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Jungkook's POV
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“Taehyung”
The plum haired raised an eyebrow as the red haired behind the clearly stressed 27 year old crossed his arms. “Taehyung? Who the fuck is Taehyung, Suga?”
“Uh-”
“It’s the name he gave to his...Xbox” Jungkook thought quickly. ‘Fuck, if that injured guy that Hyung likes so much dies, he’ll be pissed.... However.... If I were to let him get killed then kill those guys up there… It’ll look like an accident, right? Then he’ll have no one to depend on but me’
“Your Xbox? Really Suga, you named your Xbox that?” Jimin walked up to the still-shell-shocked man, patting his back.
“Y-Yeah...Guess I did” Jungkook looked the elder in the eyes and nodded slightly. “I’ll go up, Hyung, you guys can stay down here and tell the others what’s happened, okay?”
“Got it cutie!” Jimin winked at the youngest of the three whilst the blonde simply nodded.
Jungkook grinned before stepping over the dead body with words tattooed on it and getting into the lift, giving the blonde mafia boss a quick glance as the doors closed.
“Let’s let them kill the guy first then kill them, Hyung might be upset that the kids dead but it looks like you tried to save him and he might just come running into your arms” The plum haired muttered the plan to himself before the doors opened.
He had expected the place to be trashed but it wasn’t. Everything was perfectly as they’d left it, the pizza boxes filled with greasy fatty food were still left there, the TV was still on, there were no footprints.
Nothing.
Jungkook licked his lips.
He loved the chase of the kill.
He brought the knife he had put in his back pocket (Handle in the pocket of course) to his long yet nimble hand.
He ever so quietly walked through each room, his breathing was getting shallower and shallower with the adrenaline running through his veins at the thought of catching someone and getting to arrange their guts in a twisted sense of artistry.
He stopped outside Suga’s room.
After rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, he opened the door just a slither, enough for him to look around the room.
It was empty, no one nor any sound filled the room except the sound of the heart monitor connected the injured guy.
“You’re alive?” He asked aloud, walking openly into the middle of the room, raising his arms in a question. “Fuck, you’re not supposed to be alive-Suga Hyung was supposed to love me since you’d be dead. God fucking damnnit” Jungkook practically yelled, grabbing onto a lamp and throwing it across the room, the sharp sound of it shattering making the brown haired that laid in the bed visibly jump.
Jungkook closed his eyes. ‘Breathe in, breathe out. It’s okay if he’s alive. You can just kill him first then find the others and kill them’
The plum haired opened his eyes staring directly into dark hazel eyes. ‘Yes’
He walked the end of the bed, not breaking eye contact as his grin grew.
‘Just kill him first and everything will work out’
“-tch...Ou-..”
“What was that?” Black eyes narrowed, his mind trying to figure out what the other was saying, they would be his final words no doubt.
But just as he figured out the two, crucial words, “Watch Out” he felt it.
A white, blinding pain through his left shoulder. He didn’t have time to think, his instincts were screaming out at him to fight back.
“Fucking shit, shot me” He growled, trying his best to ignore the searing pain that was pouring through his being at that moment, it was kill or be killed.
The plum hired spun around, only to be faced with the barrel of a gun. He moved his head and at the same time, pushed the bulky man’s arm away from him, choosing to plunge his knife in his right hand into the stomach just in front of him.
‘It worked, good’ The thought was quickly forgotten though as he felt hands clasp around his neck. Fuck, he didn’t go through all of that police training for nothing.
The 20 year old held onto the large hands that were constricting his breathing, quickly bending his upper body down, pulling the guy with him before snapping back quicker than the elder could, the back of his head receiving a painful blow as he head butted the other, allowing himself to break free and breathe.
He gasped for air, stumbling for a moment before looking around the room, there were 3 men. 2 on the ground, one helping the first guy get the knife out of his stomach. ‘Fuck. how the hell am I supposed to do this, my knife’s stuck in his body...Shit, gun. Where’s the gun I picked up?’ A quick body search told him that yes, he really did leave it down there in the lobby.
“Fuck it. These will have to do” The 20 year old said, looking down at his hands.
Choosing to first attack the guy he head butted first, he punched the elder man in the face, not leaving any time in between attacks and going for the guys balls next with his knee. When the man was down, he kneed him in his face, feeling the crunch as he bones broke.
The taller and skinnier man that had been trying to get the knife out of his comrade stood up, his fist crashing into the side of of Jungkooks ribs. Jungkook felt another crunch but this was much closer to home.
Gritting his teeth, he went for the guy’s face. He didn’t punch but instead kept his fingers straight, plunging them into the wet, softness that were the other’s eyes.
The man let out a blood curdling scream as his vision went, this gave Jungkook time to kick the man’s legs, making his fall. The plum haired wasted no time, stamping really hard on the shins, hearing yet another scream as a loud crack emanated from the leg.
Bulky guy was next, Jungkook grabbed the knife and pulled it out with ease, used to fighting against the tug of human flesh against a blade.
He raised the knife high, plunging back into the man’s stomach. A grin spread on his face as the man sobbed, trying his best to fight.
The 20 year old finished the man off with a slitting of the throat, he stood up, appreciating the blanket of red that covered the man, the floor and himself.
He huffed, his breathing shallow as he looked at Taehyung. ‘Now all I gotta do is kill him’ Except the world started spinning, black dots filled his vision as he stumbled to stay upright. ‘Fuck, I was shot-Is this blood loss?’ His thoughts were cut short as he heard a deep chuckle behind him.
“I think you forgot about me” The man all but growled, when Jungkook turned around, he came face to face with a red face, the nose bent from where he’d kneed it.
“Nuh uh ah, don’t you even think about trying that shit on me again” Jungkook raised an eyebrow, biting his tongue to stop himself from reply back a snarky remark. He could feel the sweat drop off his head onto the floor that was once clean but was instead covered in bits of lamp and blood.
Then he heard the click of the safety of a gun being taken off. ‘Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck, think Jungkook, do something’ The barrel was raised to his head. “Any last words?”
Jungkook smirked. “Fuck you” he spat a mixture of saliva and blood onto the man's cheek. If he was gonna go, he was gonna go like a man.
“You fucking bitch-How dare you” Jungkook’s smirk stayed there, even when the man gripped his neck and put the gun in his mouth.
‘Guess this is how I'm gonna die, huh? Shame I couldn't kill that one guy and fuck Suga Hyung’
He closed his eyes, smirk still present.
BANG
Everything went blank
Yoongi POV
“Who would have thought that the great Suga Hyung would name his Xbox Taehyung”
“Shut the fuck up before I put a bullet in your left testicle” Yoongi rolled his eyes.
“Bit specific, why the left?”
“Cause your most sensitive in that one” The blonde scoffed. ‘I wonder what's going on up there… Is Taehyung okay? Did Jungkook protect him properly? Is Jungkook okay? Are they both dead? Alive?’
“How’d you know that?” Jimin raised an eyebrow, the blonde turned to face the 25 year old. “I don't know, we totally didn't have a thing when we first joined the gang”
The familiarity of the younger’s laughter almost eased the thoughts that were beginning to haunt his mind. Almost.
Cause fuck he was dying to know.
“Why you bringing up the past, old man?” Jimim nudged the mafia leader's shoulder.
“Don't call me old man”
“Would you prefer Daddy?”
“Fuck off” Yoongi growled.
“Come on, what's wrong. I've known you long enough to know that you won't bring up the past” Jimin grinned.
“And? I was making a joke” The blonde shook his head, his arms crossing over his chest.
“My Yoongi would never try and crack a joke unless it's some shitty pun. Plus you kinda look constipated” Jimin poked the elder’s arm, looking up through his eyelashes.
“Fuck you” Yoongi groanes because after all those years, he still couldn't stop himself from giving into the ball of sunshine that was Jimin. ‘Fucking puppy eyes’
“Look I wish I could tell you. But I can't. No one can know” Yoongi shook his head.
“You're saying that like we totally didn't date for 2 years” Jimin frowned. “Besides, I'm great at keeping secrets. No one knew about us and no one does till this day”
Yoongi snorted. “RM knew and knows. It wasn't dating Jimin, we were fuck buddies with a good pillow talk game”
“Call it what you want, but you know for a fact that I'm the only one besides RM that knows what went down before you joined. I think I'm pretty good at keeping secrets”
“Yeah, yeah. I get that and all, it's just…”
“You murder a friend of mine…?”
“No, not that”
“You secretly still love me and jack off to me every night?”
“Fuck no”
“Thank God, I have a feeling Mr officer boy up there might stab me if you did”
“Really? He flirts all the time but I didn't realise he was obsessed with me”
“Yeah, we swapped numbers yesterday and all he's been doing is asking me about you”
“As expected” The blonde smirked widely. ‘Still pulling, huh?’
“Shut up” Jimin playfully hit the other’s arm. “Come on, don’t think I’ve forgotten. Tell me what’s going on”
The mafia leader groaned. “Fine. Just…” Yoongi looked into the other’s brown eyes. “Just don’t get like, all upset or anything”
“Yeah yeah”
“No crying cause you know I don’t know what to do with emotional people”
“Yes sir” The red haired fake saluted.
“No telling a soul either. I will actually shoot you in the nuts”
The muscular male winced, cupping himself over his jeans. “Fuck, you’d actually do that, wouldn’t you?” The blonde hummed, nodding.
“I wasn’t going to anyway, but yeah, there’s a 0% chance of that happening now”
“Okay. Well. I’m actually… I don’t how to explain it. It’s something I’ve never felt before. When I see this certain person…” Yoongi looked at the 25 year old who was licking his lips, no doubt trying to figure out what the other was saying.
“I don't know what to do. I feel things when I see him. Jungkook hasn't been around long enough to know me. You do. It's like I start… taking into account his feelings. If he's okay, if he's in pain. And it's making me start to worry about him. Jimin for fucks sake, when was the last time I was worried about someone?” The blonde growled.
“This person is who? Jungkook”
“No. I mean. Kinda. Kinda not” Yoongi frowned at the red haired. “Look. I do care about Jungkook. He reminds me of my younger self so I guess I feel the need to look out for him. But it's…” .
“Taehyung?”
Yoongi’s sentence died in his throat. “I know you wouldn't name your xbox Taehyung. Especially since I called it Boxy-Ni” Jimin winked at the elder.
“Yeah… I guess”
“So what you're saying is, this Taehyung guy is currently hiding in your apartment?”
“Not so much hiding. I think he's involved with the James case. I found him practically dead in the alleyway behind this building. Took him in. He can't walk, still got slight internal bleeding and was stabbed near the kidney so he can't even go toilet. What I'm worried about is him being bedridden and not being able to defend himself. What if Jungkook was too late? What if he was killed? I'm sure that's what James wants-according to that body” Yoongi nods in the direction that the tattooed and rotting body laid.
“Wow. You really are feeling things for him, huh? I've never heard you think about someone so much Yoongi. I must meet this kid, I wanna see what's changed you”
“Yeah well you can only do that if he's still alive”
“That's true. Now should we check on them?” The mafia boss nodded at his comrades words.
“Shouldn't we be calling clean up team first?”
“Already did. You blanked out on me for 5 minutes Yoongi, after Jungkook went up in the lift”
“Okay then. We good to go?”
“Yeah, of course”
The two shared a look as they stepped into the lift. “I won’t tell anyone by the way, your secret is safe with me” Jimin’s words were just above a whisper. Yoongi was thankful for that, he wanted, no needed some peace and quiet in his lifetime for once.
The lift opened and Jimin frowned at the lack of Jungkook or any other bodies. Yoongi’s brows furrowed as he walked quietly to his room. When he opened the door, Jungkook was on the floor unmoving, three bodies lai around him.
“Jungkook” The red haired spoke first.
“Taehyung” The blonde followed.
Jungkook POV (Earlier)
‘This is now I'm gonna die huh?’
His smirk was still there.
BANG
Everything went dark.
Yet he could still feel. He could still fill the blood clotting from his shoulder. He could still feel the sharp ache from his rib alongside the dull thumping of the numerous bruises forming.
‘I thought you can't feel after death. Huh’ The 20 year old opened his eyes, first seeing the body in front him fall to their knees, the gun that was once in his mouth was still in the man's grip, but was on the floor.
Then he noticed it. Blood started pooling around the man's head, he looked up at the window that looked out at the city around them and saw blood and bits of brain stain the glass.
The plum haired felt something sticky on his face, when he brought his hand up to touch it, he found out that yes, it really was the other's brain and blood.
A chuckle escaped the ex officer's lips at first.
The chuckle grew into a giggle.
The giggle grew into a laugh, so loud it bounced off the walls, sounding even louder.
‘This is fucking brilliant. What a way to put an end to this fight’ The young male started clapping.
“But who shot the man. The only one here other than me is…” A lump formed in his throat. No. It couldn't be.
His prayers were unanswered as he spun on his heel only to see a box grin, a mop of messy brown hair and a gun in a bandaged hand.
Jungkook growled, hating the fact that it was indeed Taehyung that had shot the other male.
“Well shit” The plum haired grumbled. “Guess I'll let you live a bit longer” He smirked. “Guess you kinda saved my life back there huh?”
The injured male nodded, lowering his gun. Jungkook stated at the injured male before staring at the man whose brain messied the room. ‘But how did he get such a gold aim? That guy was standing so close to me’
Jungkook locked eyes with the brown haired. ‘You were prepared to either kill me accidently before killing him or you knew you were going to aim well, even in that condition’
He opened his mouth to ask which one it was but the word started spinning and before he knew it, the world was blank.
And after a moment that felt like but a few seconds that actually was apparently a lot longer, he opened his eyes to see someone he was least suspecting to be sitting by his head, watching over him; Suga.
“You're awake” The plum haired’s heart started thumping, he felt an overwhelming sense of pride, of confidence as he subtly glanced at Taehyung who was alone in bed.
‘I suppose I'll let you live, since Suga Hyung prefers me’ He smiled up at the elder.
“I killed those guys like you asked” Jungkook”s heart swelled at the slight upturn of the elder’s lips. ‘Is he smiling? Does that mean he's proud of me?”
The plum haired grinned to which the blonde shook his head. “Hyung” Jungkook licked his lips, staring up into Suga’s deep brown eyes. “Yeah?”
He could feel his heart thumping, he could hear it in his ears alongside the breathing of the other. He could feel butterflies in his stomach, he felt slightly sick.
“I think I'm in love with you” Jungkook watched the elder’s eyes widen a fraction. He really was hard to read to the untrained eye.
“Jungkook, look, you're probably delusional from blood loss. You've known me for about 48 hours. You can not be in love already” Jungkook frowned at the other's words.
“But I do” The 20 year old growled. When the mafia boss sighed and looked towards Taehyung who was sleeping, a sharp blade of jealousy pierced his heart. His entire being was screaming out at him to make Suga his.
So he grabbed the other's black shirt and just as the other turned to look at the man who was doing it, the plum haired crushed his lips onto thinner, softer ones.
The 20 year old ignored the ache of his ribs, the way more blood pooled out of his bullet wound, the sting of the other's lips on his own cut ones.
He locked eyes with the blonde who sat still, not removing the younger nor kissing back.
Jungkook began to move his lips, even as going as far to lightly lap at the other's lips, trying convey his feelings.
It wasn't until the plum haired closed his eyes that the 27 year old started kissing back, groaning quietly into the kiss.
Jungkook broke away from the kiss as the blonde climbed on top of him, the elder’s ass sitting perfectly on the plum haired’s crotch.
“Fuck, Hyung” The 20 year old moaned just before their lips met again. Jungkook’s hands began wandering, moving from the mafia boss’s blonde locks to his his back.
Jungkook could feel the shiver that ran down the other's spine, the bump of the scar that the other had and the very slight tremble in the 27 year old’s legs as he straddled the younger.
The plum haired began grinding his crotch up into the others ass, opening his mouth to let the blonde’s tongue in when he felt it swipe across his bottom lip.
He was just putting his large hands up the other’s shirt when the sound of someone clearing their throat caused Suga to jump back.
‘Fuck, and I was so close’
Jungkook looked up from his place on the floor to a scowling red haired. “So guys, now that you're done eating each other's faces, which I'd like to say is a horrible thing to do to Tae-Tae here, I wanted to alert you guys about RM coming here. In half an hour”
“Sorry about that” Suga grumbled, standing up and brushing his legs to get rid of any dirt that could have gotten on them.
Jungkook followed the elder with his eyes the smirk on his face grew. ‘Awh, Suga Hyung got a semi’ He stood up, grinning ear to ear as he walked past the two elders that weren’t moving, giving the blonde a tap on his ass.
“We’ll continue this tonight, right Hyung?” The plum haired whispered, trying his best to be as seductive as he could.
When he heard the elder try to subtly clear his throat, he walked away, a happy bounce in his step.
‘I wonder if I'll top or if he wants to’ The plum haired sat down on the couch, swearing under his breath when he felt what was probably a broken rib move.
‘In this condition, I doubt I could do much fucking mind you…’
Yoongi’s POV
Silence.
It was filled with an awkward silence after the youngest left the room and for once in his life, Yoongi was hating every second of it.
“Yoongi-”
“Jimin-”
The two looked at each other and the blonde nodded at the younger to continue.
“Yoongi, I thought you liked him like a brother cause he reminded you of yourself” Jimin crossed his arms.
Yoongi groaned a little, rubbing his face. “I know. I do. I was looking over his wounds when he kissed me” The mafia leader sat on the foot of his queen sized bed.
He totally didn't like the warmth from the injured male seeping into him.
Not at all.
“Yeah yeah, I pretty much guessed that since you have the hots for the cutie in bed” The blonde rolled his eyes as he heard a squeak come from under the covers. “Can't really deny that, can I now?”
The 27 year old looked at his comrade to see the shrug of muscular shoulders. He sighed loudly. “Maybe I'm sex deprived. It's been like a month since I last got laid”
The red haired gasped, a hand over his mouth as he looked at Yoongi like the male had just told him actually had three dicks and his name was Barbra.
“A month?”
“Yeah”
“You- A whole month?”
“Is it weird?”
“Is it weird… Suga for fucks sake you had to have sex every other day last time I checked”
“Yes, I am actually a sex demon who has finally learnt how to contain his hunger” The blonde drawled out sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “Look. Let's just clean up a little so RM doesn't find out about Taehyung and discuss this later, okay? Preferably at a time in which we don't have a jealous teen moping in the living room”
“Fine then”
The mafia leader stood up from the bed, walking over to the 3 dead bodies, grunting when he saw the damage. “Hold on a second, this guy has a bullet wound. Jungkook didn't have his gun..” He thought aloud, looking at the way the body had fallen, a gun in his hand.
“Could have shot himself?” Jimin suggested but Yoongi knew better. “No, look, the guns in his left hand but the bullet wound is at his right side. He was shot from a third party”
The blonde looked from the bullet wound to where the shot would have come from.
He felt his heart speed up when he locked eyes with Taehyung.
“Did you do it?” Yoongi asked, a slight upturn in the corners of his mouth.
He was amused.
God was he interested in Taehyung now.
The other had shot a man, killed him.
The blonde looked down at the body, chuckling darkly. ‘He did it with such precision too’
“Hey Suga, we've got 24 minutes”
Said male scowled. “Yeah, yeah, got it” He grabbed the male with no brain left and dragged his body out and into the living room, smearing blood in a trail.
“Hyung about what happened earlier-” Yoongi rolled his eyes, groaning a little when he finally placed the body where he wanted it. “Not now, RM is coming any second now and fuck if I want to find out what happens if he sees Tae”
The mafia leader frowned at the nickname he had slipped out. ‘Tae? Really Yoongi?’
“So you gave him a nickname huh?” Jungkook growled.
“You already have one, dipshit. Why am I even answering your stupid questions?”
“Cause you wanna fuck this ass” Yoongi looked up from the blood stain that was no doubt forming, to black round eyes.
He snorted. “Yeah, sure, I wanna fuck your ass”
“DO YOU BOTTOM?” Jungkook squeaked, was that hope he saw in the other's eyes?
Yoongi groaned out loud a little. “Look, not now. Act on your best behavior in front of RM or your ass will be shot”
The 20 year old saluted as the 27 year old rolled his eyes, walking back out to his bedroom to get the other bodies.
20 minutes later, three bodies were lying on Yoongi tiled living room floor and they had reheated the pizza.
“So, RM is not to know about Tae-Tae?” Jimin asked, a slice of pizza in his hand as he rested his head on the mafia leader’s shoulder.
Yoongi nodded, not caring about the affection at that particular moment. He was secretly hoping that Namjoon didn't want to personally see the original place of the fight.
He looked up from the blood stain on his once spotless tiled floor when he heard something like a growl from Jungkook.
“Alright Bunny, I got it, I won't touch your man” The red haired chuckled defensively, standing up to sit on the other couch.
“Bunny” Yoongi looked his partner in puzzlement.
“Yeah-the nickname I gave for Jungkook as I bandaged up his chest” Jimin grinned, his shoulders squaring with pride.
“You didn't tell me about it” The 20 year old mumbled, stretching his arm to reach the pizza that was placed on a make-do coffee table that was made of the dead bodies.
“Did Yoon-” Said male grabbed the hunting knife off the couch he was on and threw it into the wall behind Jimin’s head, missing the bubbly 25 year old by an inch.
“Damn it, I missed” Yoongi sarcastically commented.
“Sorry, Suga here tell you about us yet?”
Yoongi could already tell that Jungkook was committing the fraction of the name to his memory.
“Us?” Yooni scowled, narrowing his eyes as he tried pushing the words ‘Don't you fucking dare’ mentally through the muscular male.
“Yes, please do elaborate, what's this ‘us' Hyung?” The plum haired was frowning, looking between the two elder leaders.
The red haired laughed, taking another bite out of his pizza slice. “Oh silly, not that, I was talking about our roles and rules in the gang”
“There was even a relationship for it to cross your mind? Jungkook spat, crossing his arms angrily.
‘Fuck, this is getting out of hand-What do I do?’ Yoongi licked his lips. ‘What would Taehyung do in this situation’
The 27 year old closed his eyes, drowning out the bickering of his two co-workers. ‘Tae would definitely change the subject’ He thought happily before opening his eyes at the sound of his door opening.
‘Why the fuck are you even thinking about him in this situation’ He shook his head as the bickering quieted down to a stop as footsteps could be heard making their way towards their living room.
“I heard what happened Yoongi-”
‘Fucking hell Namjoon, you and your big gob’ The blonde looked over to see a shit eating grin on the plum haired.
“-So spare me the details.Who was it?” The voice got louder and more clear as the tall pink haired male sat next to his second in command.
“Probably Choi James. I think he has links to Man Soo too” Jimin answered.
“RM”
“Suga” The two acknowledged each other before Namjoon looked at the other two. “How’s it going ChimChim?”
“Good. Sales are up, we seem to be popular in the red district” The pink haired hummed in reply before turning his cold eyes to the youngest.
“You are?”
Jungkook held out his hand. “Jungkook”
Namjoon didn't shake his hand, instead he nodded knowingly, looking around the room. “So you're the kid Suga took under his wing huh?”
“Yup! Isn't he just a cutie. He's great with knifes” Jimin chirped, eating more pizza.
“Knifes?” Namjoon raised an eyebrow as Yoongi sighed. “Yeah, he’s skilled in killing. He’s an ex police officer”
The pink haired male nodded. “So, second in command, what are you thinking?”
Yoongi stared at the young male he was unfortunately becoming all too familiar with. “I was actually thinking of letting him work alongside ChimChim or J-Hope”
“Hmm? And why is that?” His longtime friend and business partner looked at him.
“Because…” The blonde’s eyebrows furrowed.’He wants to fuck me and honestly, I don’t think I can hold out much longer. I need a good fuck to let my frustration out’ He locked eyes with the plum haired. “He needs hand to hand combat training first. ChimChim, you could do that, right?”
He heard an affirmative ‘Yes sir’ before continuing. “And he needs gun training from J-Hope”
“Why not you?” Yoongi looked away from the onyx eye’s of Jungkook and up at his amused boss instead. “You’re extremely good with a gun, if not better than J-Hope”
Yoongi scoffed. “I was thinking more along the lines of sniping”
Namjoon gave the 27 year old a pointed look, something along the lines of ‘Yeah sure, you don’t want to fuck him’.
“Besides, I was thinking of creating a separate assassin group”
All three males raised their eyebrows.
“An assassin group?” Jimin questioned.
“When were you going to tell me this?” The blonde shrugged at the 28 year old’s question.
“Okay, but what does that have to do with me?” Jungkook pitched in.
“I was thinking of making you the first member of it” Jungkook grinned at the elder’s words.
“ME?”
Yoongi nodded. “Yup. From what I’ve gathered, you like killing. Figured this would be a win-win situation. We get to kill of people quietly and you get to kill people”
Namjoon chuckled. “So smart. Have him skillfully kill of those few police officers and government officials that try and shut us down since we can’t do that openly”
“Makes sense. It’s always a pain in the ass whenever they try and actually fight crime” Jimin added.
“So you want me to become an assassin, Hyung?” Yoongi nodded.
“If that’s so, then won’t Jungkook become a new head?” The red haired asked.
“That’s true. There are 4 of us now, but there’s not a sector for assassins, so he’d become a new member”
“Then we better get that tattoo done quickly before rumours start to get out” Namjoon concluded.
“The tattoo?” Jungkook asked. “Why so early?”
“Because…” Jimin started.
“If others find out that there is going to be a new head, they’ll try and hunt that person down” Namjoon continued.
“Okay but how does getting the tattoo quickly change that”
“They won’t touch you. They’ll see the mark of our clan-A high ranked mark at that-and they’ll stop. Because the moment they see that mark, if they were to hurt you…” The 25 year old grinned as he spoke.
“I would begin hunting them” Yoongi finished coldly.
“Oh okay, I get it now”
“Now that we’ve decided, shall you accompany Jungkook to get the tattoo? Namjoon suggested, a sadistic glint in his eyes.
“Sure” The blonde narrowed his eyes at is friend and boss. “Text me later, won't you?”
The pink haired nodded before standing up making the other’s stand out of respect. “Let’s go ChimChim, let’s go gather the other heads and tell them of the news”
“Sure boss. You guys realize that they’ll probably want to want to test his skills, right?” the red haired asked.
“Of course. They wouldn't be a leader if they didn’t” Namjoon smiled before leaving with Jimin.
It was silent in the living room, the smell of blood and death was slowly but surely getting stronger. “I’ll go call the clean up team” Yoongi mumbled, digging out his phone to call them.
“Okay Hyung” Jungkook replied.
He pressed dial and brought the phone up to his ear. “I need a clean up, 3 bodies. The bodies that were downstairs got cleaned but the area was not properly cleaned” The blood was only quickly washed away, the police would still be able to see the stains under UV light.
“Make it quick, I have to go out so send Basick, he’ll let you guys up. Tell him that I want my bedroom cleaned too. But only him”
“Got it sir” The female voice said on the other line before hanging up.
Basick was a friend he had met around 3 years after he met Namjoon. They were close, so he knew he could trust him to not say anything about Taehyung.
“You ready Hyung?” Yoongi startled at the rough, deepness of the younger’s voice that sounded like it came from so close.
“Yeah” Was the blondes breathless reply. When he turned his head to face the plum haired, his chin hit the other’s shoulder. ‘Fuck, when was he this close?’
“Hyung, you’re really hot, are you sure we can’t continue on from earlier?” Yoongi rolled his eyes, choosing to not entertain the younger but instead go to Taehyung.
“Oh yeah, Hyung?”
The blonde hummed in reply as he began making his way to his bedroom.
“Why aren’t we leaving? Surely this place is unsafe now, right?”
“Because we killed all of them just now. They’d be stupid to try that shit again and lose more men. Also, I’ll be changing the locks tonight” Yoongi replied.
“Alright Hyung”
When he got into his bedroom, he was happy to see the other awake.
“Hey” was written on the iPad’s note app.
“I’m going out for a while, but my long time friend Basick is coming with a couple of others to clean up this mess. So don’t be alarmed when a guy you don’t recognise comes in. I’ll tell him to bring the Jajamyeon that you wanted, yeah?”
Taehyung gave a weak nod and it made Yoongi’s heart swell with a feeling he had never felt before.
The mafia leader leant down to whisper into the younger’s ear. “We’ll watch the avengers when I come back, yeah?” Taehyung nodded before flashing Yoongi a box smile and his iPad screen.
A smile formed on the 27 year old’s own face when he read it aloud. “We don’t know each other well but I kinda wanna cuddle whilst we watch it-Can we?”
He saw the 20 year old’s sheepish smile and chuckled. “Sure”
He waited patiently till Taehyung finished writing, ruffling the other’s hair after reading the words ‘Thanks, I feel safe with you’
“Oh yeah, were you the one that killed that guy earlier? I know I keep a spare gun under my pillow” The blonde licked his lips, already guessing that it was indeed the injured male that shot the other.
A quick nod made Yoongi’s heart flutter, he had butterflies in his stomach. “So, you’ve killed someone?” Another nod made Yoongi’s heart race.
He could hear the thumps of his his heart pushing blood around his body. ‘Is this...turning you on? Yoongi you sick fuck’
“How does that make you feel? Knowing that you’ve killed someone” Yoongi could feel a smile tugging at his lips.
He read the words ‘Upset. But it’s not my first time so I guess I’ll get over it soon enough’ and burst into a fit of giggles.
It was the first time for Yoongi.
The first time that Yoongi had come across someone that had killed and someone he sexually liked the look of.
‘Am I into murders?’ He thought momentarily until Jungkook came into the room. Yoongi looked at the other’s face before scanning down the other’s body.
‘Fuck. Maybe I am’
“Hyung let’s go”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming”
Jungkook snorted. “Boy would I pay to get you to say that in another way”
“Well hot-stuff, good luck on that. I’m not interested in you” Yoongi shook his head, turning back around to look at the injured male he’d somehow ended up looking after.
‘But maybe I’m interested in you’
Annnd gues who's finished all of ther exams???
My exams finished on th 21'st of June and here I am, upating on the 24th!
EXO'S COMEBACK IS SO GOOD I'M CRYING
Here's some cute taegi gifs for yall
HOW CUTE WAS THAT STAGE I WAS SCREAMING
Here's some SugaKookie since I now a lot of this fic is sugakookie at this point practically i'mnotsureifishouldkeepthesugakookietagornot
Here's some VMin too whilst we're at it
I think these gifs pretty much some up VMin's relationship in this fic haha
Anyways, thanks for commenting (I love LOVE L-O-V-E reading them), upvoting and subscribing.
I have a 2 and a half month summer break now since it was my last year!
I hope any of you who had exams dd well (I hope I did too lol) and I hope my fic helps you de-stress!
Lot's of love,
-Izzy xx