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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      Gen
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Kim_Namjoon_|_RM/Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope/Min_Yoongi_|
      Suga, Jeon_Jungkook/Kim_Taehyung_|_V
  Character:
      Kim_Namjoon, Kim_Seokjin, Min_Yoongi, Jung_Hoseok, Park_Jimin, Kim
      Taehyung, Jeon_Jungkook, Kim_Junghyun
  Additional Tags:
      Gang_Violence, Alternate_Universe_-_Gang_World, Innocent_Jeon_Jungkook,
      Murder, Drug_Dealing, Underage_Drug_Use, Angst, Secrets, bts_-_Freeform,
      lying, Drug_Lord_Kim_Namjoon_|_RM, Bad_Boys, Revenge, Other_Additional
      Tags_to_Be_Added, taekook, I'm_Bad_At_Titles, I'm_Bad_At_Tagging, I'm_Bad
      At_Summaries, Park_Jimin_is_a_Bad_Friend, Jeon_Jungkook_is_So_Done, Kim
      Taehyung_|_V_Is_Whipped, Kim_Taehyung_|_V_Is_a_Good_Friend
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-23 Updated: 2018-02-24 Chapters: 4/? Words: 5342
****** Guns and Gangs- A BTS Gangster AU ******
by Jamless_(orphan_account)
Summary
     Jeon Jungkook finds out that his boyfriend is a member of the
     notorious gang taking over Seoul, he realises that there's only one
     way for him to stay safe.
     or
     Kim Taehyung pressures his boyfriend into joining his gang in order
     to save his life.
Notes
     Welcome to my new story!
     I got inspiration to write this last night when I was suffering
     intense writer's block, and I realised that I needed to start another
     story so I wasn't just writing the same thing every day.
     So here it is, and I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I
     enjoyed writing this <3
***** A sleepless night *****
Jeon Jungkook was home alone again, his boyfriend working late at night for the
second time that week. He was tossing and turning in his bed, unable to sleep
without the presence of his favourite person laying next to him and whispering
in his ear before he fell asleep.
Worry clouded his thought; with Seoul's most notorious gang becoming more
active closer to their apartment, he had no idea how he would react if
something were to happen to him whilst he was asleep.
Only 16, Jungkook's parents had shunned him when he had told them he was going
to move in with his boyfriend, who was two years his senior. They had a
connection which not even their parents could shatter.
Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook had been dating for three years, however there
always seemed to be secrets that the older boy was hiding from his lover. He
had no idea where Taehyung was getting his money from, only knowing that he
received $30,000 a week from an anonymous account.
It was just reaching 3:00am, and Jungkook was still unable to rest. His mind
wouldn't rest for anything; his body was exhausted, but no matter what he tried
he couldn't stay still.
Checking his phone, he let out a huge sigh. He had sent Tae several messages,
but none of them had been read. His phone calls went straight to voicemail and
every voicemail he left got more and more emotional.
"I miss that silly bastard," he muttered to himself, beginning to become bored
of staring at the ceiling in despair. The ticking of the clock on the wall was
driving the boy insane as it reminded him of how alone he was. 
Lately gang violence had been an issue; Jungkook had been forced to quit his
job working in a shop after being held at gunpoint for an hour as several
members of the Bone Breakers gang had raided the safe containing the shop's
profits for that week. He had had no choice but to watch as a dozen customers
were forced to lie on the floor in silence as the armed men pointed guns at
their heads. 
Taehyung had made him resign the next day; he wasn't going to let his baby boy
go through another experience like that unless absolutely necessary.
The time read 3:38, and Jungkook was close to losing hope in getting any sleep.
He had spent the night running through his thoughts and was realising how much
he actually cared about his boyfriend. He was realising how much he wanted to
spend the rest of his life with this man.
The pair had discussed marriage in the past, but not seriously. But now
Jungkook realised that he wanted it as soon as possible; in his head he was
picturing the pair stood at the alter, Jungkook just turning 18 and wearing a
matching suit to his lover. This was his goal, and he couldn't wait.
"Jungkook-ah?" 
He jumped out of the bed in a flash upon hearing the voice of his lover,
throwing himself at him and pulling him into a tight embrace.
Taehyung was wearing a lot of clothes compared to Jungkook, who had completely
forgotten that he was only wearing a pair of red boxers that he had bought the
previous day.
"I missed you, Taehyung-hyung," he whispered into his chest, relaxing in his
arms, "I couldn't sleep because of how worried I was!"
"Worried about me?" he replied, smiling at the younger boy's cuteness, "I can
look after myself baby. I'm big and strong and I know I can protect you."
Releasing his lover, Jungkook retreated to the bed and turned on the lamp that
stood next to the bed. 
Tae began undressing himself, shrugging off his huge leather jacket and placing
it on the back of a chair. He sat on the edge of the bed to take off his
Timberlands and grinned as Jungkook began kissing his neck.
"You really did miss me," he muttered, taking off the last of his clothes until
he was left in his pink boxers. Turning around the face him, he attacked the
boy's lips with his own, forcing him onto his back.
The pair began making out, hands caressing each other's bodies in the steamy
session.
Jungkook's hands slowly made the way to Taehyung's boxers and he began to tug
at the waistband, teasing him.
"No, baby," he whispered, grabbing the boy's hands and moving them away, "We
should sleep, and I'm too exhausted to fuck tonight."
Jungkook hummed sadly, before following the boy's wishes.
"Let's stop before I get an erection then," he chuckled, pulling away from Tae
slowly.
"Yeah," 
The two lay on the bed, lost in each other's eyes. Their love was a force to
reckoned with, and nothing could interfere with their relationship.
Apart from if Jungkook was to find out that Taehyung was part of the notorious
gang, the Bangtan Brotherhood, that was causing terror in Seoul.
***** An Unexpected Housemate *****
Two men sat in a car.
One with a phone to his ear.
The other shaking with fear.
Taehyung couldn't remove his eyes from the boy that sat across from him as he
rang his lover, trying his best to figure out how to tell him what was going to
happen.
Park Jimin was enthralled by how his dongsaeng was willing to protect him,
seeing a new side of the usually badass gang member. He was so fascinated that
the pain caused by the large cut running down his face.
"Yah, Jungkook-ah isn't picking up," Tae cried, throwing his mobile into the
rucksack that was sat at his feet. While he was partially glad for having more
time to plan how he was going to explain the situation to the boy, he was also
aware that it was beginning to go dark and Jimin needed to get out of the
public eye before his location was discovered.
"Are you sure that this is okay?" Jimin asked cautiously, aware that his was
putting a lot of pressure on the boy, "I mean, I can look after myself until
this all blows over!"
"No. Not a fucking chance."
Jimin sighed, pushing his hair back, "Taehyung, I don't want to put pressure on
you and your boyfriend! Just let me go home and I'll look after myself."
"You are in trouble with the drug lord,Kim Jonghyun! You didn't pay him for
your stupid cocaine and now he's out for your blood. He has hundreds of people
under his influence and I'm not gonna let you get murdered!"
Putting his hands up in defeat, he let out a sigh as he leaned back in his
seat. Pressing his hand to the cut, he winced as he realised just how deep the
cut was.
His mind wandered back to the moment when he was lying in bed before being
attacked by a guy who raided his apartment. He could feel the knife on his face
as it cut open the skin and allowed the blood to escape and fall down his face.
Taehyung was stressed out; he wanted to just go home and pretend that nothing
had happened. He wanted to curl up next to Jungkook and love him. He wanted to
hide from all of his responsibilities as a member of a gang. He wanted to be
free for the first time in his life.
The ringing of the phone pierced the silence in the metal box, making both of
the boys sigh in relief. Tae lunged for his mobile, sighing loudly when he saw
his baby boy's caller ID.
"Hey, Jungkookie," he grinned, happy that his anxiety over the boy's safety was
over.
"Hey baby," Jungkook crooned into the phone, causing Jimin to cringe from his
seat, "I'm sorry for missing your calls, I was in the shower."
"It's okay babe, I just need to tell you something fairly important,"
Jungkook paused for a second, "Which is?"
Jimin let out a loud sigh, doubting how accepting the boy would be. But he had
faith in Taehyung.
"My friend Jimin from work needs somewhere to go while his house is having some
construction done, so I said he can stay at our place for as long as he needs.
Is this okay?"
"Do I have a choice?" Jungkook laughed, obviously aware that he didn't really
have a say, "Whatever baby, your apartment your rules."
"We'll be over in about 10 minutes, I love you."
"I love you too baby, see you then,"
Taehyung smiled as he ended the call, obviously happy to be able to talk to his
favourite person. So happy, in fact, that he almost forgot that Jimin was sat
next to him, patiently waiting for him to exit his daze.
"Let's get going. Please put on your seatbelt, hyung."
Jimin sighed before doing what he was asked, not impressed with being bossed
around by the younger boy.
They drove in silence, leaving the small car park they had hidden in. The
street lights began illuminating the road ahead as it became darker and darker
and the boys seemed on edge as they Taehyung tried his best to leave the area.
The area was under watch by the gang, Skull Shakers, and they were known or
being extremely violent towards other gangs.
Whilst Taehyung was focused on the road, Jimin was extremely bored. In the
boredom, he found himself messing with his lip ring subconsciously.
"Is it okay if you take the guest room?"
Falling out of his trance, the boy saw that his driver had stopped outside a
huge block of luxurious apartments and was now trying to talk to him.
 
Jimin nodded, surprised that he wasn't offered the sofa, "Sure, though I'd be
happy with the sofa. But since you insist."
"One rule before we go in," Taehyung began, taking the key out of the ignition
and turning to face the boy, "No talking about our 'professions' or anything to
do with the gangs. My baby boy is only 16; I don't want him worrying about me
unless absolutely necessary."
"Sure," he replied, following Taehyung's lead and exiting the car quickly.
They quickly made their way inside through the lobby, glad that nobody was
there to question their shady appearances. Taehyung pressed the button and the
pair waited for ten seconds for the elevator to reach the ground floor.
Entering the elevator, the boy pressed the button for the 14th floor, just a
few below the top floor. The elevator was fairly old, so it was quite a slow
ride. Both boys were stuck in an awkward silence, and while Taehyung seemed
fairly comfortable Jimin was a nervous wreck. He wasn't good at meeting new
people.
The doors opened, and they left the space quickly. Both boys looked a lot more
relaxed now that they were safe at home. 
"Taehyung?"
Jungkook grinned when he opened the front door to see the love of his life. The
grin was returned by him, however the blonde boy stood behind him looked less
than impressed.
The lovers kissed quickly, Jimin trying his best to avoid staring at them;
while they were a cute couple, it was very awkward.
"This is Park Jimin," Tae said to his boyfriend, who smiled at Jimin politely,
"He is my colleague and one of my closest friends."
"Nice to meet you, Jimin," the youngest said politely, shaking his hand and
then bowing.
"Jimin, this is my boyfriend Jungkook. He's an amazing cook, and he will make
you feel at home."
Jimin gave Jungkook a tight smile before brushing past him to get into the
apartment.
He looked over the room, confused by how tidy it was. Compared to other gang
member's homes, this was a palace; the rest were loaded with drugs and were
only visited once a week.
Without hesitation, he threw himself onto the sofa. He sighed, finally being
able to rest after being attacked.
"Very charming," Jungkook muttered sarcastically, closing the front door, "I've
got a feeling it's going to be very pleasant having him in our home!"
"Babe," Tae warned, glaring at the boy.
Jungkook shrugged and sighed, grimacing as the intruder began removing his
shoes and placing his sweaty feet all over their month-old sofa.
"Yo, Tae," Jimin said casually, with a smirk, "What's for dinner? I'm
starving!"
Sighing as his boyfriend raised an eyebrow at him, Jungkook begrudgingly
replied, "Samgyetang and kimchi. Just something I threw together, so its not
the best. But since you'reour guest, I'm sure you'll show your appreciation by
eating it."
"Who the fuck do you think that you're talking to, you little shit," Jimin
cursed, standing up and walking over to Jungkook with a glare, "I'm two years
older than you so have some respect!"
"I'm dating the owner of this home," he replied, giving Jimin a death stare,
"And if you don't watch your mouth you'll leave faster than you arrived,
bitch."
Taehyung cringed as the situation seemed to be spiralling out of control.
Whilst he knew he should have stepped in, he was too curious on how the
situation would turn out.
"Whatever, Jungkook. I'm not being bossed around by a child. If you're ready to
talk to me like the grown up you think you are, I'll be in my room. Until then,
please fuck off!"
Jimin stormed down the hall, as if he knew where he was going, but really he
was just trying not to burst into tears in front of the boys. He wasn't usually
the type to start shit or any form of argument, but he worked on a 'you get
what you give' basis.
The couple were stood silently in the living room, Taehyung looking at Jungkook
in pity while Jungkook just looked at the ground in embarrassment. Jungkook
hated Jimin, and he wasn't afraid to show it. He wasn't going to have some
asshole walk into his home and disrupt his life.
"I hate him,"
Taehyung breathed sharply when he heard his lover whisper this; he didn't like
hearing his baby boy vulnerable because of something he had done.
"It's only for a little while," he replied, putting an arm around his waist and
pulling him close to his body, "And then you probably won't have to talk to him
again. Just do it for me, okay baby?"
Silently nodding, Jungkook melted into Taehyung's embrace and they stood like
this as if nothing could separate them.
"I love you baby," Tae whispered into his ear, before pressing his lips to
Jungkook's. 
It was a passionate kiss, and his way of apologising for the disruption of
their fantasy, in which they only existed.
And nobody else.
***** Secret Spilled *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Jungkook sighed, watching as Park Jimin kicked off his shoes after trailing mud
into the house for the fifth time that same week. He was sick of constantly
having to tidy up after his lover's friend, as it was his duty to look after
the place.
The boy had no concerns and no thoughts about what he was doing to piss off his
friend's boyfriend; as they both hated each other, he was beginning to realise
how much he didn't give a fuck. After all, there is no changing hate at first
sight. 
"Can you clean this up, Jimin-hyungnim?"
Jimin grinned at how the boy had used honorifics in his pitiful request, as if
that was going to actually make him clean up. The way he saw it, he was a guest
and it was only up to the homeowner to boss him around. Not his boy-toy of a
boyfriend who he predicted was only dating the guy for his money.
"Fuck off, cunt~" Jimin sang sweetly, flashing his middle finger up at the boy,
who just nodded his head and shrugged his huge shoulders awkwardly before
returning to his game of Overwatch.
The pair had tried to get along, and for a moment they thought it could have
worked out in the long run. At least that was what the innocent teenager
thought when they actually managed to have a conversation without breaking out
into a violent argument.
That was, until Jungkook caught Jimin smoking weed in the guest room as he
masturbated over a picture he had on his laptop.
Taehyung had promised Jungkook that he would never let anybody bring drugs into
the house while he was there, as he was scared of his dongsaeng giving into
curiosity and peer-pressure. He wanted Jungkook to live a life without
temptation and sin.
For some reason, it had seemed like that those rules had gone out of the
window; he had told on Jimin, but his boyfriend just responded with a shrug of
sympathy before returning to watching his crappy dramas.
This was because the two hyungs had been keeping a secret from him, one for one
week while the other for three years, their entire relationship.
And, there was something that neither of the hyungs had told the maknae, other
than the fact that they were both part of the Bangtan Brotherhood. Something
that had been eating them both from the inside, out. Something which
contributed to why Jimin hated the boy so much.
The pair had been in a relationship before Taehyung dumped him and had his
heart captured by the sweet but not so innocent Jeon Jungkook.
This was something that made Tae's heart and soul hurt every night when he laid
in bed next to Jungkook, watching as the 16 year old dreamt of a future filled
with nothing but love. The fact that he allowed his ex to sleep in his
apartment, in the bedroom right next to the one he shared with the love of his
life. The fact that he risked his entire relationship by housing the gang
member who could spill all of their secrets at any time.
And that was Jimin's plan.
Ever since their breakup, the boy had been formulating a plan to get him back.
He didn't want to accept the fact that Taehyung was off limits and now he
wanted revenge on the kid who stole him.
He had paid a gang member to attack him, so then he could get help from the
only member of the Brotherhood who cared enough to house him until he was
'safe'. And once he was 'saved' by Taehyung, he could then expose him and claim
back what once was his.
And he was going to make Jungkook's life a living hell, using his powers as a
member of the Brotherhood to get him either assassinated or removed from Korea.
And now it was time for the next stage of Jimin's unbelievably selfish and
pitiful plan. 
"Hey Caramel," Jimin jeered at Jungkook, referencing his freshly dyed hair
which didn't exactly go to plan, "What time does your boyfriend get back? I
need to tell him about a phone call I got today from our employer. We have a
job that needs doing urgently."
"First of all, Blondie, he gets back at 6," the caramel haired boy remarked,
not sure why Jimin was talking to him all of a sudden, "And second, why are you
telling me this? Taehyung doesn't like talking about his job, so save it for
between the two of you, please."
Rolling his eyes, Blondie decided to stir the pot. He wasn't the asshole of the
gang for no reason.
"Do you know why he doesn't talk about his job?"
"It's his business," Jungkook replied instantly, not wanting to talk to the
person intruding on his privacy, "And I have no interest in what you have to
say!"
Jimin scoffed at the kid's rudeness, before switching off the TV the boy was
using to play his game.
"What the fuck?! I was playing that asshole! Turn it back on!"
"Listen. To. What. I. Have. To. Say."
Rolling his eyes, the dongsaeng reluctantly made eye contact with his
hyungnim. 
"Fine. I'm listening."
Inside his head, Jimin's thoughts were scattered. His once concrete plan was
beginning to crumble and he only had a small window in order to succeed.
"He doesn't tell you about his job, probably because he risks his life
everyday."
He paused, waiting for a response. He got none, as the kid was shocked;
Taehyung had told him that it was a boring office job that he wanted to forget
about when he came home.
"And so do I. But you shouldn't worry so much about us, as we have been doing
what we do for a long time."
"W-what do you do?" Jungkook inquired, finally finding his voice. While he knew
that his boyfriend didn't want him to know anything that he was about to be
told, he couldn't just live in mystery for the entirety of their relationship.
Smirking, Jimin felt proud of himself. He was enjoying seeing the kid so
vulnerable, taking pleasure in tormenting him by hanging the truth right in
front of his face.
"Let's just say, it inv-"
Jimin was interrupted to Taehyung, who ran through the front door and slammed
it behind him before rushing to his bedroom. His face only conveyed one
emotion: fear.
"Babe?"
Jungkook jumped up, running after him with an pained expression, leaving Jimin
sitting alone with a dazed expression painted on his face.
"Jungkook, grab a suitcase and throw in as much important stuff as possible,"
Taehyung commanded, already filling up his own with various articles of
clothing, "We need to leave now before they find us!"
"Who's they?"
Jungkook received no reply, and took this as a cue to do as he was told. He
opened the suitcase, before going over to his wardrobe and grabbing a huge pile
of t-shirts and pants. He grabbed several pairs of boxers and sock, not really
paying attention to anything.
"Yah, Taehyung!" Jimin cried, entering the room in a confused manner, "What's
going on?"
"The Bloodhounds found out about how I took out their leader, and now they're
after me. We need to head to base now, or else we could all be killed."
Jimin's eyes grew wide, not believing what he had been told, "Should I call
Namjoon-hyungnim and tell him that we're on our way?"
Nodding, Tae dismissed the boy before turning his attention to the box he had
kept locked under their bed for the last two years. Using the key that was on a
string around his neck, he unlocked it and revealed the guns and knives he had
hidden for time like these.
"Why do you have weapons?"
He cursed, realising that his lover had seen them. Knowing that he was going to
explain himself whether he liked it or not, he decided to end his lover's lack
of knowledge.
"Me and Jimin are part of the Bangtan Brotherhood," he explained, watching
nervously to see the boy's reaction, "And now we're going to our base before we
get killed."
Jungkook stared at his dark-haired lover, processing what he had just been
told.
While he was confused, he realised how all the pieces it together; the money,
the late nights, the secrets, the concern over Jungkook's safety.
"Jagiya," Jungkook breathed, seeming unable to bring in enough air, "I love you
and I'm glad that you're opening up. But you have a lot of explaining to do
when we are safe."
Nodding, Taehyung was surprised by his reaction; he had expected chaos.
"I love you too, Jungkook," he whispered, pressing his lips to his lover's and
giving him a passionate kiss which took his breath away.
Jimin had heard the whole thing, standing outside the room and watching as the
pair made out. It made him sick, and also made him realise how much he had
screwed up his plan. Now they were both going to find out about his ploy to
separate them and take Tae for his own.
"Don't just stand there gawking!" 
Jimin was pulled out of his head and watched as both of the boys stared at him
with confused expressions. They were embraced and he now knew that Taehyung was
whipped for Jeon Jungkook, a boy two years his junior.
"Sorry," he apologised, "Just came to tell you that we are all clear to go to
base. Even your toy, if you want him there."
Jimin accepted he glares he received with open arms; this was the real him and
he wasn't going to pretend to be nice for any longer.
Chapter End Notes
     If you enjoyed, please leave kudos and comments to motivate me.
     Love you all,
     Jamless xx <3
***** A Whole New World *****
The threesome entered the car quickly, all of them on edge as they knew just
how much danger they were all in. Jungkook had a nervous sweat running down his
spine, and Jimin mocked the kid in his mind for being so childish.
Taehyung only cared about their safety. 
Before beginning the journey, he made sure that his companions were wearing
their seat-belts properly. He was aware that there was a chance that their car
could be followed as they try to escape.
"Babe, I'm scared," Jungkook whined, earning a glare from the boy who was sat
in the back. 
"Jagi, we'll be fine," Taehyung promised, trying his best to keep a calm and
collected atmosphere, "I won't let anybody come near you."
In reality, these were all lies. 
Tae had no idea if everything was going to be okay; the only thing he knew for
sure was that they needed to get to the Brotherhood.
The car began to accelerate down the road, the boys all silent and nervous.
Jimin, who knew that his plans had gone to shit, sat in the back nervously. He
knew that the moment they arrived at HQ, Taehyung would tell them about the
fake story of how Jimin had been attacked by the drug lord, Kim Junghyun. Their
leader, who was close friends with this Kim, would immediately detect the
bullshit and remove him from the gang.
And that would mean being removed from Kim Taehyung's life forever.
Just imagining this sent shivers down his spine; he wanted his first love in
his life until the day he died. Even if they were over and they didn't get back
together, he wanted to show how much he still cared for the boy on a daily
basis.
Without Taehyung, Jimin wouldn't be who he was.
"You okay back there, Jimin-ah?"
Taehyung's voice was usually musical to him, but not when he was about to be
exposed as a liar and a jealous ex.
"Mmmh," he replied, showing his infamous tight grin, "Just lost in my own
thoughts,"
"Nothing new then!"
Jungkook was proud of his comeback, taking any chance to get his digs in at the
scumbag who had invaded his home for the last week.
Taehyung glared at Jimin through the mirror, warning him not to start shit;
this was the only reason he didn't strangle the kid in the passenger seat with
his seat-belt.
Jungkook knew something was going on with him; he had had a bad feeling about
the blonde from the first time they met. It was as if they were put on this
earth to hate each other's guts.
"We're here," Taehyung muttered, pulling into the car park of an extremely run
down warehouse, "Welcome to my second home, baby boy."
The caramel-haired boy gulped, unsure of how he felt about the place. The fact
that Tae had been up to shady shit behind his back still didn't sit well, and
he was ashamed of himself for allowing the love of his life risk his life in
order to provide for the two of them.
Jimin flew out of the metal box, glad to be free from the awkward air that hung
over the three of them. Most importantly, he was excited to see one of his
closest friends in the gang, Hoseok.
The pair got along like a house on fire and were often the mood-makers of the
group. Many times they had been on drug runs together and had gotten hit on my
their customers, all because of their bubbly personalities.
Meekly, the brunette inched out of the passenger's seat. He was going to be
meeting the members of the gang that was torturing the people of Seoul, the
meanest of the mean and the baddest of the bad.
He was low-key shitting his pants.
All three boys were out in the open, and the couple flocked to each other. They
held hands tightly, the youngest sweating profusely as he realised how much of
a big deal this was. The older of the two was just as nervous as his lover; he
had no idea what his boss would say about him telling Jungkook about the gang's
location.
"For fuck's sake," Jimin muttered to himself, realising that the boys had
forgotten all about his presence. They clutched onto each other, leaving Jimin
on his own to do his own thing.
They entered the warehouse, all three of them unsure what to expect.
Jimin was nervous about his secret plans being revealed.
Taehyung was worried about his boyfriend's reaction to his colleagues and his
role in the gang.
Jungkook was terrified about what he would find inside the huge buildings and
how he would get out alive.
"Look what the cat dragged in,"
Before they could reach forward to open the door, a boy peered around it with a
huge grin on his face. He sported red hair and he had a long face which some
people compared to a horse. He had an eyebrow piercing and a tattoo which ran
up his neck and curled around his ear. Though he was usually quite a pleasant
person, his choice of clothing seemed to inform otherwise; he wore skin-tight
leather pants, a leather jacket and black face-mask that was pulled down to
expose his face fully. His smile was infectious and his laughter intoxicating.
"Hobi-hyung!"
Jimin seemed to fly to the red-head, as if he was covered in metal and the boy
was a magnet. The two hugged each other tightly, laughing together after not
seeing each other for over a week.
Despite what Jungkook was thinking, these two were not lovers- not in the
slightest. They had been friends for a long time though, as they had been in
the same dance club at high school, as well as the same gang. 
Though, that was before anybody knew of the gang's existence. 
"Yah, Taehyung-ah!"
The boy that had been lovingly nicknamed Hobi moved like lightning to the
couple. Tae unraveled himself from his lover's arms and embraced his hyung,
glad to see his great friend.
"And who's this?"
The brunette blushed when the human sunshine made his way to him; he felt like
he was having an assessment and was failing. Miserably.
"I'm Jungkook, Taehyung's boyfriend," he replied, bowing low to show his
respect. This earned a laugh from the assessor; he couldn't believe how much of
a suck-up the kid was being, despite the fact that Hoseok didn't give a fuck
about manners.
Raising an eyebrow at the boy's lover, he turned around and gestured for them
to follow him.
They entered the next room, which was a large hall filled with about three
people. There was a table of food laid out and it smelled fresh; it was almost
dinner time.
Jungkook was impressed so far; for a shitty warehouse, it looked quite
impressive on the inside. And if there was food, there was Jungkook.
They left the hall as quickly as they entered, as they knew that there was more
pressing matters than stuffing their faces with food. They needed to talk to
the boss, and there was a chance that shit was going to hit the fan.
Taehyung and Jimin feared their boss more than death, which was pretty
terrifying on its own. The boss was the only person that you did not want to
piss off if you wanted to stay alive.
And now the three boys were about to risk their lives by telling him what they
had done and why there was an outsider inside the HQ.
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