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There are two things Taehyung is aware of right now:
- Jungkook is probably not in his apartment.
- The reason he is not in his apartment might be related to Taehyung.
As he drives the car at probably 120 KMH, probably runs through more than five red lights and he is not even going to slow down, a police car was following them until they saw the car number plate and the tiger logo.
When he said that he runs the city and he makes the rule he wasn’t lying. This is his goddamn city, it lights for him, speaks for him and when needed it burns for him. It seems it has to burn right now.
His mind is clearly heavy, fogged with trains of thoughts and he just hopes that the crippling thoughts are just baseless thoughts which shouldn’t be acknowledged.
He wants him to be safe, the only ray of sunshine in his life might not be safe right now, and his palms grow white, fingers trembling and tapping the steering wheel.
The fingers which didn’t tremble while putting holes inside his both best friends parents are now trembling, the guy who didn’t flinch when a motherly figure who taught him how to be tender was killed by his own hand is now blinking rapidly.
‘Tae.’ The whisper is almost inaudible with all the damned thoughts in his head, he tilts his head, taking a right turn and he hears the horn blaring off behind them.
Please be okay, is now repeating inside his head like a fucking mantra.
‘What if he ran away? What if he doesn’t want to come back?’ Yoongi questions his words carefully, eyes battling to stay on him as his eyes are getting diverted from the lights.
Everything stops moving for him, his head now having another wave of a tsunami and it’s possible, maybe Bogum just dozed off in his car and Jungkook ran away simply, because he can understand why he would want to run away rather than go back to the hell hole.
It would make more sense. ‘Are we gonna have a lot of sex?’ He had asked, if he didn’t plan to stay, if he didn’t want to come back would’ve he said something?
‘He might be afraid of us, might have thought we wouldn’t let him go and run away, probably being too scared to even say he doesn’t want to stay.’ Yoongi mumbles, biting his bottom lip, and then Taehyung thinks.
‘I think you don’t know him well enough to say bullshit like that.’ Taehyung clicks his tongue, clearly disappointed, he is not afraid of them, not even when he saw Taehyung strangling a guy.
‘He is not afraid of us,Yoongi. If he wanted an out he would’ve talked so, we talked about it he wanted to stay, asked me to make him stay, he didn’t want an out.’ Taehyung reasons and Yoongi nods, realizing that he is actually not afraid of them.
He turns to the right, now he can his apartment building and he sees a black SUV parked near the building, it’s Bogum’s the windows are covered, Taehyung parks his car behind the SUV, he hops out and walks over Bogum’s car, he tries to unlock it but it doesn’t work.
He looks at Yoongi who has a thin silver wire, he will unlock the car and find out what happened to Bogum.
‘I’ll go check the apartment.’ He says to Yoongi, who nods and takes out a cigarette, lighting it with his lighter.
He takes out a bluetooth headset and turns it on, calling Jimin using the voice control.
‘Any updates?’ He asks walking into the apartment building, he sees the security guard coming closer to him, he takes a drag and waits for Jimin to answer.
‘Yes, give me a minute.’
The security guard stops him midway, Taehyung sighs and takes another drag and lets out a big puff of smoke.
‘Mister you can’t smoke here.’ He says politely and starts examining him, he frowns at something and starts getting pale, Taehyung takes a drag looking straight into his eyes and throws the cigarette on the ground and crushes it.
He starts to walk past him, taking the stairs to reach 7th floor is stupid but he can’t waste another minute.
‘Dae-Jung went back to his mansion after visiting Ji-woo.’ Jimin informs him through the device and Taehyung just nods.
‘Taehyung I might have bad news.’ He says Taehyung just keeps on climbing the stairs, he is now on the 4th floor.
‘Seo-Jung's car was seen near his apartment.’
Taehyung stops, no, not him. ‘Seo-Jung has him.’ He hears him say and Taehyung is terrified. He looks around, eyes closing and opening the next second, he needs to do something, he will fucking burn him alive if he touched Jungkook.
Seo-jung is a maniac, a psychopath with an addiction and he has messed up with people without their consent.
‘Location.’ Taehyung mumbles, turning around walking down the stairs, he will not let it go if he did anything to Jungkook.
‘I’m working on it.’
Taehyung clenching his fits and gritting his jaw, he reaches the ground floor, meeting the security guard again, the security guard tenses and frowns looking at him.
He knows something, ‘Fucking work on it and tell me where the fuck did he take Jungkook.’
‘His car was seen near Gangnam a few minutes ago.’
Seo-Jung seems to be playing with him now because he was in Gangnam and came all the way here just to go there again. Seo-Jung doesn’t know what he will do if he touches him.
He starts pacing towards him slowly, lighting another cigarette and he raises his brows.
The security guard tenses, trying to avoid his eyes and he starts to take hurried steps towards the entrance.
‘Stop.’ He orders and the security guard panics but stops walking.
Taehyung shrugs his shoulders, body composes and he drags a smoke, walking closer to him. He stands in front of him, the guy is not looking at him.
‘I don’t know anything, I don’t know I swear tiger.’ He begins to stutter and Taehyung is now sure he knows something, how did he know about Taehyung? He smirks, letting out the smoke and takes a drag.
‘Look here, just tell me what you know and I will not even touch you.’ Taehyung says, smoke coming out from his mouth and the uncle is trembling.
‘Tiger, they will kill me.’ He stutters, his body shaking and eyes starting to get teary.
Taehyung rolls his eyes, he takes a drag from the cigarette and exhales the smoke.
He grits his teeth, tilting his head to the right and he clicks his tongue. ‘You tell me what you know right now, I’m running out of time now.’ He whispers, voice deep and husky, the guy flinches, licking his lips. He shakes his head, crying and Taehyung is out of patience.
He nods, his hand now holding the collar of the guy, dragging him with him.
‘Fair enough.’ He says and drags smoke from his cigarette, he throws the cigarette and watches Yoongi carrying unconscious or dead Bogum.
He knows Dae-Jung is not stupid enough to kill his man but he can’t say the same about his son, he is a wrack and that’s why he doesn’t want Jungkook to stay another minute with him.
‘Send people to trail him.’ He says and the old man is shaking, not even trying to free himself from Taehyung’s grip, Taehyung looks at Yoongi who looks at the security guard and then at him.
‘He passed out. It’s the same damn thing we stopped selling three months ago.’ Yoongi informs with an annoyed voice.
He used drugs to make him unconscious? The same drug that caused havoc around the city and who the hell is still selling it?
‘Who is he?’ Yoongi asks, pointing at the guard and Taehyung just clicks his tongue, he opens the back door of Bogum’s suv and throws the old man in it.
‘He knew something, didn’t speak.’ Taehyung informs he looks at the trembling man one more time and then leans forward.
‘You gonna speak or should I just let him handle it? I can make sure you will see the sunlight tomorrow but if you’re with him I can’t say the same.’ Taehyung warns and the guy just sobs, Taehyung sighs closing the door.
‘Take care of Bogum and ask the guard what he knows.’ Taehyung orders.
‘No, I am sorry I can’t.’ Yoongi argues.
‘Seo-Jung is back on the field again, Yoongi. I’m gonna bring him to our playground.’ Taehyung hums in satisfaction, Yoongi’s face twists and tenses at his name.
‘Taehyung, I’m coming and boys will be waiting for you near gangnam and we have locked down the area.’ Jimin informs me through bluetooth.
‘Ask someone to pick Bogum, I am going with Tae.’ Yoongi informs him through his own bluetooth.
Taehyung rolls his eyes, waiting for anyone to pop up out of darkness and someone does come out from the back of the apartment’s entrance.
‘Minyu, take care of Bogum and try to interrogate the guard with nothing hard or hurtful.’ Taehyung informs and the guy nods. Yoongi tosses the keys to him and they start walking towards his car, Taehyung and Yoongi hops into the car and waits for Bogum’s car to take off.
‘You look calmer than before.’ Yoongi makes a remark, rolling down the window and he sees the car pulling away, he tilts his head to look at him and starts the engine.
‘I just know they’re not gonna hurt him.’ Taehyung hums, he waits for Yoongi to light a cigarette and give one to Taehyung. Yoongi lights the cigarette and passes it to Taehyung, he lights his own cigarette and they both take a drag at the same time.
Taehyung rolls down his window as well, his one hand now outside holding the cigarette as he hits the road.
‘Bike or car?’ Yoongi asks, leaving a big puff inside the car and Taehyung just shrugs away his shoulder, looking at him.
‘Jimin’s gonna take a bike and we are already driving my sweetheart.’ Taehyung informs him and they hit the main road, it leads to a four way road, straight will lead to Gangnam, two black suvs behind him with tiger figures in the middle, his men are here now and he takes another drag.
He looks around, the road is busy, a tens of cars around them and a busy sidewalk. He exhales the smoke inside the car, eyes on the road to see which turns he should take to take over them.
There is a red car in front of his car, a bus to his right side and he sees there is a white audi to his left, he presses the horn and tries to make a way by asking the red car to give some space but the red car doesn’t budge, it keeps on moving at a slow speed and Taehyung is now tired of this.
He takes a drag and sees the bus is iditicating to turn right and red car is also indicating the same, he won’t let that car go that easily, he presses his feet on brake slowing down the pacw, he looks behind and the suvs are following them with a safe distance.
The bus turns to the right and Taehyung sees the gap between them and he quickly takes off his feet, changing the gear to 6, he slowly starts to come closer to the red car and when he sees only a 100 meter gap he pushes his feet further to the accelerator, a loud noise of car tires coming from behind.
The red car turns to the left with a sudden acceleration and almost crashes into another car. Taehyung shows the driver a middle finger and slowly slows down his pace, changing the gear to four.
‘Seo-Jung is mine.’ Yoongi informs, hissing as the cigarette hits his chest, his eyes on the road to see a few cars it’s not hustling like it was busy a few minutes ago, which means they’re clearing the road for him, he can’t help but feel proud of Jimin and feel cocky because this bloody city actually runs for him.
‘Sir, Min-suk and Han-sung reporting.’ He hears the voice of them from the earpiece. He nods, looking out of the window, he takes a drag throwing the cigarette out and pulls up the window.
‘Try to keep up with me.’ He says, roaring his engine and trying not to over speed.
He sees two police cars following them from behind and rolls his eyes. They never learn Taehyung cracks his neck, knuckles second and he sighs waiting for them to leave the scene or get an update from the upper authorities to stop chasing them.
The police cars started the sirens, following them because they didn’t stop. Ten minutes pass by and they’re still following them, and in addition to that, one more police car starts to follow them.
The police officer asks them to stop through a microphone but they don’t stop, they might not be aware of them because Jimin handled the situation well, lockdown means their networks are blocked, his people put curfew means no one will dare to come out.
‘Okay, now they’re pissing me off.’ Taehyung states he is already losing his cook thinking Jungkook might not be safe and now these people too, he looks at the road trying to see a way to get them to stop following, true to Jimin’s words the roads are almost empty and he sees the curfew is working just fine, he hums in satisfaction and tilts his head to see Yoongi.
He looks at the rear mirror and ‘They probably don’t know who we are, so give me some space. Don’t pull the brake.’He orders through the earpiece. ‘Yes, sir.’ He hears both of them acknowledge.
‘Let them follow me and then cover them from behind.’ Taehyung orders.
They start to slow down and move to each side now three cars behind him, Taehyung smirks. It's been a while since he used his driving skills, he looks at the road ahead thankfully there is no car within 500 meters.
‘Good day to pick a bugatti veyron.’ Yoongi says, voice composed and he fastens the seatbelt, holding the grab handle.
‘That’s my sweetheart.’ He mumbles, he adjusts the rear mirror, he plays his playlist, the first song starts playing Do I wanna know? By Arctic monkeys.
Taehyung tilts his head to see Yoongi who smirks, nodding, Taehyung wraps his hand around the gear, one hand handling the steering wheel.
He changes the gear to 5, slowly speeding up passing those two cars now the road is empty, only 3 cars ahead of them which are almost a half mile away.
Those three police cars now chasing him, Taehyung presses his feet further, looking at the suvs giving police cars full access to follow him.
He then looks at them speeding up trying to keep up with a bugatti, it’s funny and when he presses his feet further the speed reaches to 190 KMH, passing those cars which were half mile away from him and he sees no car any further.
He changes the gear to 6 and then at 7, his feet pressing against the accelerator and the speed is now almost touching 200KMH.
He looks at Yoongi, hand now wrapping around the handbrake, the smirk on his face stays the same, he looks at them and slightly leans towards the right side, flicking the direction of the steering wheel, when he sees them approaching he pulls the handbrake and preses his feet on the clutch, he lets the steering wheel swing to right, making his car make a loud sound as it drifts and makes a whole noise and shifts towards them.
He handles the steering wheel again, now slowly pulling back the handbrake, his feet now moving forward on the acceleration.
He presses his feet further and starts going towards the police cars at a speed, they panics and starts to reverse but stops by his SUV’s.
Taehyung slows down when he sees there isn’t much space left between them, he changes the gear and lets his feet fall on the brake, he presses his feet furthermore on brake when he almost touches their car and hops out of the car, six police officers come out, face pale and hands trembling.
‘Min-hyuk, Seong-Jin and Alex Jeon.’ He read the inspector names on their uniforms, he didn’t care about those police officers who were driving.
‘Do you know who I am?’ He asks, furiously, a vein popping on his forehead, ‘Do you not fucking know the rule?’ He growls, he can’t waste his time on these useless fucks.
‘When you fucking see a tiger logo on a car or see number plate with 001 and tiger, you don’t fucking follow it.’ He growls, he sees Yoongi approaching them, he wants to kill them and move on but why make it all a big fuzz.
‘Who do you report to?’ Yoongi asks calmly and Taehyung is already walking back, Yoongi nods, taking the name and sighs.
‘Take care of them.’ He orders his men who nod and he walks back into the car.
They reach gangnam street and sees 10 bikers and 5 black suvs, he sees Jimin on his harley.
The street looks empty, ‘He is in Hangang Park.’ Jimin informs through the earpiece.
‘Does he have him?’ He asks, watching everyone bow to him, Jimin takes off his helmet and nods.
‘That we don’t know and he knows we are here.’ He replies.
‘I don’t want anyone except Yoongi with me, y’all lay low and don’t let any intruder come to the scene.’ Taehyung informs and Jimin nods, he gives all of the bikers signal to move and make a way for Taehyung.
‘What car is he driving?’ He asks, taking off almost immediately and sees Yoongi take out his gun, he unfastens the seatbelt and unlocks the safety lock.
‘It’s a tesla.’ Jimin replies.
They reach Hangang park in no time, Taehyung sees a tesla parked outside and a man is smoking a cigarette behind the car, as smoke is coming out.
‘Tiger.’ The man behind the car walks out of the shadow of the car, his face round, he is tall, pale skin, with sharp dragon eyes and lips small with clear dimples, his hands are covered in tattoos and his nose, bottom lip, and eyebrows are pierced.
‘Seo-Jung.’ Yoongi says gritting his teeth, his palm going white at the grip around his gun. Taehyung sighs, he just wants to see him.
‘Where is he?’ Taehyung asks him, his hand running into his hair, clearly frustrated and angry.
‘Who are we talking about?’ He asks, acting all oblivious, he is stepping closer to them, Yoongi might kill him before he can answer Taehyung's question.
‘Sir.’ Minyu connects him via the bluetooth, Taehyung frowns, humming so he can continue.
‘The guard said Jungkook is in his apartment. A man came asking for Jungkook and the guard told him the apartment number, he told the guard to shut his mouth if anyone comes to ask for him or he will kill his entire family, the mentioned guy matches the description of Seo-Jung.’ Minyu informs and Taehyung feels like a fool now.
He raises his eyebrows, watching him move closer to them, the man has changed in his games, he played with them, with him?
‘There is a man guarding his apartment, that's why the guard was afraid.’ Minyu informs further and Taehyung just hums.
He is impressed by Seo-Jung, Taehyung was almost there, he should have checked the apartment first before coming all the way here but he doesn’t regret it.
‘Seo-Jung, you’re still are a pathetic loser.’ Taehyung says with an unimpressive expression, he sighs in relief to know that Jungkook is safe.
‘Jim, you heard Minyu right? Go take care of it.’ Taehyung says through the bluetooth, Seo-Jung watches him with a smirk and Yoongi just sighs, putting his gun back and taking out a cigarette.
‘Tiger, you shouldn’t have messed with my dad.’ Seo-Jung says with a pout and whiny voice.
‘You don’t know what you did, do you?’ Yoongi asks, lighting his cigarette and looking up at him.
Seo-Jung's face twists, eyes dark and he shrugs his shoulders. ‘How dare you question me like that, you pathetic leech?’ He snaps, face grimacing and Taehyung walks forward, his hand now holding his collar.
‘You motherfucker, eating the crumbs I left is talking to my man like that? Who the fuck do you think you’re?’ Taehyung growls, his hand now wrapping around his neck, Seo-Jung trembles, his hands wrapping around Taehyung’s wrist. He lifts him, his legs dangling in the air.
‘You and your dad want my attention so badly, no? First he was the one getting choked now you too.’ Taehyung tightens his grip, Seo-Jung is only a few inches shorter than him, he has muscles but Taehyung is stronger. Seo-Jung chokes, tears brimming in his eyes and he tries to free himself.
‘You touched my baby and are now disrespecting my man.’ He digs his nails into his pale skin, forcing him to walk backwards and Taehyung walks forward, his back hitting his own car. He hisses in pain, tears streaming down his face, he cries harder.
He realizes the power of his own words, Jungkook is his baby and fuck all sanity he is going to claim him as his, he is Kim Taehyung’s baby, Jeon Jungkook belongs to him and he is Taehyung’s baby.
‘I can kill you right here, right now you motherfucker and no one will question me, not even your pathetic dad.’ Taehyung groans, everyone is testing his patience lately. Seo-Jung's face goes red, his eyes weak and breathing almost gone.
‘You didn’t even have the guts to take him out.’ Taehyung lets him go when he sees that he might pass out and spits on the ground.
‘I touched him, he has the tiniest waist, his skin is so soft and god, his lips are soft as a fucking marshmallow.’ He smirks coughing and Yoongi rushes throwing the cigarette, he pushes him away coming in between them and pulls Taehyung closer.
‘Taehyung no.’ He begs, eyes pleading and Taehyung is not going to do anything to him here anyway, he just shrugs his shoulders clicking his tongue, his fist clenching.
He takes out his phone, ‘Take him with us.’ Taehyung informs walking back to his car, he dials a number and unlocks his car. ‘Put him back into the car.’ Taehyung orders and Yoongi nods.
His phone presses against his ear, Yoongi just pushes him into his car and warns him to keep his mouth shut to make everything less painful.
‘Dae-Jung, I fucking warned you. Who the fuck do you think you’re?’ He snarls, looking at Seo-Jung, the red marks on his neck makes Taehyung smirk.
‘Your little maniac is with me, come and pick him from my house.’ With that Taehyung cuts the call, he doesn’t know what’s going to happen to him right now, how dare he speak about Jungkook like that and touch him?
‘Don’t think I didn’t have the guts to take him, I was going to take him, he is a feisty little bastard who woke up even after I drugged him and started throwing tantrums and even screamed loudly and his hyungs came. He even said it’s not a good idea.’ Seo-Jung informs, his eyes are dark.
Taehyung breathes heavily, an image of him struggling crawling into his head and Taehyung wants to burn him, kill this bastard in front of everyone to show what will happen if someone dared to touch him.
Yoongi comes between again, he closes the door making Seo-Jung out of his sight, ‘Let’s go ignore this fucker for now, I promise you I will give him all type of pain he deserves.’ Yoongi mumbles, Taehyung walks back, Yoongi opens the door and smiles at Seo-Jung.
‘You’re mine to play with.’ Yoongi says softly, taking out his gun and Seo-Jung’s eyes widens, face pale and mouth opens.
‘You can’t kill me.’ He trembles, voice stutters and Yoongi clicks his tongue, shaking his head.
‘Oh but I can and I will, not right now.’ Yoongi says with a smirk and uses the back of his gun to hit him in the head, hard enough to pass him out, he has done this multiple times.
‘I’m gonna pick him up.’ Taehyung informs, hopping into the car and Yoongi nods.
==**==
When Jungkook opens his eyes he sees nothing but blackness, everything is moving, a loud sound comes out from his mouth as a whimper, he can see the ceiling of Taehyung’s room moving around. Oh, he is in Taehyung’s room? He tries to blink away the blackness but it doesn’t work.
He realizes his legs are in the air, he turns his head to see Taehyung’s chest, he doesn’t want to look up and see his angry face, he just calmly presses his ear on Taehyung’s chest and hears it, the raising heartbeat of his, he looks at him eyes worried, still he can’t see him clearly, his head dizzy and mind foggy.
Did he drink and pass out, again? He looks around, still can’t see anything clearly, just those lights twinkling, he looks at Taehyung again, his face blurry, he frowns because he is not moving nor Jungkook is moving.
‘You’re okay, I am here don’t worry?’ Taehyung’s deep velvety voice making Jungkook’s head less dizzy, he soon realizes that he is being carried by Taehyung who has stopped moving. Taehyung’s face becomes clear after a few blinks and he looks at him with a worried expression.
‘You.’ Jungkook tries to say but stammers, voice coming out as funny as a childlike.
‘Shouldn’t have left me alone.’ He says stammering and Taehyung rolls his eyes, still smiling and Jungkook giggles.
He suddenly realizes what has happened and jumps out of his arms, ‘Oh my god, how are my hyungs?’ He asks, suddenly his head starts spinning, his feet shaking but Taehyung’s arms are secured around his waist and Jungkook’s hand secured around his neck.
‘They’re fine.’ Taehyung replies, he looks at him closely and Jungkook gulps.
‘Are you hurt?’ Taehyung asks, examining him again and again and Jungkook shakes his head.
‘I’m fine.’ Jungkook replies with his face twisting, he remembers how he tried to pick him up and kidnap him, ‘Who was he, the guy who tried to kidnap me?’ Jungkook asks, wanting to throw up and Taehyung smirks, he pinches Jungkook’s cheeks.
‘Once you’re sober we will go visit him and you can tell me what I should do with him.’ Taehyung whispers and Jungkook rolls his eyes, he frees himself from Taehyung’s grip.
‘I’m sober but hungry so we will eat something.’ Jungkook whines, his hands scratching and the short white shirt now making his waist visible and the red marks too.
Jungkook realizes Taehyung is staring at his waist, he quickly covers his waist and now his eyes are not seeing blinking lights, the room around him is stable and clear.
‘Did he do it to you?’ Taehyung asks, walking closer to him.
Jungkook nods and he shouldn’t have said that because next thing he knows is he is being dragged by Taehyung, who is rushing towards a different direction from the kitchen he takes a right turn then left and then walks straight again taking a right turn, he is wearing a tuxedo with a gray tie, his hair disheveled and Jungkook is being faced by Taehyung’s back.
‘Where are we going?’ Jungkook asks, looking at a staircase which he didn’t know existed till now, Taehyung’s hands intertwining with him.
They both stop in front of a black door with a golden knob with a tiger figure above. Two guards are guarding the door with guns, they’re wearing all black outfits with black cap covering their faces but Jungkook can see a little bit of their faces
‘Bring him to my tiger den.’ Taehyung orders the guy to the left and Jungkook’s face goes pale, eyes wide, throat dries and his heartbeat erupts.
Tiger’s den? He heard the horrors about it, he heard if you go into the tiger den as tiger’s prey, you’ll not come back alive, this is a tiger's den? Shit is he going to kill him? What the fuck? What about Jungkook? Jungkook is not walking into the room as his prey so is he safe? But why is he still scared?
‘Ask Yoongi to come with my brief.’ Taehyung tells him, the guy nods and bows in front of him and then in front of Jungkook.
He realizes that it’s past midnight, hell it’s almost dawn time, he doesn’t remember much to be honest, he remembers throwing hands and kicking him.
‘Darling, it’s okay.’ Jungkook pulls him closer, trying to distract him or himself he doesn’t know, his free hand on Taehyung’s chest who scoffs.
‘No, it’s not, baby.’ Taehyung sternly replies, he grabs Jungkook’s hand tightly and slides a finger underneath his chin, caressing his lips moving closer.
Their breath mingling, Jungkook can’t breathe, his touch sets fire on his skin, he feels… ‘Aren’t you ashamed of enjoying his touch?’ A voice whispers into his head, Jungkook rolls his eyes and he really regrets going to meet his hyungs, they just made everything worse.
Taehyung moves away, he looks at the other guy and tilts his head to signal him to leave them alone, which he does and then Taehyung pulls him closer, his hand holding the knob as the knob makes a sound of a unlocking Taehyung turns it around and opens the door for Jungkook to enter.
It’s fingerprints protected, Jungkook realizes and he looks around, the room smells like sin and blood, nothing in between. Taehyung lets go of his head, walking away a little to stand in the middle behind him a rectangle table, the lights switch on when Taehyung claps two times.
It ignites nothing but horror, walls pitch black and tiger’s picture on every wall except on the middle wall where a throne is placed, the walls are black and tiles are white stainless, but the room still smells like blood.
‘Welcome to the tiger’s den petal.’ Taehyung welcomes him with a smirk, eyes shining like some artist is showing his most famous art piece. Jungkook can feel the goosebumps rise, chills running down to his spine.
‘I hope you never come here as my prey.’ Taehyung jokes and sweat starts to appear on Jungkook’s face, his heart beating fast and mouth dries, he gulps and sees Taehyung’s face changes.
He rushes towards him, his head spinning again, the walls screaming at him, white tiles ready to take his blood and Jungkook tries to focus, eyes closing and opening all he can see different victims dead bodies, according to his hyungs he shouldn’t be here and if they know he visited this room, they’ll lose it, they strictly warned him not to come this room.
‘Hey, hey you’re okay. I am here baby, no one’s gonna touch you or hurt you.’ Taehyung assures, wrapping his hands around his waist and Jungkook wants to laugh, he knows no one is capable of hurting him anyway but what about Taehyung?
His hyungs actually stirred everything for him.
‘Yes.’ Jungkook nods, freeing himself from his touch because it burns him, he hears the door opening and he knows who he is.
Yoongi walks with a briefcase and him. Taehyung shrugs his shoulders, he takes off his blazer which is now hanging on his arm, he is rolling up his sleeve.
‘Seo-Jung, welcome to the tiger’s den.’ Taehyung speaks, his deep voice sounding more deep and dangerous. Taehyung hands the blazer to Jungkook, who holds it closely to his chest, Taehyung starts to walk towards the throne with his hand wrapped around Jungkook’s wrist.
‘Min, the briefcase.’ He asks for his briefcase and the door locks behind them, Seo-Jung looks at him and smiles, he shrugs off Yoongi’s hand and Yoongi is walking towards them, Taehyung sits on the throne and pulls his hand making him sit on the armrest of the throne.
Yoongi looks at him with a frown, his eyes worriedly scanning his face and body to see any visible injuries and sighs when he doesn’t see any.
Seo-jung walks closer, his hands and legs are free. Jungkook wonders what if he tries to attack them? He is free, he can grab the table or those objects placed on the table to attack him but his eyes are on Taehyung.
Taehyung nods, he puts the briefcase on his lap and opens it. Yoongi doesn’t go, instead he stands on the other side of the throne, beside Taehyung. Taehyung tilts his head to see Seo-Jung and then at Yoongi.
‘Don’t worry, Min. He is yours, I just wanna teach him a lesson about what happens when he touches someone of mine.’ Taehyung says with a smirk and looks at the hesitant Seo-Jung.
‘Come sit here.’ Taehyung orders his voice cold, pointing at the chair in front of him, his eyes holding nothing human like feeling. Jungkook again feels another chill running down to his spine.
He trembles but walks towards him and sits on the chair with pale skin as instructed.
‘Tiger I shouldn’t be here, my dad would be here in no minute. It was a funny benter, no one was hurt, how can you summon me in your den.’ Seo-Jung tries to save himself and Taehyung scoffs, smirking.
‘You know what it means to be in a tiger den, no?’ Taehyung asks leaning forward, Jungkook sees a bunch of claws, different kinds of weapons and a red cloth. Taehyung picks a claw-like dagger and puts it in his right hand. It’s a vagh nakh, he has seen one like this before.
Seo-Jung’s eyes are wide, mouth open and he panics but doesn’t budge, he must have heard the horrors of this room too right? He looks down at the clawed hand reaching for his thighs.
Jungkook gulps, he stares into Seo-Jung’s expression, he looks like he has seen a ghost, he can’t overpower Taehyung but he looks like he can at least put up a good fight. Why isn’t he trying?
‘You’re not making out alive.’ Taehyung whispers with a dark smirk, his half face covered in darkness from Yoongi’s shadow and the other half which is visible doesn’t give anything humanlike, his eyes dark, blank and the smirk is making Jungkook’s inside turn.
It takes him a few seconds to register his words, Seo-Jung is going to die here in front of him, the ramen he had is making it’s work to come up with alcohol, he can’t actually see him die, no. He shakes his head, eyes wide when he realizes he might throw up here.
He looks around trying to distract himself, he hears a small whimper and he doesn’t look in the direction, his eyes fixated on the door.
‘I let your dad go after he disrespected my baby.’ Taehyung murmuring, his body shifting towards Seo-Jung probably, he can’t look at him. ‘I let him go when he tried to kill me.’ He continues and Jungkook hears his scream crying.
‘You fucking bastard not only tried to kidnap what’s mine but touched my baby.’ He hears Taehyung’s deep voice snapping at him and a loud slapping noise echoes through this room’s walls.
He flinches at the sound, eyes unsettling and he tries not to puke again, everything tries to come out of his mouth, his head spinning and he hears all the words of his hyungs, those glaring and unfriendly voices ringing in his head.
He registers Taehyung’s words like exhilarating, it’s like a sudden wave of a different emotion hit him, ‘my baby’ he called him that not once but twice, with so much affection not like those unfriendly voices nagging him to do better.
Jungkook’s heart skips a beat, his stomach erupting with something else now and he doesn’t know what takes over him, he just knows there is something different about Taehyung that makes Jungkook weak.
He stands up making Taehyung stop his assault, he turns around and sees Seo-Jung’s ripped jeans, fresh blood oozing out of his flesh. He sees Taehyung’s confusion, he doesn’t care not at this moment, he comes in between them and takes the briefcase and hands it to Yoongi with Taehyung’s blazer, he leans down and sits on Taehyung’s lap.
‘Don’t tell me you’re losing your heart to him?’ Jin had asked him in the bathroom when they were in the club, Jungkook’s face went pale and his throat dried. He didn’t have any answer which made the situation worse, Jin was opposed to the idea of him living with Taehyung. Their voices ringing in his head, those questioning eyes and those poisonous remarks.
His face facing him, Taehyung’s hands wrapping around Jungkook’s waist, stopping him from falling and he looks at him with worried eyes. He might be high from the drugs given by Seo-Jung, he might be high on alcohol or he is high on Taehyung’s words.
His hand cups Taehyung's face, Taehyung looks lost, he tilts his head eyes wondering what’s happening to Jungkook, to be honest he himself doesn’t know.
‘What happened, petal?’ Taehyung asks whispering gently, eyes worried and god why is he so gentle? His one hand secured around Jungkook’s waist.
Jungkook wants to ask him the same question, what happened to Jungkook? What is wrong with Jeon Jungkook? What did Taehyung do to him? Only god knows, Jungkook is not someone clingy hell he doesn’t even like that much of physical touch but with Taehyung everything is different.
‘I don’t know.’ Jungkook whispers, he doesn’t look at Yoongi because he knows what kind of face he is making, probably a disgusting one or an amused one, he hides his face in Taehyung’s neck, knees bent to each side of Taehyung’s thighs.
His face buried against Taehyung’s neck, hands now wrapped around Taehyung’s shoulders, he just had the most tiring day okay?
He is a grown man, he knows this is not normal he knows that but good lord he feels overwhelmed by everything, his head making non-stop noises and he just needs a moment.
His head calms down immediately as if being close to him his head’s turning off button, as if this is the cue for his head to stop making nonstop noises.
‘If I were you, Seo-Jung. I wouldn’t even try to get up.’ Taehyung warns him when he sees Seo-Jung trying to take the steel pipe placed near the throne.
His hand making circles on Jungkook’s back, he doesn’t have any idea what kind of tsunami he is creating by being himself, does he?
Taehyung tilts his head to see Jungkook, buries his neck even further, nuzzling his nose on his skin, the familiar musky smell makes Jungkook’s sigh in relief.
He hears them talk about something but he can’t pick out their sentences, his head is too heavy to even try understanding their conversation and he doesn’t want to focus on their conversation either, because right now in Taehyung’s arms, when their chests are connected and his breath falling on his face feels like…he feels like…he blinks looking at Taehyung’s sharp jawline, his defined lips and he feels like he has returned to his home.
‘Petal, my baby.’ Taehyung whispers into his ear, like a secret, his voice deep and Jungkook’s has never seen a sinner this gentle, a mafia leader this considerate hell he hasn’t seen a normal man this gentle.
He is Taehyung’s petal and his baby.
‘Ahmn.’ He replies, looking up at him and their eyes meet.
Who would’ve thought tiger will be in his weakest form in his own fucking den? Who would’ve thought that a tiger who is feared by the whole damn city, no his terror is not within the city, he is feared by everyone is weak in front of a 24 year old guy?
Jungkook isn’t afraid of him, nor this room even though one day he might end up here again he still isn’t afraid.
‘I need to take care of this fucker, baby.’ Taehyung whispers, eyes soft and voice even softer. Jungkook knows the man behind him is bleeding, crying loudly and he has thrown up too. Jungkook is aware of all of that but god it doesn’t matter, if it makes him a selfish person then he is.
‘I’m not going to move if that’s what you’re asking.’ Jungkook makes it clear before he can even say it, Taehyung’s eyes drop from his sincere doe eyes to his pink lip, so Jungkook takes the opportunity, he licks his lip with a kitten tongue and smiles.
‘You’ve been drugged, is that why you’re acting like this baby?’ Taehyung asks, ignoring those screams of that fucker who is getting beaten by Yoongi.
Jungkook smirks, he closes his eyes, nuzzling his nose one more time on Taehyung’s bare neck and moves away now facing him.
‘I am like this only darling, drugs might have made me a little bit more clingy but isn’t this how I am?’ Jungkook asks, moving closer, their lips mingling together and Taehyung now holds his waist tightly, eyes dark, he feels something getting taken off Taehyung’s palm, probably that claw.
He leans further, his lips brushing against Taehyung’s earlobe, his hips slightly moving, giving Taehyung a fraction. ‘Isn’t that why you like me, Taehyungie?’ He asks softly, kissing his earlobe with a giggle following soon. Taehyung groans.
The next thing Jungkook knows is he is being held by his ass as Taehyung stands, making Jungkook almost jump but his hands immediately wrap around his neck so he can hold him comfortably.
‘I’ll be back, till then make sure he is alive.’ Taehyung informs Yoongi, who nods and holds Seo-Jung by his hair.
‘By the way Seo-Jung, your daddy dearest ran off to Japan after I told him I have you.’ Taehyung smirks, looking at Seo-Jung who sees them as if he has seen a ghost, his eyes averts back at Jungkook who is staring at him with a shy smile.
Taehyung starts to walk towards the door, he sees Jungkook nuzzling his nose against his neck again and he slaps his ass lightly making Jungkook groan into his ear.
‘Fucking brat, what do you want?’ Taehyung asks, walking towards the same way they came. A right then left and again right.
What he wanted is already happening, he wanted to come out from that room, it was suffocating and disgusting. What he wants is what he has achieved already, he didn’t want to see Seo-Jung die in front of his eyes and Seo-Jung is still alive, he wanted to come out of the room alive with Taehyung with him and he is with him, currently holding him with his hands amd leading both of them to his room.
‘A handsome husband who owns a farm or does a 9 to 5 job, a house with a small pool near a peaceful neighbourhood and two adorable kids, two girls or wait, maybe a girl and a boy that’s what I want.’ Jungkook hums, nodding to himself as he tells Taehyung about his dream and he looks down at Taehyung who is looking at him with an unreadable expression.
‘I know, I’m asking for too much.’ Jungkook grins, wanting to laugh at his own dream, he shrugs his shoulders and sadness away. Jungkook’s hand now griping Taehyung hair, he leans forward and mumbles, ‘Right now, I want you to fuck me, master.’ Jungkook whispers and Taehyung groans, increasing his pace.
They reach his room, Jungkook’s back soon meets the soft mattress as Taehyung gently placed him on the bed, his breath hisses when Taehyung unbuttons off his shirt, his hand has a blood stain on it but Jungkook doesn’t care about it, he sees him take those stain off with his shirt and he unbuttons his pants too.
‘Strip.’ Taehyung orders, he starts walking away to the nightstand and he takes out the condom with a lube bottle, placing it on the bed, Jungkook’s eyes are mesmerising his godlike body, the square bandage on his stomach makes his heart skip a beat, is he okay? He didn’t even ask him.
‘Strip, I said.’ Taehyung’s jaw tightening and his voice rougher, he tosses away his pants now standing in his briefs near the bed edge. Jungkook gulps, trying to take off his t-shirt but he finds himself stalling when he sees how hot Taehyung gets when he is pissed.
‘You really like to see me pissed, petal.’ Taehyung groans, he crawls on the bed, his hands slapping Jungkook’s hand away. Jungkook doesn’t say anything, he lets Taehyung undress him, he takes off his t-shirt first and then his jeans, now his fingers playing with his underwear’s waistband.
‘Missed me?’ Taehyung asks, his thumb caressing Jungkook’s waist and hell did he miss him? He was fucking depressed without him okay? There he agreed, even couldn’t enjoy a fucking cigarette without thinking about him.
‘No, did you?’ Jungkook lies and Taehyung stares into his soul, as if he knows how miserable Jungkook was in his own fucking house, Taehyung slides off his underwear, throwing it on the floor. He slides his own briefs and tosses it away using his feet.
He stands up, pulling Jungkook closer to the edge, his hand reaching for the lube, ‘No, why would I miss you?’ Taehyung asks, coating his fingers with lube, he rubs them together and gently touches the younger’s rim, making circles around his rim.
Jungkook hisses at the coldness of lube, his eyes twinkling, looking at him and he knows Taehyung is lying like Jungkook himself is lying, he is certain about that.
Taehyung smirks and slides one finger, making Jungkook groan and hold the bedsheet, it’s loose now and younger looks at the older.
‘A handsome husband won’t satisfy you like I do, you’re mine and only mine. Got it?’ Taehyung asks, thrusting one finger inside, Jungkook’s eyes glimmer underneath the light and he smirks.
‘You are not the only one who can satisfy me, Mr. Kim. There are plenty of people who can do what you do.’ Jungkook throws his head back when a slap lands on his ass, making his skin burn and flesh bounce.
‘You don’t deserve to be prepared, now you will take my cock without any preparation further.’ Taehyung growls, his finger leaving and Jungkook looks at him, disbelief, he can’t take him without any preparation, he is loose enough to take his fingers not his big cock.
Taehyung slides a condom and walks closer to him, Jungkook using his elbow crawls backwards, tense and afraid.
‘Darling, I was just kidding. We have been fucking for two days only, I don’t think I can take it without prepping myself.’ Jungkook tries, voice cracking and heart beating excitingly.
Taehyung smirks, he crawls on the bed as well, Jungkook’s head hits the headrest and he panics.
Taehyung sits on his knees, his hand holding Jungkook’s waist now, he aligns his cock’s tip with younger’s hole, it’s dripping with lubricant.
Taehyung waits, he reads Jungkook’s expression and starts to lean forward with his one hand beside Jungkook’s head, his cock’s tip circling around the younger's rim.
‘Should I stop?’ Taehyung whispers into his ear, Jungkook wants to cry, no seriously why the fuck a mafia boss is this considerate about someone else? In the name of hell he should stop being this gentle.
‘Fuck me good.’ Jungkook groans when he feels his legs parting, he feels his both asscheeks being torn apart when Taehyung pushes himself further, Jungkook’s nails now digging into Taehyung’s back.
‘Taehyungie, it hurts.’ Jungkook cries, his voice muffling, he bites Taehyung’s shoulder, he is only half way inside him and it already feels like he is full, his buttocks feeling like it’s being torn in two parts. His teeth are digging into Taehyung’s shoulder.
‘You’re doing so good baby, taking me in slowly. You’re perfect.’ Taehyung praises him, making his stomach erupt with butterflies and he wants more.
Taehyung is now kissing his neck, sucking on his skin and biting his skin with his front teeths. He kisses his chest and starts sucking his nipples, making him groan and throw his head into the pillow.
Younger’s hand wrapping around his own cock, he starts pumping himself, biting his lip, breathing heavily and heavy moans leaving his mouth.
‘You can’t touch yourself.’ Taehyung warns him, he thrusts into him taking him by surprise, making Jungkook scream loudly, fuck, he feels the burning sensation and the pain.
‘Taehyung fuck. Oh my god.’ Jungkook pants, looking above Taehyung who is panting himself, they’re only inch away and Jungkook swears on everything he has, he has never seen a guy this handsome, even with sweat building on his forehead and his hair being disheveled he looks handsome, too handsome because Jungkook is going to remember this moment forever.
‘Tell me when you’re ready.’ Taehyung pants, he looks good so fucking good, ‘You look handsome, darling. So fucking handsome.’ Jungkook whispers, his hands deep buried into Taehyung’s hair and he pulls him closer, brushing their lips together and gently kissing him.
This is the first kiss after that makeout in the car, he can’t get enough of Taehyung, he tastes like cigarette and mint, both are Jungkook’s favourite and it seems like Taehyung is his favourite too.
He sucks his bottom lip, leaving a loud moan when Taehyung enters his mouth, Taehyung starts sucking his tongue, he bites his bottom lip and sucks his bottom lip. After kissing for a good five minutes, they both moved away because they couldn’t breathe and had no choice but to move.
‘Move.’ He breathlessly says and Taehyung starts moving, slowly thrusting after moving away only halfway when he gets more comfortable Taehyung’s pace starts to pick a race.
He starts thrusting all the way into the younger, hitting younger’s prostate with his cock, Jungkook cries, he can feel pleasure building up inside his body, his vocal cords no longer working from all the screaming and moaning, he can’t even feel his legs any more.
‘Tell me who can satisfy you, Jungkook?’ Taehyung asks, thrusting into him and Jungkook screams, chest heavy he shakes his head, he starts thrusting slowly making everything even more insufferable. There comes a loud grunt, a hand landing on his bottom, making his skin sting and his stomach erupts with excitement.
‘Always use words, kitten. How many times do I have to repeat myself?’ Taehyung asks, slowly moving inside him and Jungkook groans, his hands travelling in Taehyung’s hair.
‘Yes, only you. Only you sir.’ Jungkook stammers making Taehyung smirk.
‘Fucking so good for me so tight, aren’t you my baby?’ Taehyung asks, thrusting inside him with force, he is holding his chin and making him look at him, Jungkook’s eyes teary, unfocused and a strand of saliva running down his cheek right now.
‘Look at me.’ Taehyung demands, his thrusts becoming more powerful and intense, Jungkook gulps, looking at him and Taehyung groans, fuck his jaw tighens and this time the sex feels little too intense.
‘Please.’ Jungkook begs, he wants to come and maybe give his own member a bit of attention. Taehyung nods, his hand lets go of Jungkook’s chin, he moves away holding Jungkook by his waist and he shifts his position.
Now Jungkook is lying on his left arm while the older is fucking from behind, the skin slapping sounds becomes more clear and loud. His prostate is being hit by every thrust now, he feels Taehyung’s big size more from this position.
Taehyung’s hand travels and reaches to his cock, this might be the first time he has touched him like this, Jungkook might even come with his touch itself, Taehyung starts pumping him and Jungkook comes with only a few pumps.
Taehyung’s thrust is still going on, his speed increases with each thrust and after what felt like eternity he comes inside the condom.
Jungkook lies on his back, his eyes staring at the ceiling and god forbid him but this is the best fucking moment of his life.
He feels so lightheaded, his head not making loud noises or he is not having any breakdown.
He feels like he is riding a cloud right now, he feels everything is pin drop silent, his loud uneven breathing is now coming back to normal and he feels like riding a cloud, he feels free and content.
‘Baby.’ Taehyung’s loud commanding voice makes Jungkook frown, he looks at him and furrows his eyebrows.
He is dressed? He was right beside him a moment ago, he looks down and sees he is wearing a jogger with a comforter on him.
When did this all happen?
‘Baby, sleep I will be back in no time.’ Taehyung informs leaning forward to kiss his forehead and leans back.
‘I- did? Can you please stay?’ Jungkook asks hesitantly, Taehyung looks at him, eyes sorry and mouth opens to say something but closes.
Taehyung sighs, he takes off his black t-shirt and pulls up the comforter now lying down beside Jungkook.
Jungkook giggles, placing one leg on his stomach, his hand resting on his chest and face buried inside his neck.
‘Goodnight, Taehyungie hyungie.’ Jungkook whispers and sleeps in no time, he is in deep slumber to even realize that Taehyung’s warmth is being replaced by a pillow as Taehyung sneakingly walks out of the room.
==**==
‘Fuck man, who walks around sneakingly in their own house?’ Jimin screams, startled by Taehyung’s presence in front him, he was walking cautiously in the corridor when Jimin came from the kitchen and got scared by a half naked man without any bedroom slippers.
‘Me?’ Taehyung replies, looking around to see if anyone saw him like this, he nods and stands properly.
‘You look like those fuckboys who sneaks into their girlfriend rooms in the middle of the night to fuck them.’ Jimin makes remarks, pointing at him with accusing eyes and Taehyung rolls his eyes and starts to walk away knowing Jimin will follow him.
‘I heard you walked out of the tiger’s den without killing anyone.’ Jimin wiggles his eyebrows, hands holding an ice cream tub with a spoon, he takes a bite and sucks the spoon. Taehyung rolls his eyes, he walks into Jimin’s room, Jimin still lurking behind him.
‘That too with Jungkook in your arms.’ Jimin continues, his voice softening and eyes twinkling.
Taehyung opens the wardrobe room, walks into it and starts sliding away a few shirts.
‘Yoongi should learn how to shut up.’ Taehyung says, eyes scanning for a shirt that he can wear and Jimin giggles.
‘Yoonie hasn’t come out yet, I went to see him because I was worried that he wouldn't come out when I asked a guard he said you left with Jungkookie, so I visited him.’ Jimin informs and finally Taehyung finds a white shirt, he takes it out and slides his arm inside it.
‘So much of not being pathetic Jim.’ Taehyung taunts him with a smirk, making Jimin go still and Jimin throws the spoon at him, Taehyung’s fast reflexes make the spoon land on his palm.
‘I just wore it, you can’t ruin my shirt.’ Taehyung snaps and Jimin grins, walking closer to him and he raises his eyebrows, takes the spoon back and moves back to the doorway.
‘Why? Is only Jungkook allowed to ruin your shirts?’ Jimin asks and it was Taehyung’s turn to go still, he rolls his eyes and picks a t-shirt from the rack and throws it at Jimin dodges it
‘Are you gonna kill him?’ Jimin asks, picking up his t-shirt, the spoon inside the ice-cream tub.
‘He is in tiger’s den Jim, of course I’m gonna kill him.’ Taehyung replies, rolling his shirt sleeves and Jimin frowns.
‘He is not Dae-Jung’s real son, that bastard ran away leaving his bastard son to die.’ Taehyung says further, he slides one of the drawers and sees a gray tie, he takes it and wraps it around his neck.
He turns around and looks down at the untied tie, shrugging his shoulders and crossing his arms. Jimin throws the t-shirt on the wardrobe and places the ice-cream tub on the table near them and walks closer to him, he stands in front of him, now holding the tie.
‘Jim, Yoongi was going to kill him anyway. I’m just going to teach him a lesson, Yoongi will be the one who's gonna kill him, he made it clear to me that he wants Seo-Jung for himself.’ Taehyung informs.
‘He was going to die anyway. After what he did to you, do you really think Yoongi would let him go alive?’ Taehyung asks and Jimin shakes his head.
‘I still can’t believe you walked out that room without killing anyone.’ Jimin says looking up at him and Taehyung looks away.
He knows this is shocking, for himself too but he couldn’t help it.
Jimin ties his tie, clasping his hand together after he is done and nods.
‘Perfect.’ Jimin says, ‘So the ball is still on?’ Jimin asks and Taehyung tilts his head smirking.
‘Of course.’ Taehyung says and starts to walk away, this time Jimin doesn’t follow him, he walks straight towards the tiger’s den and when he unlocks it his phone starts to ring.
It’s his uncle’s phone, usually he doesn’t call him like this. Maybe he heard about Jungkook and wants to know how he is.
He can talk to him afterwards, he walks closer into the room, it reeks of blood and whiskey, did Yoongi drink with him? He looks around and sees two glasses with a whiskey bottle. Yoongi and Seo-Jung are on the floor, blood coming out from both of them, Taehyung hopes it’s not Yoongi’s blood.
They both look at him, Seo-Jung’s eyes grow wide, he has multiple face bruises and there are multiple scars on his body. Very well deserved and he looks at Yoongi with no scar on him, just a little bruise on his lips. Yet again, he proved why he is Taehyung’s left hand.
‘You’re back? Fucked your little needy whore didn’t you, he is so needy.’ Seo-jung spits out blood, eyebrows raised and Taehyung smirks, oh he is good as dead meat .
He doesn’t reply, instead he picks up the brown chair and places it in front of him, he picks Seo-jung with his bloodied collar and makes him stand.
‘Stand still.’ He orders him and picks up the chair again, he is about to hit him with the chair but his phone again starts ringing so he sighs, placing the chair back on the floor now sitting on it as he picks his uncle’s call, knowing to well that something is up that’s why he called him not only once but twice. It’s almost 7 in the morning.
‘Yes, uncle.’ He says pressing the phone near his ear as searches for his cigarette box in his pants pocket but doesn’t find any so he looks at Yoongi and spreads his legs.
‘How is Jungkook? Is he okay? Did something happen to him?’ He hears his uncle ask and Yoongi comes up with a cigarette, he places it on between his lips and lights.
Taehyung murmurs a thank you and waves his hand at Seo-Jung dismissing him for now.
‘He is fine, I have taken care of everything.’ Taehyung replies and he hears his uncle hum in reply, Taehyung takes a drag and watches Seo-Jung lighting a cigarette with his trembling hand.
‘Good, do you know who it was?’
‘Yes, Dae-Jung and his bastard Seo.’ Taehyung replies, exhaling a smoke and Dae-Jung sits back on the floor, Yoongi standing beside him, with a cigarette in his hand.
‘Don’t tell me you killed both of them.’
Taehyung chuckles darkly, shaking his head, ‘The old hag ran away and Seo is taking his last few breaths as we speak.’
‘If I say don’t kill Seo, would you listen to me?’
Taehyung frowns at the question, his uncle has never interrupted in his work, he might have asked him what happened but never ever suggested or asked him to do anything.
‘He is in my room, uncle. Too late.’ Taehyung replies and takes a drag and he hears his uncle hum in reply.
‘I will come visit you and Jungkook today.’
‘Sure, uncle, we are going to throw a ball party.’
‘That’s great, let’s talk about arrangements when I come there.’
‘Sure.’ Taehyung waits for his uncle to cut the call and when he does he stands up, putting the phone back into his pocket.
He exhales the smoke and throws the cigarette on the ground, crushing it on the next stand and he looks at Seo-Jung asking him to stand up with a hand gesture. He stands up, crushing his cigarette in his own blood.
He picks up the chair and hits him with it, the chair breaks into pieces and Seo-Jung falls on the ground with a loud bang.
He walks over to him, the broken chair’s armrest in his hand, he pulls his hands together and places it on the ground, the armrest now digging into his hand and he screams.
‘Never touch what’s mine and you fucker has audacity to badmouth him.’ Taehyung kicks him, he screams and Taehyung doesn’t stop, until he stops screaming and passes out, he takes out the piece of armrest, throwing it away.
‘Now you can kill him, he forced himself on Jimin. He deserves to die.’ Taehyung spits on him and starts to walk away.
‘Keep his dead body in our hospital’s morgue till his father decides to come for him.’ Taehyung informs he takes his jacket from his throne and starts to walk away from them.
He wanted to torture him, dig his claws on his waist and tear his skin apart but he didn’t, he just didn’t feel like doing it when he got a call from Dae-Jung saying he is sorry and he is leaving the country made Taehyung pity him.
Taehyung walks out of the room with a heavy sigh he starts walking towards his bedroom, when he opens the door he sees Jungkook sleeping peacefully while hugging the pillow, his soft snores are loud enough for Taehyung to hear it.
Should he sleep beside him? Taehyung quietly walks into the bathroom, taking a quick shower and he walks out of the bathroom with a black trousers.
He has decided to sleep beside him because Jungkook gets grumpy when Taehyung doesn’t listen to him and today he went through so much trouble because it's fair for him to give what Jungkook wants right?
It’s only fair for him to sleep beside Jungkook. He takes caution steps and stands on the edge, he picks up the comforter, taking away Jungkook’s pillow which he doesn’t let go easily, he has to snatch it away and Jungkook turns away now facing the opposite direction thank god.
Taehyung lays down beside him and stares at the ceiling. How did he end up sleeping on the same bed with a guy who puked on his 100k dollars shoes? He doesn’t know, he doesn’t want to know either nor does he care about that anymore.
Jungkook whines in his sleep moving around and now his hand on Taehyung’s bare chest, his leg on his leg and face on his neck.
He sobs in his sleep, he sobs again, ‘Don’t leave me mom.’ He cries in his sleep and this is the reason why he avoids sleeping in the same bed with anyone. These vulnerable state sleeps put people in is the reason why he prefers to sleep alone.
Taehyung slides his hand under Jungkook’s waist, making circles on his back as he whispers, ‘It’s okay. I’m here.’ Jungkook hums, stops sobbing and starts snoring again.
Jungkook nuzzles his nose into his neck, his hand resting on his chest and Taehyung can’t breathe.
This is too much, so much and Taehyung feels like he shouldn’t be here, not like this at least but Jungkook holds him tightly.
‘Sleep Tae.’ Jungkook murmurs against his ear half asleep and half awake, probably he won’t even remember this but what about Taehyung? Who is fully aware of everything? Who heard Jungkook’s sleepy voice clearly as daylight?
He stares at the ceiling, not knowing what to do with him.
Taehyung’s breathing patterns match Jungkook’s slow and calm breathing, his snoring is not annoying but soothing and Taehyung falls into a deep slumber.
Jungkook might be half awake when Taehyung falls asleep, his hand secured around his waist and Jungkook’s back pressing now his chest, he didn’t realize he had turned around, didn’t realize when Taehyung spooned him.
He breathes heavily and turns around, facing him, their faces only a centimetre apart and Jungkook is now fully awake, it’s past midday anyway. His hand reaches for Taehyung’s face, tracing his features with his fingertips leaving a feather touch on his skin.
Jungkook’s breath becomes uneven, caught between these small touches and this is not even intimating, just pure touch, his fingertips touching his eyebrows, his finger brushing against the mole underneath his eye and then his other eyes, he caresses his mole on cheek.
Whatever is happening to Jungkook is not something he is going to talk about. It’s a secret that this sacred touching which is not even intimate or necessary is going to be his secret.
After tracing his cheeks, his fingers trace his nose and then his lips, a shredded breath leaves his mouth, it seems he is doing something secretly, something wrong but at the same time it feels sacred, more holy than he ever felt. He shouldn’t have asked Taehyung to sleep in the same bed.
‘I’m sorry.’ He mumbles, shakingly breathing.
Taehyung’s eyes fling open up and he stares into Jungkook’s wide doe eyes.
Jungkook can’t breathe, he is too stunned to speak and Taehyung leans forward, catching his lips and Jungkook resists to kiss him back first he is embarrassed because Taehyung caught him being weird while sleeping, second morning breath.
‘Afternoon, baby.’ He says moving away with a frown and he pulls him closer, catching his lips again and this time Jungkook couldn’t resist, he gives in kissing him with same passion.
The kiss is very intoxicating, every unholy thing was created in between their lips, Jungkook starts deepening into the kiss, he now sits on his lap, kissing him while moving his hips on Taehyung’s now hardening member while kissing him breathlessly.
The kiss becomes messy, Jungkook’s waist being held by Taehyung making him move right where he should be moving, he looks at him leaning back, panting heavily. They both look at eachother and Jungkook reaches for the lube bottle, still moving back and forth on his cock.
Taehyung lets Jungkook take the lead, he watches younger taking off his jogger and sliding down Taehyung’s sweatpants, Taehyung watches him coat his rock hard cock, he watches him when he starts to sit on his cock.
He isn’t wearing a condom so Jungkook’s soft skin around his wall makes him groan, he watches him take him slowly, grunting and crying. After what seemed like an hour Jungkook finally takes his cock raw, fully inside him and he starts moving his hips.
He starts thrusting himself on Taehyung’s cock, slowly taking him all in. Taehyung is grunting, kneading his ass and telling him how beautiful he is.
After Jungkook gave up tired and his legs gave up, it's time for Taehyung to thrust himself into him while holding his waist.
Soon the moans turns into screaming, Jungkook’s comes on Taehyung’s stomach after good twentie minutes, Taehyung comes taking out his cock and now Jungkook’s head is resting on his chest, their load mixing with each other, Jungkook doesn’t mind, hell he doesn’t even care.
‘Baby.’ Taehyung calls him, his ears are pressed against Taehyung's chest.
He listened closely how his harsh beating turned into steady and calm beating in a few minutes. He liked how silent this room was, that’s why he could hear his call breathing against his forehead.
It’s weird the way their adrenaline rushed together and heart started running wild at the same time and slowed down together is just intimate.
‘Ahmn.’
‘Let’s go eat something, you haven’t eaten since yesterday and uncle is going to visit us too.’ Taehyung informs, his voice deep and calm.
It hits Jungkook like a punch thrown at the punching machine, they have become ‘Us’. It’s no longer Tiger and Jungkook, it’s no longer Taehyungie and Jungkookie, it’s now us.
They’re no longer two separate people, they’ve become one now, how did it happen? When did it happen?
‘Visit us.’ Taehyung had said.
They’re sitting on the couch of the living room with Yoongi beside him, Jimin and Jungkook are watching tv, some korean drama, the male lead is going to die and something like that.
They had breaky and now it’s around 3 in the noon, Bon-hwa, Taehyung’s uncle will arrive here soon. The lift opens with a ding, Taehyung’s head craning to look at him and he frowns, when he sees Bon-hwa, Hoseok and Yun-hee.
What is she doing here? Jungkook realizes their arrival so stands up to bow at Bon-hwa who smiles and dismisses him with his hand.
He is wearing a pastel green shirt, with white pants, a silver necklace, a gold bracelet dangling around his small wrist. He looks beautiful as always. He is also holding a container, Yun-hee is wearing a tight short gray skirt with white, flowered blouse and black tights, a high heel and light makeup. Hoseok is wearing a brown celine shirt, with Lv jacket and black pants with boots.
‘Tae, honey here take your strawberry cake.’ Bon-hwa walks closer to him and hands him the cake, Taehyung glances at Jungkook who is wearing a black sweater with denim ripped jeans, Taehyung can see the way Jungkook’s face falls, probably he feels like he is underdressed.
‘Thanks, uncle you didn’t have to.’ Taehyung replies, taking the container and he watches them settle down on the couch. Jungkook has turned off the tv, Jimin left to take a call and now Jungkook is staring at Yun-hee, right he doesn’t know who she is, Yoongi leaves the living room too saying he has to see Ji-woo, Taehyung handed him the cake to put it in refrigerator.
‘How are you Jungkook?’ Bon-hwa asks, looking at him, his fingers brushing against his bracelet and Jungkook nods.
‘I’m good.’ Jungkook replies and stares when Taehyung takes out a cigarette, he sees Hoseok and Yun-hee talking about something inaudible to Taehyung.
‘This is Yun-hee, Jungkook. Hobi hyung’s girlfriend.’ Taehyung introduces taking a drag from his cigarette, pointing at Yun-hee and Jungkook nods, checking her out with an unimpressive expression.
‘I’m Jungkook currently without any tags, nice to meet you Yun-hee-shi.’ Jungkook jokes and the mood lightens up, everyone starts laughing and the conversation goes, talking about fashion, anime and movies.
Bon-hwa decided that all of them should cook something, homemade so now they shifts into the kitchen, the conversation continues, when Jungkook, Yoongi and Bon-hwa with Yun-hee go to kitchen cooking, Jungkook limps on his way making Jimin and Hoseok laugh, they must have realized reason behind his limping.
Jimin and Taehyung decided to sit on the breakfast table, Hoseok need to use restroom so he went to a different direction, Taehyung sees Ji-woo walking out with a big white t-shirt and black joggers, hair disheveled and mouth yawning, she just woke up?
She greets everyone, and walks into the kitchen, she takes the coffee and the croissant placed on the table in her hand, Jimin walks behind the table and shakes his head saying it’s his croissant.
Jungkook’s eyes widened when he saw her drink the coffee he prepared for himself and that too in his cup with a tiger imprinted.
‘How dare you take my cup?’ Jungkook snaps at her, she takes a sip from his cup, smirking at him and licks her lips. Jimin is fuming angrily when she takes a bite from his croissant. They start to argue soon, Yoongi sits on the breakfast chair, tired of this fight.
Bon-hwa comes in between them saying he will buy more croissants for Jimin and brew a coffee for Jungkook and asks them to let that kid eat and drink for now, but Jungkook being Jungkook pouts and shakes his head.
Taehyung walks closer to them now sitting on the breakfast chair beside Yoongi, he looks at Yun-hee giving him a look he can’t understand.
‘But uncle Jung, Hobi hyung bought it for me, it’s mine.’ Jimin whines, Yoongi looks at him with this look, he is having a ghost smile on his face and a face which we make watching something we adore, the same face Jungkook makes when he watches Iron man kind of face.
‘It’s my cup.’ Jungkook argues too, his arms crossed and squinting his eyes at Ji-woo, who is pouting not letting the cup go, Yun-hee walks closer to them, giggling at Jimin and Junkook.
‘Congratulations, you both are fucking idiots.’ Eun-hee says to Yoongi and Taehyung, they both roll their eyes, shake their heads in unison and she sits beside them.
Hoseok comes to the scene, his eyes on the half eaten croissant and then he tries to read the room, he walks closer to them and smiles at Ji-woo, his hand wrapping around the plate.
‘I bought it, it’s mine.’ Hoseok says, trying to take the plate and Yoongi, Taehyung both turn towards her with a cocky smirk.
‘We are only fucking them, you on the other hand is dating an idiot.’ Taehyung smirks, making her roll her eyes.
‘I’m embarrassed enough, shut up.’ Yun-hee says.
Bon-hwa gave Jiwoo another cup of coffee and jam bread, so the situation is now under control.
They start muttering something and their conversation continues, Taehyung takes part in conversation here and there.
They ate and continued to talk about various conversations, they also discussed the ball which will happen in two days.
Taehyung is now smoking standing on the balcony, his uncle left an hour ago, Jungkook is using the bathroom currently and Jimin, Yoongi are in their room. Jiwoo is currently sleeping on the couch of his living room.
He hears Jungkook’s silent steps, trying to be sneaky behind him, he will act surprised for him, he takes a drag and waits for Jungkook to walk closer and he does.
Taehyung acts surprised when Jungkook places his chin on his shoulder, ‘I got you.’ He says Taehyung can’t fight him, not anymore.
‘You got me, baby.’ He agrees with a nod.