Jungkook was insanely infuriated, his mind and body out of control as his inner thunderstorm was bolting lightning after lightning. He was driving, careless of the frozen way, rushing to Kim's villa. His expressions were stiffened, eyebrows tensed, and jaws tightened as he gripped onto his steering wheel, pressing his feet harshly against the accelerator. The fact that he was hanging in the middle of nowhere had him feeling abandoned and left to float into the abyss. He wanted a destination, and if not that, at least an end. He wanted to know why Taehyung didn't trust him enough to express himself that night. Why didn't he let him know anything from the start? Why did it end like this even when the artist had given all of his affection, respect, and consideration to him. Why, in the end, were his feelings humiliated this brutally? Jungkook wanted to know why.

And that's how he found himself in front of the villa, furiously coming out of his car, rushing towards the entrance, only to be resisted by a few guards.