Jungkook Gang AU - COLORS OF SINS✔️

Chapter 17

Warning : skip to the ******* if you can't handle abuse.

Jimin :"Your first task. Separate his head from his body." A minute passed by in silence after those words were the last ones to be spoken. Jungkook felt his hands shaking trying to refrain them from doing so gripping on to his jacket. He looked twice at Jimin to see if the other was lying or maybe..... Maybe joking but he stood there without any shift of expressions.

The more he stared the the body the more he felt disgust, the man was almost naked filled with his own blood. He shut his eyes tight and nodded once knowing worse was about to come. If the first task was like this he wondered what the rest was about.

Jimin :"on your right, there are several tools on the table. See if you can tell what you will use for this. " As much as stupidity flew out of this question, he knew it too. He just wanted to see what the other was going to do. It was obvious he had no idea about such things. Jungkook slowly walked over to the table eyeing the several scary tools laying there including hammers, nails, several types of blades and daggers, guns, bullets and knives. He gulped when he saw a damn chainsaw laying there and a few tools he didn't even had idea what they were.

He hesitated picking them up if they had disgusting blood from previous people on it too but they seemed quite cleaned and shiny as if they were new. He picked a blade in his hand and another in the other one turning towards Jimin with confusion oozing out of his orbs.

Jimin :"Anything that you think will make the process shorter and easier for you. Grab it and do it." Jungkook once again looked at tools going with the blade he picked up. He stepped towards the man who was hanging down the robes. He moved the blade near his throat with his shaky, untrained hands. The blade was shaking. He knew you can't cut a damn throat like you cut vegetables.No matter for how long he stayed there he couldn't bring himself to even leave a small cut on his neck. He felt the man's breath getting heavier knowing his painful death was nearing him.

Jimin stayed there watching, but his patience was running out. He walked near them grabbing Jungkook s wrist tightly bringing it up with so much force he pulled it down that it would go cross the throat. Jungkook shut his eyes closed ready for the impact but his hand stopped with the blade right on the skin of the man. Nothing happened.... Nothing happened.

Jimin :"Keep your eyes open, or I will make you do worse. Do it and get it done." He stepped back again crossing his arms.

Do it and get it done, do it and get it done, do it and get it done.

The words repeated inside Jungkook's brain as a sudden wave of anger rushed through his veins. He was going to do it. He pulled his hand up back in air holding the blade with both hands and brought them down with such force the blade went past the man's throat half way. His wind pipe burst spraying out the blood as if it was water. Mwelled sounds started erupting out of the man as his blood kept spurting out dirtying jungkook's clothes along with hands and face.

"One more. "He heard Jimin saying that as he pulled the blade out and repeated the process till the head was separated from the man's body. The head rolled down the ground as a football.

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He stepped back, blade slipping out of his hands as he looked down at his hands filled in blood. A sudden attack of anxiety started hitting him as now his whole body was shaking miserably.

Jimin :"Washroom's on the right side of the room." It was as if he knew what the other needed the most. Jungkook wasn't the first one to be here anyways. Hearing that the other ran out of the room shutting the door closed to the restroom and crouched down in front of the pot throwing out a load. His whole inside was twisting and turning in disgust as the image of a head - cut body appeared in front of his eyes. The Mwelled voice started echoing the walls of his brain as he held his hair tightly almost pulling on to them.