Belongs to Kims

27

Hyung, Jungkook calls Hoseok and sits beside him. "Does you hate me?" he asked.

"Why?" Hoseok smiles. "You're still my Kooki. But what happened to you? Why are you?"

"I swear I didn't kill Mrs. Kim."

"I know," Hoseok said. "But why Jimin?"

"It wasn't me, hyung. I never wanted to hurt him."

"It's okay. Just leave everything and come here. Let's live together. Please, no more blood games."

"I can't. I'm sorry. Say sorry to Jimin for me." Jungkook immediately walks towards the elevator.... He reached the ground floor. Once the door opened, he met with Taehyung.

"I will drop you, Kooki."

"No, I will."

"I told you I will drop you." He held Kooki's hand and walked towards his car. "Get in. I don't want something to happen to you."

Jungkook looked at him, appearing like a lost soul. "I know the pain of losing your loved ones. I was at school when I found out about the accident of Dad and Mom. In one day, I lost everything."

"I didn't kill them, Kooki. It was really an accident."

"What about my brother then? Eunwoo, Kang, Choi... Everyone lost someone because of the Kims."

"We don't kill anyone for fun." Taehyung stopped his car in front of Jungkook's house. He took a cover from the board. "This is for you."

"What is this?" Jungkook frowned.

"My favorite gun, a gift from my hyung. It will protect you. I don't want to lose you, baby." He caressed Jungkook's cheeks. "Love you, baby." Taehyung smiled.

Jungkook looked at his house; there was no one in front of it. He pulled Taehyung into a kiss. "I want to say I love you back, but I can't," Jungkook whispered.

Taehyung put his hand on Jungkook's waist. "Just love me, just stay with me." He kissed him again. "I want you, baby. Please."

"No, I can't." Jungkook removed Taehyung's hand, then took the box. "Hope this will protect me from you too." Taehyung stayed there as Jungkook entered the house.

**********

"Look, here comes your lover boy," Ms. Kang said to Eunwoo. "I heard Mrs. Kim's funeral ended before afternoon, but now it's 9 pm." She added with a wicked smile.

Jungkook looked at her. "Sex is a stress relief, so I was fucking with Taehyung. You may feel sad because he never fuck  you."

She gritted her teeth. "But I'm always loyal to my boyfriend."

"Oh, yesterday both you and Eunwoo were kissing in the kitchen," Jungkook chuckled.

"What?" Eunwoo shouted. "Me?"

"Then who's your father?" Jungkook took the gun and pointed it at Ms. Kang.

"Jungkook," Mr. Kang called.

"I'm not going to kill her daughter. This gun is not for stray dogs" He walked to his room.

Ms. Kang took a breath. "Bitch, trying to scare me with that old gun," she said angrily.

"Old gun? It's a Colt Single," Eunwoo stared at the way Jungkook went. "Where did he get this expensive gun? It costs almost 6.03 million."

"Because his boyfriend is a billionaire," Ms. Kang laughed, making Eunwoo angry...

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Choi looked at the old lady. "Who are you?"

"My name is Margaret. I am Taeyun's, I mean Mrs. Kim's Aya."

"Aya?"

"Yes, since her childhood, it's me who took care of her. She was just 18 when she married Mr. Kim, a 48-year-old man with two children, Seokjin and Namjoon. Their mother died, not killed by Mr. Kim. After two years, Taehyung was born. Jin and Joon loved their brother very much but not their stepmother or father. One day, Mr. Kim died due to electric shock, but it was Jin who killed him. Then he made Taeyun the head of everything, but they never loved her. They needed her because Jin was a minor then."

"So?"

"I know who killed my Taeyun." She wiped her eyes. "I saw that."

"Who?" Choi asked her.

"Kim Namjoon," she said.

"What?" Choi shouted.

"Yes, he killed her."

"Why?"

"Taehi never liked Hoseok, Joon's husband. The last day, Taeyun and Namjoon quarreled about a nude scene in his upcoming movie. She asked him to cut the scene because Hoseok was doing that, but he didn't obey. I don't know what happened then, but I am sure it's him. Because she called me before 10 minutes of her death and said she was going to meet Namjoon because he wanted to talk to her."

Choi stared at her. "Kim Namjoon." He smirked. "Thank you, Margaret."