all. It felt so sad, happy and affectionate to hear him say those words. I wrapped my arms around him. He went silent for a while, and I didn't say anything. I was just out of words. "Did you miss me? Were you worried about me?" Who will tell him I called him so many times, I texted him so many times, even called Jungkook, just to know where he is? "Yes, I missed you, and I was worried." I didn't even realise those words escaped my mouth. He hugged me tighter.

"I am-oh, sorry! I ruined your lovely moment!" I yanked Taehyung's arms away from me. Facing Jungkook, I glared at him. He smiled at me, cheekily. "What are you doing here? Go have some rest.", I huffed. Jungkook laughed out awkwardly, while rubbing his nape.

"I-I am really hungry. I wondered if you could feed your dear brother." It was true that none of us ate anything. I sighed, "I forgot that none of us had our dinner. You wait. I will help him change his clothes first." Jungkook strolls into the room and settles down on one of the couch placed there.

I squinted my eyes at him. "What? He is my brother. I can see him naked-", Jungkook was speaking, but he had to stop. "Half naked.", I looked at Taehyung who just spoke. I shook my head and started unbuttoning his shirt. He stared at me unbuttoning his shirt while I couldn't even look into his eyes. I couldn't have been any more embarrassed.

I pulled off his shirt, revealing his torso covered with many bandages. I flipped the shirt. I shook my head and clenched onto the shirt. I gasped when my eyes landed on the collar of the shirt. "Li-Lipstick?" Taehyung looked at me with his eyes wide open. "S-Sorry, hyung.", I looked at Jungkook, who just apologized. My eyes grew wider, "J-Jungkook, you have lipsticks-" "No! I didn't do it! I just pushed a lady on his back, and her lipstick-" "Thank god!" I sighed.
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"Hyung, you were romancing with her." "Why? Am I not allowed to have it?", Taehyung cocked his eyebrow up at Jungkook. "I didn't say so.", Jungkook shrugged. "But you meant so.", Taehyung squinted his eyes at Jungkook.

"Stop fighting. You both are seriously injured, and tired of all the things you did today. I don't know how you both have the energy to even say something." Jungkook nodded, and Taehyung continued munching onto the food.

"I missed your food.", I smiled at Jungkook. "Really? I wonder if you ever ate the food I cooked. You used to brag about how bad it was.", I teased. "It's not like that. I did like it." "Oh, by the way, I didn't cook the dinner.", I squinted my eyes at Jungkook. He looked at me, "Y-You didn't? Oh, yes. It is different.... " He slowly averted his gaze at me. "You never eat the food I cook. Don't you butter me.", I picked up one of the chopstick, pointing it at him.

"I did eat your food. You cook well. And, not only your food, but I love you too.", he smiled at me, cheekily. "I love you too." I smiled at Jungkook. I glanced at Taehyung, he sat quiet, munching onto his food, normally.

"And what about him? Do you love him?" I looked at Taehyung, his eyes finally looked into mine. The question was personal. It would be a lie if I say Taehyung is a man, hard to love. He is so kind and caring towards me, it makes hard for me to not fall in love with him.

I don't like asking for much, just a carinh, understanding, and thoughful man, and luckily, Taehyung is one. In this one week, I have noticed the smallest to the biggest action of his. He smiles a lot to me, yet changes his whole personality when it comes to his work.

Last time, when I heard him shouting at someone on the call, he looked so anxious, so furious. Just after the call came to an end, he turned to me, with a sweet smile spread on his lips, like he didn't just shout at someone so loudly. I may say he is trying to win my heart and trust with this behaviour. And dumb me, I am just falling into the trap of love so easily.

All this seems so right to me. Many would say he is two faced, but I will get against them and defend him by saying that he is just sweet to me, he is not two faced, he just have two personalities and all.

And I am sure, if I don't love him, then I definitely like him. "Noona?" I snapped back to the reality after a long time. I smiled at them, awkwardly, "Yes?" "Do you love him?" "I-I...... I think, I like him." I lowered my gaze, just not to face Taehyung. I somewhat knew he would be disappointed in me for that. But I cannot fake my love. "She is shy!" Nevertheless, Jungkook had to tease me, for something I would never talk about.

Dumb of me to glance at Taehyung. But I am so lucky at the moment that I saw him grinning widely, while continuously munching onto the food. 

"What about you, hyung? Do you like her?" I glared at Jungkook. How badly I wanted to pull his ears to ask such personal questions. "Of course, I like her." My eyes grew wide at the immediate response. He didn't even hesitate to confess that. I looked into Taehyung's eyes, he grinned ear to ear at me. I didn't even know what to do. The only thing I felt was the same butterflies in my stomach lingering around and my heart beating a little too fast.

Jungkook cooed at us, and ended up getting his ears pulled by me. "Stop it!" Shameless of Jungkook to giggle nonchalantly after it. I wanted to shout at Jungkook for putting me into a situation where I won't even like to face my own husband afterwards.

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