𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍
Taehyung is sitting in the passenger seat of Jungkook’s sleek white luxurious car.. He has never been much of a car person. His father has never allowed him to drive or get him a permit, anyway. But this car is nice. And his husband Jungkook drives it like a bat out of hell.
The ride is silent, and Taehyung looks out the window, watching the scenery go by. He feels a hand on his thigh and looks over to see Jungkook’s hand.
“You know, when my father told me I had to marry, I was pissed off.”
His eyes are still focused on the road as he speaks to his brunette.
“I told him to go fuck himself.” He laughs aloud to himself.
“But eventually, I had to accept it. If we were to be stronger and be able to protect ourselves in a wider range, a union needed to be existent. And who better to marry than the heirs of Boseu's of the North and South?” He smiles, more to himself than to anyone else.
“When I saw you in that practice room, I thought, damn, this is going to be my wifey. I never had this feeling about someone. This possession. This need. This constant want. But you are just walking perfection to me. Pure and innocent when I met you. Never been anyone’s but mine. And that makes me a thousand times happier when I wake up each morning.”
Brunette swears the temperature in the car drops as soon as Jungkook begins his next sentence.
“If anyone or anything ever jeopardizes this marriage, I will end them. Without a question or a second thought. You are mine. And no one else’s. I will kill anyone who gets in the way of that. Of me and you.”
He doesn’t say anything more. Taehyung doesn’t know if his husband expects him to say anything; he doesn’t even know if that is his version of a love ballad. But Taehyung does know that Jungkook is serious about this whole marriage thing.
The rest of the drive takes about twenty minutes, and they end up in some kind of warehouse. Jungkook pulls up and shuts the car off. Men are standing outside. Taehyung assumes they are Jungkook’s men. Why will he bring him here if he is taking care of business? Taehyung assumed, from the location chosen, that this wasn’t a deal of any sort, but a get-rid-of-someone type of thing.
Jungkook steps out of the car, but Taehyung stays in, hoping he doesn’t expect him to come along. Jungkook walks around to Taehyung's side of the car and opens the door.
“Come on, Taehyung. Be a good doll and remember what I said.”
Taehyung nods slowly. His hands are already shaking, and he doesn’t even know what is about to happen next. The mafia leads his wife into the warehouse, and his men follow them silently. The door to the warehouse is opened, and a loud groan sounds from the door being opened. It is dark in here; the only light is the garage door that is opened for their entrance. Once it is shut, the whole place is enveloped by darkness again.
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Fanfiction------An arranged marriage between two Mafia heirs: one is the next 'Boseu' and the other is his prey. Would love overcome their fatal enmity? --Kim Taehyung was an innocent angel, a naive creature and He changed everything. "It makes me so hard kn...