Babydoll

11

Taehyung breathed out, trying to steady his shaking hands. The cold metal of the gun felt heavy in his hands and his eyes were focused on the target. Jungkook was standing next to him, they were in the shooting gallery in the basement and today the boss finally gave in and decided to teach Taehyung how to shoot.

“Don’t think about it too much, you need to relax,” Jungkook said quietly. Taehyung was focusing on his deep, calming voice. It wasn’t a big deal, he was just going to try this, right? Well, he still didn’t want to make complete fool of himself in front of the older man.

“Load the gun and then focus on the target,” Jungkook spoke up again. Taehyung obeyed, loading the gun, hearing it click as the bullet got ready to be shot out.

He breathed in and out slowly again, eyes focused on the target. And then he pulled the trigger and a gunshot pierced through the quiet room.

The recoil was stronger than he expected and his hands flew back, almost hitting his face.

He looked at the target, groaning when he saw the bullet next to it.

“Not bad for the first try,” Jungkook hummed: “Your arms are too tense, you need to relax them so the recoil isn’t that strong. Try again.”

Taehyung complied, loading the gun again and putting hands in the position Jungkook showed him earlier. He focused on the target, pulling the trigger, arms less flex this time.

The recoil wasn’t that bad this time but he missed the target again.

“It’s so hard, how do you do that?” Taehyung whined.

“You won’t learn it after few tries, it takes lots of training,” Jungkook laughed at his impatience: “Missing the target isn’t bad, important is to learn the right technique first and then it’s gonna be easy and you will be getting better.”

“So can we try that again sometimes?” the younger looked at the man with hopeful eyes. This was fun.

“If you want to,” Jungkook shrugged but there was a small smile playing on his lips. It wasn’t his usual smirk, Taehyung dared to say that there was something soft in it. He knew Jungkook was enjoying this, he liked training him even though he’d never admit it out loud.

“Come on, try again,” the gangster encouraged him.

“Can you do it with me?” Taehyung looked at him suggestively. Jungkook nodded after a second, stepping behind Taehyung. The blonde could feel his cheek only an inch from his as he was looking over his shoulder. Then Jungkook brought up his hands to Taehyung’s, covering them completely, holding the gun with him.

Taehyung felt suddenly stronger and surer when Jungkook was helping him. It felt like he could do anything with the gangster by his side.

He loaded the gun, putting a finger on the trigger. Jungkook's hands around his were securing him, giving him more steadiness. He focused on the target and pulled the trigger.

“Oh my god, do you see it?” Taehyung shrieked excitedly. The bullet wasn’t in the bullseye but it was in the target and he didn’t understand why that made him so happy.

“See? Not bad for your first time. You will get even better over time,” Jungkook reassured him with an amused look. It was quite endearing to see Taehyung’s enthusiasm. He was learning how to shoot and here he was, acting like a cute child that just rode a bike for the first time. At the beginning, he thought that teaching Taehyung would be annoying but it was actually kinda fun. Seeing him getting better, going from the weak kid to the stronger young man was weirdly satisfying. He could only imagine of what Taehyung would be capable of in couple of months or years.