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a week has passed, wich meant tomorrow was going to be New Year

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a week has passed, wich meant tomorrow was going to be New Year. the beginning of a hopefully better year and the previous one. because definitely the ending of this was a bit too terrible.

and here stayed jeongguk, drinking all his emotions he have ever had. strong alcohol and smoking were always the way for him to loose up a bit. let's put aside the casino and the bets for money, because he was not in the exact right position.

oh how many women were trying with their terrible flirts to catch up with jeongguk, who was definitely not in a mood for this.

he roughly pushed them away, it's not like he should care if they would feel hurt or something else. this is jeongguk after all.

oh and forgot to inform - everyone now knew that kim taehyung was alive. is it a bit too much?

only for several days, seven to be exact, all five of them knew that their dear old friend was very much alive.

but jeongguk was not the one to explain to them, because him himself didn't know everything that happened. he told them the simple things, for example he was a partner with jackson wang or the fact that he was in the mafia now.

rival or partner, jeongguk would never do anything about him. even if taehyung had money as he has, wich was almost impossible, he wouldn't interact with him for anything.

the last thing now, was to talk about taehyung.

kim namjoon wanted fvcking answers, that jeon seemed to not tell him. wich meant he would deal about it on his own.

min yoongi and jung hoseok already suspected about it, since the drunken night one of them saw or thought of him in the bathrooms.

kim seokjin had no time to over-think what meant by 'the dead one is alive', but he had to stay next to his beloved one or he would do something stupid.

park jimin knew very well kim taehyung and didn't really know how to feel about it. but he was not talking about this topic, because jeongguk was furious enough almost everyday.

that's why tonight it was only jeongguk and the alcohol, in his usual v.i.p booth. oh, and the smoking. he ordered the infamous expensive tequila, not only a shot but the whole bottle. including a hookah. he was not a big fan of smoking a hookah, but he guessed everyone changes.

his booth had an open view to the club and the dance floor down there. it was on the another floor, the glazed room had a view from almost the whole club - which was pretty big.

from the exist to the bar and dancing floor. like a cinema, where you watch lonely souls, drunken that much that hook up with people they even don't now.

but with what was different jeongguk?

that probably everyone would feer him, or that with every step of his he would look powerful. the point is that whatever he feels he barely shows his emotions,at least in front all people.

while those drunken humans on the dancing floor were questioning what to do with their lifes, probably.

minutes after he ordered the tequila and hookah, a blonde korean girl with hair long to her shoulder came and placed the hookah at the center of the wooden-glassed table.

including the almost heavy bottle of alcohol.

jeongguk was just going to reach out with his black card, when the waitress said ''everything s' free for this night. the owner had a birthday'' she shortly said and jeongguk showed a frown, but neverthless he said anything else so the waitress left.

inhaling the drug in his body and breathing out, forming a fog - it looked kind of sexy and attractive if someone from aside was watching.

he groaned as he took his third shot only for the first twelve minutes and looked down once again at the people. ''hopeless souls..''he muttered and took a sip from the hookah again.

''yah, I needed that one..''he sighed and rested his head on the sofa's back. with his right hand, that was his exact tattooed one, was the shot filled with tequila. the other hand was running thru his wet locks, as he felt how his body was slowly getting on heat from the stong alcohol.

he then rested his head in his free hand, as it was up high on the back of the sofa as well. he was playing to do some kind of tricks with the smoke, when he noticed how the crowd were making space for some man, wearing black and his men to walk from there.

it of coure caught his eye and rose a bit, a questionable frown on his face. jeongguk left the glass on the table and stood up, close to the glozed area.

neverthless he didn't have the best chance to see the man at all, so he thought it was someone from the vip sections//one of the importans ones/.

but he was as well, because in the club he had seven guards, only for himself.

two infront his own booth, three at the exist and the other two are on random spots at the club so they wouldn't get too much suspicious.

because you see...everyone whos part from the mafia buisiness are wanted by the police or the government because of their drug dealings and dirty money. they are basically untouchable.

he then felt how his phone buzzed in his pocket at the coat and went ahead to answer it. the id caller was exact his sister. he was caught in the bad moment.

''rosie?''jeongguk tried his best to not sound as if he drank five shots of heavy tequila or the fact he was in the club.

''gguk, can you talk?''she asked on the other line.

''I don't think i'm in the best condition-''

''I had a fight with her..''the girl teared up, making jeongguk's hidden flames from anger to lighten up. ''a-and she left, gguk. i-i'm a terrible person, aren't I..''she showed a sad smile, even her brother couldn't see it.

''where are you.''he sternly said, ready to do something that would be against the rules of course, but when he followed the rules anyway?

''T-the Gangnam area..''her voiced cracked a bit from the cryings, there are possibilities that she tired her voice from screaming too.

''I'll be there in 15''he said and before to close the phone, roseline said ''thank you,gguk..''

no matter what type of a person he was, jeongguk had a family - his sister was everything he had//because he was not in good contact with mr. and mrs.jeon/. and even if he had to, he would murder someone for the people important for him.

 and even if he had to, he would murder someone for the people important for him

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I'm now online so I guess I will start to update more often, as before <3

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