Captivated [kv]❤️

ONE

☘— KITTY—☘

The neon light stretched all across the dimmed place, people swaying their hips here and there with numerous colors of drinks in their hands. The music was loud, booming in his ear as he began walking through the crowded dance floor wearing nothing but the clothes; a heavily priced black suit that screams rich. 

One of his hands slowly slid into his pocket, the black blazer he was wearing moved a little, displaying the gun in his waistband just for a mere second. His long curly blue highlighted hair was tied in an elastic hair but a few strands of hair were sticking on his forehead messily. The song changed to an intense one and his blank eyes darted at a certain man.

Reaching a table where that certain man in greyish attire was sitting, back facing him, he stayed back a bit to observe him. Those tense shoulders…… Did he know he was coming here? A smirk curled at the corner of his lips. 

"I would love it if you could greet me, Mr. Kang." He said, a little loud. The man jerked up from his seat and immediately faced him, his eyes had gone wide in fear as a thick lump formed in his throat. 

"M-Mr. Jeon?!" 

Jeon Jungkook's smirk widened, "At least you remember who I am or it'd be a great loss to you after the unnecessary things you've done, Mr. Kang." He looked down at himself. 

Kang's eyes followed and gulped hard after seeing the gun. Jungkook quickly covered it and raised his head, tilting it a bit, "Through the ship, you could sail my drugs but why didn't you sail yourself at the same time? Would've been nice if you were gone. But don't worry..." He moved closer, the cunning smirk still on his face proudly. 

The other started cold sweating, trembling in the worst apprehension as he felt a hard thing pointed at his stomach. He gulped and didn't dare to look down because he was very well aware that it was the mafia leader's gun. 

"You thought I wouldn't know huh? All the things you've been doing behind my back." Jungkook spat out, angrily pressed the gun tip harder, anger lurking in his eyes as Kang's breath hitched, "I-I promise I won't re-repeat—!" He was cut off by Jungkook's laugh. 

"You think forgiving is easy, Kang?" The mafia raised an eyebrow, finger threatening to pull the trigger. He laughed again, dangerously low, "I don't forgive. A cheater is always a cheater, Kang. You cheated on me, broke my trust and I never trust those who've broken my trust already. So…" His face inched closer in swift with a psychopathic smile and whispered in a deep voice, "Say your last words to the world, bastard." 

Kang's eyes widened, as beads of cold sweat ran down his forehead, it was his last day. "Plea-please no—" Jungkook had shot him, the blood slowly soaking his gun tip as Kang's breath stopped. And the sound of the bullet shot had awakened everyone's fear and panic, as the people in the bar started to rush out of the entrance. But all Jungkook did was sport another smirk at the dead body which soon fell on the square table behind them.