Bitch boys | NCT Mafia AU

Actors & Actresses; (CH44)

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Within one blink of the eye, the two "gentlemen" were buried deep within one another's bodies, their weapons resting upon one another's necks.

'Cut up my face and I'll wipe this floor clean with that impoverished body of yours.' Threats flew out of Taehyung's mouth, his gun snapped against Jungwoo's skin, safety was off.

Jungwoo rolled his eyes, the moonlight danced upon his blades silver.

Taehyung's distasteful mouth opened once.

'That horrid scavenger physique of yours-'

'You love listening to yourself don't you?' Jungwoo face was so close to Taehyung's, they his hot breath formed loose fog on his blade on Taehyung's neck.

'Who doesnt?' A bright smirk appeared on Taehyung's lips, a shrug briefly touching his shoulder.

A brief moment of silence flew between the two men.

Jungwoo closed his eyes, his shit slipping away faster than his advantage over Taehyung.

You flinched as Taehyung harshly flung Jungwoo's body outside the hot tub, his back thrashing on the sharp edge of the bath steps.

Jungwoo eyes opened slowly, the impact proved to have no effect on him whatsoever.

Taehyung's feet traced around Jungwoo's body, awaiting his ascent patiently.

Jungwoo gave out an indifferent sigh, getting up, rolling his shoulders back and cracking his neck.

Jungwoo threw his blade against the ground, the sharp end sticking upwards, the other, blunt end managed to pierce itself against the wooden floor with his strength.

Jungwoo then vanished from Taehyung's eyes, before appearing behind him. Taehyung only caught onto this when he was being pushed by Jungwoo, down towards the blade.

Taehyung didn't seem too surprised, neither of them cared about the "blind" attacks randomly launched at one another. They had never fought one another, yet they seemed to be both be bored senseless by what was choreographed.

Taehyung grabbed Jungwoo's collar, dragging him down with him. Taehyung grunted as Jungwoo punched him, the impact caused both men to avoid the fate of being impaled by the blade.

Taehyung grabbed a gun out of his shorts, pointing it at Jungwoo.

'You serious?' Jungwoo laughed.

Taehyung cocked his brow.

You jumped onto the elevated bench of the bath as Taehyung simultaneously shot holes in the bath and the electric heating system underneath it.

Taehyung jumped and held onto the towel rack, as the electricity flowed through the water that surrounded Jungwoo's unprotected feet.

Jungwoo's head threw back, his knees shook, leaving his legs with no choice but to simply give up.

Your eyes softened.