PERMISSION TO LOVE | Taekook

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"The fuck are you saying.." V pushed him off his body and stood up in anger. He glared at the boy who blamed him for taking away his virginity without even doing anything, along with the fact that it was not him who initiated everything. He hates when boys like him act bratty like everything is normal for them, anger raised in every nerve of his body.

He could feel something happening inside his heart that usually doesn't happen with him. He guessed it's that allergy he hates, from which he stays away. V strictly avoids any kind of skinship or affection, he gets disgusted watching others touching each other.

Earlier he even used to push Jimin away whenever the shorter gets too clingy with him but Jimin was determined to invade his privacy and with time V allowed him. Well that's only applicable for Jimin alone.

However the intense touch from Jungkook's lips passed a four hundred forty volt current in his insulated heart, because he can hear the sound of his heart beating like a drum. The mafia shook his head internally, these things are unreasonable. He tried to calm himself.

He noticed the brave lips of the boy turning into a pout and those eyes where he got lost earlier becoming glossy. He frowned when he saw the boy sniffing a little.

"So you want to cry now?" V asked annoyingly, so done with his act but got confused when his sniffs turned into a loud cry for real. After all, it was not him who forced on the boy.

"YAH STOP CRYING LIKE I RAPED YOU." He barked, kicking the tyre of his boss's car. Jungkook flinched but didn't stop crying.

"M-my… you…you stole it!! You thief. How could you??" He hiccuped sitting up slowly. Tears collected over his pink lips making it wet.

"Your what?" V raised his brows confusedly, kneeling down to his level. He couldn't understand what the boy was rambling on and why he even wanted to listen to that.

"YOU STOLE MY……" Jungkook hollered with his teary eyes. He started hitting the strong chest using his small fist.

V gets confused at first by the younger's cute action but then he understood why he was doing it. He held his hands quickly and twisted them behind his back. Jungkook's body jerked forward and his head crashed with the mafia's hard chest, he scowled.

"If you show me one more act then I will throw you somewhere in this world that you won't even be able to come back from there. You get it?" V warned, pressing his fragile hands together. Their bodies get closer again.

Jungkook hissed in pain and nodded slowly. He stopped crying and pouted more looking down. He is still not over the thought of what happened a while before. His mind kept repeating the scenes of his kiss with this handsome stranger.

V released a breath, rolling his eyes at the boy. He thought Jimin was the most dramatic ever but no.. there someone to compete with him too. He hoped that they would never cross each other's path. The outcome will be disaster.

"Answer my questions in one word if you don't want to go to that place." He said, holding his jaw tightly with his left hand while his other hand was still holding those fragile wrists.

Jungkook's face became more pouty as it got compressed under the mafia's rough hand. He nodded scaredly, praying for his hyung to come here as soon as possible.

"What's your name?" V started the interrogation, staring deep into his eyes so that his soul doesn't even think of lying anymore.

"Jwung-khook," he answered, blinking his doe eyes. He thought everyone in South Korea knew his name.

"Whom are you working for??"

After thinking for a while Jungkook said honestly "Bang Si Hyuk"

"So that old hitman sent this crumb for me??" He questioned himself in disbelief. Jungkook nowhere looks to be related to mafia. He looks nothing but a mischievous troublemaker with an innocent face.