A Kim Taehyung ff.
[Book 2]
"Nice to meet you, S."
The doctor and the Gangster lived their lives peacefully until the darkness begins to invade their life again.
Everything falls apart. The laughter turned into sobs...
The nightmare of the country...
You become very dangerous once you learn to control your feelings.
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"You remember me... I see," Taehyung replied, his voice deep and resonant, aiming to instill intimidation in the moment.
But Jungkook wasn't just anyone. Their shared history weighed heavily in the air. He had an undeniable bond with Taehyung, and the news of Taesoo's disappearance had brought both men back to Korea, intertwining their fates in ways they hadn't anticipated. Jungkook felt a rush of conflicting emotions: excitement to see his sister again and shame for his actions.
"What do you want?" Jungkook asked, cutting to the chase.
"Give me my daughter back," Taehyung said flatly, his determination unwavering.
Jungkook chuckled, fatigue evident in the way he rubbed his forehead, as if trying to ward off a headache. "Look, I have nothing to do with her. Please, leave my way." He attempted to slide into his car, but Taehyung's hand gripped his shoulder firmly.
"You're lying. I won't let you go until you give me back Taesoo. How could you?! How could you kidnap your own niece?? How could you hurt your own sister??" Taehyung's voice trembled with barely contained emotion.
The words struck Jungkook like a blow to the gut. He prided himself on being ruthless, but never at the expense of family. Pain and anger surged within him, battling for dominance. He wouldn't waste his time in explaining to him, not when he already considers him at fault. "Leave. My. Way," JK gritted, desperately trying to avoid violence but feeling the tension escalate.
But Taehyung had reached his limit. In a flash, he spun Jungkook around and landed a powerful punch square on his jaw. Jk stumbled back, momentarily stunned. Tae knew he was courting danger, yet a sense of satisfaction flickered within him at the sight of the burgeoning bruise on Jungkook's face.
The gangster's eyes burned with fury as he glared back, but there was also a hint of amusement in his expression. The transformation in Taehyung intrigued him. The last time they had met, Taehyung was terrified; now, he was standing his ground. Jungkook couldn't help but laugh, his amusement ringing out into the night. "Interesting. I love this change from Doctor to Gangster."
Taehyung inhaled sharply, taken aback by the younger's audacity to laugh in this tense moment. He felt like a child swinging at an adult's legs, oblivious to their own strength. "Don't laugh!" he shouted, delivering another punch followed by another.
Jungkook took the hits, his laughter only growing until Taehyung's fourth punch landed. He swiftly blocked the attack and seized his wrist, locking their eyes together. "That's enough for today. I'm actually pleased to see you so confident and brave."
With a swift twist of Taehyung's arm, he exerted pressure, forcing Taehyung to drop his guard. "You're out of your depth, Taehyung. This isn't a game."
Taehyung gritted his teeth, pain shooting through his wrist but refusing to back down. "You don't get to decide that. I will do whatever it takes to get Taesoo back."
