A mafia BTS ff.
"I have finally found the missing piece of my memory puzzle."
Jungkook found himself in another unknown place, covered with thick canopies. His hands were restrained behind him, his feet burned, and his knees buckled, but he continue...
But are you sure you aren't a gangster? But I'm Neutrogena Deep Clean, Just come out as foam We're bulletproof, you can't aim your guns at us My bulletproof, it's better than the other bastards I don't care, I don't look below me Those who receive the bullets (focus) Cause I'm a tough guy~"
- We are bulletproof part 1 (BTS)
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The atmosphere in Jungkook's mansion was electric, pulsating with the energy of victory. Dark Nebula had achieved a significant milestone with the surrender of the new Japanese gang, and they were determined to celebrate in style.
"Cheers!" echoed through the opulent rooms as glasses clinked together, the sound a symphony of triumph.
"You were great, Jungkook!" Jin's words of praise were met with nods of agreement from the others.
Suddenly, Taehyung burst a party cracker near Jungkook's face, startling him and causing laughter to erupt among the group. "Yah, Hyung!" Jungkook exclaimed with a pout, pretending to be annoyed but secretly enjoying the playful moment.
Indeed, despite their dangerous lifestyles as gangsters, these individuals didn't let go of their inner children. Behind their serious masks lay a group of friends who shared a deep bond forged through countless trials and triumphs. And in Jungkook's mansion, which had become a second home to them all, they felt free to be themselves.
During their weekends, they embraced the opportunity to unwind and enjoy each other's company, just like they used to before Jungkook's amnesia. Whether it was sharing stories over drinks, engaging in friendly competitions, or simply relaxing in each other's presence, their weekends were a time for camaraderie and laughter amidst the chaos of their lives.
(A/n: Just like BTS on stage vs BTS behind the scenes. >.<)
Hoseok, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, aimed his phone at Yoongi, who was peacefully sleeping on the couch. "Look at how the Great Hacker, Suga, is hibernating in the evening," he captured the moment with a playful video.
Jin, ever the picture of elegance and refinement, let out a melodramatic sigh. "Namjoon, teach me how to speak a foreign language!" his eyes were wide with anticipation.
Namjoon raised an eyebrow, looking at Jin skeptically. "Why do you want that?"
"Because I want to scare away enemies with my worldwide scary voice! E HA HA HA," Jin laughed dramatically toning his voice some octaves down. Namjoon chuckled and facepalmed at the older man's theatrics.
Meanwhile, Tae, Jimin, and Jungkook were engrossed in a heated game on Jungkook's huge TV, their competitive spirits driving them to outdo each other. Jimin let out a cry of frustration as Jungkook's character delivered a fatal blow. "Yah, Jungkook! Why did you shoot me?!" he protested, his voice filled with mock indignation.
