TAEKOOK ONESHOTS COLLECTION

° Well Played

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Jungkook enjoys stealing stuff, cause that's what he do— not until this certain someone shows up for a challenge and ended up winning against him, taking the stuff away.
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“fuck you”

“tch, you wish asshole”

“oh you sure you don't want to?” jungkook smirked as he healocked his worst nemesis when it comes to this work.

“no thanks, i would just end pushing your balls through you.” jungkook smirked at the remark.

“nasty” jungkook was smirking confidently to tease this certain someone but not until he got off from his head lock and swinged through him, now choking Jungkook by his legs. Jungkook groaned in pain.

“you really like playing this way, huh” jungkook saw him shrug then let him go, tumbling down the side then stood up, back facing Jungkook who just got up. He turned to him then swinged the jewelry in his hand.

“i win.” jungkook gritted his teeth as he watch him enjoys pissing him off.

Jungkook was about to charge on him to get what he stole first but this certain someone who's literally getting on Jungkook's nerves placed his hands in front him, telling Jungkook to stop, then wiggled his index finger, pointing it to Jungkook's feet that is now chained on the steel rack while he smirk, then ran away.

“better luck next time, sucker! or not!” jungkook immediately fished the pin in his pocket and opened the lock in the chain then immediately ran to his motorbike to chase his nemesis but sadly the police are on their way to the scene of the crime, so he had to take turns and just head home.

oh how he hates loosing, especially when that ‘bastard’ he calls wins over him.

“table will turn, Kim fucking Taehyung.”

Jungkook groaned recalling the scene back on the jewelry shop. He stood up and started attacking his punching bag after a short break. He blew powerful punches on it, imagining it to be no other than Kim Taehyung who happens to always linger in his mind. He ended up drop kicking the punching bag as it drop in the ground, the sand inside it oozing out from the side.

"Woah, another punching bag down, kook? It's the 5th this week, jeez." said Jimin, unwrapping the bandage from his hand, sitting on the rack. Jungkook drank in his water then slammed his tumbler on the rack where Jimin was sitting.

"Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you now?" Jimin looked at Jungkook ridiculously.

"Do you know when will Jin hyung give me my next job? My hands are itching to grab something that isn't mine, but especially to punch that fucktard's face." Jungkook clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, Taehyung's face in his mind. Oh how he hates these kind of recap.

"Him again? Kook you have to get over it already, your last encounter with him was in our last mission too, which is last week. See? It's already been... a week." Jimin shrugged.

"As if i would forget and forgive his face. Oh how i hate him, Jimin hyung." Jungkook statted, wrath echoing from his voice.

"Seriously kook, you have to stop being so obsessed with Taehyung—"

"Who said I'm obsessed with him? I'm not obsessed with that witty son of a bitch." Jungkook said as he sat down the rack, Jimin removing the bandage out his left hands for him.

"Why are you even so defensive—"

"I'm not defensive!" Jungkook snapped, startling Jimin.

"Okay, okay! No need to shout, dang it."