(Jungkooks POV)
Without even thinking about what I was doing I just immediately attacked Taehyung, I kicked and punched him till he was a bloody mess. I couldn't control myself.
All I could think about was how he hurt my baby, I didn't even register Jimin's voice begging me to stop. I didn't even feel the others trying to pull me off of him.
"HE'S MINE!!" I yelled out, tears streaming down my face. I think at some point I punched seokjin too while he tried to force me off of Taehyung.
It was only when I heard Jimin screaming, "I WANTED HIM TO DO IT!!!" That I somehow managed to freeze, staring at Taehyung's bloody face. I'm not even sure if I was breathing. All I remember is falling into my knees suddenly clinging onto Taehyung's waist.
"Why did you choose him?... what does he have that I dont?..." I mumbled, I could feel a stinging pain in my arm and blood dripping down it. I probably tore the stitches again while attacking him.
I look up at Jimin, "What the fuck is wrong with me?" I ask, literally sobbing, he looked at me with a pained expression. I don't know why but I couldn't seem to let go of Taehyung, I don't even remember what happened that well. All I know is I was absolutely heartbroken, and I was sobbing into Taehyung's stomach refusing to let go of him.
The next thing I know is I'm in a bathroom, cutting my wrists with a shaving blade. There was a bit of blood on the floor but it wasn't too bad, I stayed there for a few minutes plainly staring at the little bit of blood running down my wrists. The cut was quite deep but not deep enough to cause worry.
After snapping back into it, I started cleaning the blood off the floor with toilet papers and threw them into the trashcan, then had my wrists soak underneath some warm water to relieve the stinging pain and clean it so it doesn't get infected.
I briefly looked in the mirror and noticed I was shirtless? No, I was completely naked. How the fuck did I not notice that???
I look around and see my clothes scattered across the bathroom, I looked back into the mirror and noticed bruises along my stomach and chest. I sigh, disappointed in myself for falling back into bad habits.
I start collecting my clothes and put them on, luckily I had a hoodie to cover the cuts I made on my wrist. I brass myself before opening the door, not knowing what I'd walk into.
Luckily I was back in the room and alone, I go over to the nightstand hoping to find some bandages, I only found some bandaids but it was enough to keep the opened wrist from bleeding.
I pasted a few on until I thought it was enough then went to look for everyone else, I found them back down at the lobby. Seokjin was sitting and flinching from Taehyung treating his nose which I assumed was my causing.
I hesitantly walk over to them, when I was noticed I immediately bowed apologizingly, "I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened..." I say, mainly to seokjin, I've beaten Taehyung up enough for him to know I don't mean any hard feelings.
Seokjin smiled, gently petting my hair, "It's okey, Taehyungie explained it to me. I feel like any altha would've done the same thing for what they're omega."
I shake my head no, "That's no excuse, Jimin was never mine, I knew from the beginning he didn't love me, I was out of line." I say, looking back up at him, "Damn right you were," Taehyung spoke, looking at me clearly annoyed, "You broke his nose. I can't fix that with the materials I have, we need to go back to some kind of hospital or clinic now. Does it look like we want to leave the only place that hasn't been attacked yet?"
I shake my head not saying anything, clearly ashamed of what I'd done, "I'm really sorry...."
"It's okey! Don't stress about it, Jungkookie. It doesn't hurt that much, at first I was like 'damn, this boy packs a punch', but now, I'm good." Seokjin gave me a reassuring smile, I knew he was probably dosed in pain medicins, but I was so grateful that the wasn't mad at me and didn't blame me. He even tried to make me feel less guilty, and even touched my head which everyone knows is a bad idea when an altha is angry as it symbolises weakness to allow ones head to be petted like an animal.
I looked over to Taehyung, seeing bandaids on his face and his neck bruised physically pained my heart. I had no right to attack him back there, it was very obvious Jimin wasn't being forced to do anything from the moment I first set eyes on them so I couldn't even use that as an excuse.
He didn't seem to be very fazed, he's used to the way I beat him and has gotten good at treating those specific injuries. And I've done the same, but I still feel guilty. All the other times I had at least half a right to hurt him, this time was completely uncalled for.
"What are you looking at? I'm fine, it's Jimin you need to talk to." Taehyung said, only glancing at me then back to seokjin, "What did I do to Jimin?" I ask worried that I might have hurt him also. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't be that upset for attacking Taehyung, so I must've done something to him too.
Taehyung looks at me, "Of course you blacked," he sighed, then turned to me, "You attacked me, got all up in my business clinging to my waist. Then when you finally Jimin tried to touch you you turned to him and said, I quote; 'I wish you were dead.' Down to the letter, then got up and left and locked yourself in the bathroom doing god knows what to yourself."
My eyes widened at what he told me, without anything else I exclaimed, "Where is he?!" Grabbing onto his arm, "421." Taehyung said plainly, smiling softly.
Without anything else I ran up the stairs, not having patience for the elevator. I looked around the fourth story frantically looking for number 21.
When I found the room I knocked on it loudly, "Jimin, Jimin let me in. Please I need to talk to you." I say, after no reply I knocked again louder, "Jimin!" I exclaimed, and heard a soft yelp.
I tried to open the door frantically but he locked it, so I started banging on it, "JIMIN OPEN THE DAMN DOOR."
I finally got a response, Jimin opened the door slowly, looking down and refusing to meet my eyes. Without any hesitation I grabbed his face and forced him to look at me.
"I have no idea what I did, you know I won't remember. But I swear to fucking god if you did anything to yourself I'll..." I trail off, not wanting to threaten him as make things worse.
"T-Taehyungie stopped me...." he said, then seemed to regret mentioning Taehyung. I give him a relieved look, then gently let go of his face and softened my voice, "Can I come in?.."
He nodded, looking away again, he stepped aside and let me pass, then closed and locked the door and went to sit down on the bed again.
I got on my knees in front of him and laid my head onto his lap, my eyes filling with tears trying to remember. But my brain blackouts when I start having panic attacks and blocks the memory so I always have to go off of what others told me I did.
"Did I really say that to you?... that I wished you were... you were...." the mere thought of Jimin being... you know, made my voice break in a sob, "Please... hyung I love you so much... you can never even know how much I love you please- just please don't leave me." I look up at Jimin, my face is pure sadness and regret, he smiles at me softly.
"I love you too...." he whispers to me, then bent down and all of a sudden tried to kiss me, I flinched away immediately. "Hyung!" I exclaimed confused, but he grabbed my face the same way I did earlier and force his lips onto mine.
I couldn't help but moan, it's been so long that I dreamed about this moment, it feels like my head is spinning from happiness.
I wrap my arms around Jimin's waist, still sitting on my knees melting into the passionate kiss, Jimin cupped my cheek with one hand still gripping at my jaw 'forcing' it open so he could kiss me deeper. Of course I could stop at any moment, he's weak. I'm way stronger then him, but why would I want to stop? I've been dreaming of this for **years**.
Jimin pulled me closer to him, having me between his legs as he gave me literal happiness and heaven.
"I can't...."