Jikook Oneshot Smuts •Kookmin•

minor inconvenience

In which Jimin is the youngest mafia boss, and Jungkook is a bunny hybrid with an interest in the older.

62,400 words.

This one I will say is mature. It will have mature content. Guys, this is rated R lmao.

The trigger warnings will include ⚠️ :
•gore
•so much blood
•torture
•ya know, mafia things

None of the above is towards the seven.

Last pre-note! I saw this thing that was saying how feeling attracted to someone covered in blood is a gay thing and I just had to write something about that. So, all my ideas, all credit to me!

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Jimin sighed heavily as he got his red suit on, loading his gun and putting it in the back of his belt. He felt a little upset about having to go tonight, usually he could just stay home and let his men do it, but tonight was different.

They were finally going to stop a group of rebels that had caused a handful of different sorts of havoc while simultaneously countering Jimin's rule over this city, so they sent some spy's, found the location they hid out at, and were going to teach them a lesson.

Jimin was the leader of this city, and he wasn't going to let anyone counter that.

He sighed again as he headed out of his loft house, going down the elevator to the bottom floor, meeting up with his driver. "Hyung~" Jimin chimed, smiling wide and pulling his mood together. "You ready for this?"

"Are you? You usually don't go to such events."

"I'm good Seokjin hyung. I just can't let some group of rebellions get away with what they're doing." Jimin rolled his eyes. "This is bullshit."

"You've been too light I think."

"Oh yeah, the police would love to agree with you." Jimin shot him a small glare.

Jin gave a small smile. "Okay okay, point made."

Jimin smiled a little back. "Alright let's go~"

The two walked outside, getting in Jin's car, Jimin sitting in the backseat while Jin drove. "You know...they won't back down."

"I've gone through enough massacres to not care anymore." Jimin rolled his eyes. "It doesn't matter anymore. I'm not letting some fucking kids think they can do whatever they want cause I'm young. They think they're so cool, but they're stupid. They won't win this fight."

"Well we can all agree with that. We're all with you."

"Mmm, good. I'm glad you all agree with what I believe in."

"As much as a uh, killer you are, you also believe in safety and order so, yeah. As far as being in the mafia goes...yeah, this isn't so bad." Jin laughed.

Jimin laughed a little too. "Well, I'm not an asshole, I just have a name to uphold."

The rest of the ride was silent, Jimin checking his phone for most of it. He hadn't been on a mission in so long, that even the ride was boring. He wasn't afraid of what was going to happen tonight, he didn't even have a single fear for his life.

Instead, he just hoped they'd make it on time.

When they arrived, there was a good amount of cars already there. Jimin was coming after the initial attack, not going to get his hands completely dirty. When he got out of the car, he brushed his suit down, fixing it, before putting his hands in his pockets as he walked onto the premise.