HIT

21: gunpoint

When they told Jimin goodbye, data stored safely on two separate flash drives, Yoongi was shocked when the cop kissed him as well. It was only a peck on the lips, but that made it all the more shocking. He had thought that Jimin would never want to come close to him in that way again, so the kiss felt strangely like acceptance, or maybe like a way to say that Jimin did not find him too disagreeable after all.

Whatever it was, it held Yoongi in a shock until the cop had taken off with the car and Taehyung's ringed hand touched his shoulder. "Call a taxi?" the tech asked.

Yoongi nodded and pulled out his burner phone to do so. They could not stay here. No matter how loyal Jimin was, his higher-ups would most likely search this place for him and Taehyung, so they could not stay for more than an hour, but Yoongi was unwilling to risk even that. Before cleaning the car, they had gotten rid of the computer last night, so all they were left with were two sets of luggage, of which Taehyung's was impractically big, and the gun cases.

In order to find a motel without getting the cops called on them, he had tried to talk Taehyung into toning down his outfit of Versace blouse, Gucci shoes, and ankle-length black wool coat, so that they would not be suspected to be gangsters, but he had lost that fight. So now they were standing on the sidewalk in front of the lawn, looking like a mob boss and his right hand waiting for a pick-up and Yoongi wondered whether they would survive the next weeks or not.

Taehyung pulled a silver etui with cigarettes from the inside of his coat.

"You smoke?" Yoongi asked surprised.

"Occasionally," Taehyung admitted and held the sleek case out to him, but he denied. He had to be fit for his job. Or not, now that he thought about it. He held out his hand and was given a stick as well.

The fist inhale in years tickled his lungs and he had to hold back from coughing. He had not smoked since he had quit gambling. Being on the run had forced him to look after his fitness. And being a hitman had only made it more mandatory. But this was nice. Just for once he allowed himself to conjure that old memory of poker tables and polished wood.

"I'll miss him," Taehyung said, looking down the street where Jimin had vanished with the car.

"Because of the sex?" Yoongi asked with a grin.

Taehyung grinned and nodded. "Yeah. He gives head like no other." Another drag on his cigarette. When Yoongi wanted to say that he could go with Jimin, Taehyung beat him to speaking. "We should visit a hospital morgue," he said, effectively stunning Yoongi and making him cough out the smoke he had breathed in.

"Pardon?" he rasped.

But Taehyung just looked at him relaxed, almost bored. "There're enough people pliant to money. They'll give a shit and it's easier than getting a permanent residence as a foreigner," the tech said with a shrug. Yoongi had the feeling of talking to a different person. "Quitting your bank account 's easy too. Nothing but a signature." Yes, this was definitely another Taehyung again.

"Or... you could go back to our old life?" Yoongi tried in a last attempt to bring back the V he knew. "Five years are over. You are... You can no longer be charged for the accident."

Taehyung snorted. "Wish that was true."

"What do you mean?" Yoongi asked cautiously and took another drag of his cig. He did not like where this conversation was going.

Taehyung turned and looked straight at him for his next words. "I lied to you," he said.

"What?"

"The reason I was part of the organization. I lied to you," he specified. "Ran over the guy who raped my sister. The ass got away because he was rich, but my sister even flinched when I touched her." He gritted his teeth like he was remembering the anger from back then and had to hold himself back from punching something. Yoongi could just stare at him in shock while the bright V-image crumbed to reveal a much darker version. "He threatened my family to take the money and shut up. Should've seen my mother. She was suffocating with guilt. I wanted to hurt him. Didn't know he would die. Don't regret he did. I thought the world was better without scum like him."