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Jeon Jungkook, aka JK, is known as the Mafia King of the world for good reason, he's tough, rude, and ruthless. He doesn't care about anyone except his inner circle and won't hesitate to hurt those who cross him. Love isn't in hi...
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Third person's p.o.v Same day At 1:00 pm
"Can anyone fucking tell me why the Fuck we are HERE!?"
Tae exclaimed loudly, his voice filled with irritation as he stomped down the street.
"Why? Aren't we supposed to be at home sleeping peacefully? Then why are we here?"
"Because I was getting bored, that's why." Jimin replied casually, smiling as he walked as if it were nothing, though his words only seemed to irritate Tae further.
"We're here just because you were bored... Then why am I here!?"
"Like you don't know we never go anywhere without each other. We always go everywhere together." Jimin said with a smile, causing Tae to blush slightly at the truth of his words. They were always inseparable, even in potentially dangerous situations.
"So, are we just going to walk and walk and do nothing?"
"Yes...well, I don't know."
"Then let's go home."
"Ah, Tae...shh..."
"What!? Why?"
"Just be quiet for a sec." Jimin suddenly adopted a serious tone and glanced in a particular direction, leaving Tae confused and wondering why Jimin was acting this way and where he was looking.
Tae remained silent, watching Jimin carefully until he finally say, "Let's go."
"Where?" Tae asked.
"Just follow me." Jimin spoke with a serious demeanor, prompting Tae to nod and follow him closely.
Jimin moved slowly and cautiously, eventually halting behind some bushes to hide. Tae, puzzled by Jimin's behavior, followed suit and joined him in hiding. Tae observed Jimin's intense gaze and soon found himself surprised and shocked by what he saw.
"Wait... Isn't that Jin!?"
"Yes." Jimin nodded.
"But who's he sitting with? They're all in black." Tae wondered.
"I don't know...that's what I'm trying to figure out. Let's just stay hidden here and observe."
Tae nodded in agreement as they both focused their attention on Jin and the mysterious figure dressed in black, straining to catch snippets of their conversation.
. . . . .
Meanwhile, Jin was animatedly chatting and rambling to himself, oblivious to Jungkook's silent state. Jungkook sat frozen on the bench, his mind a blank slate, his body feeling detached from his consciousness. It was as if his soul had vacated his body, leaving him inert and numb.
"And then..." Jin's words trailed off as he noticed Jungkook's lack of response, his concern growing as he observed Jungkook's motionless figure, only blinking his eyes rapidly.
