𝙼𝚢 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 ٭ 𝚃𝚊𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 ٭

٭𝟷𝟸٭

⚠(18+ semi sexual scenario)⚠

Taehyung was in the middle of an intimate moment with a woman in his office. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and the soft sounds of pleasure, their clothes strewn across the room.

Taehyung’s focus was entirely on the woman beneath him when a loud knock on the door interrupted their activity.

"Seriously?" Taehyung muttered, annoyed. He sighed and looked down at the woman. "Get dressed."

She rolled her eyes but complied, hurriedly putting on her clothes. Once she was decently covered, Taehyung called out, "Come in."

The door opened cautiously, revealing Hoseok. His eyes widened at the sight of the disheveled woman and the still sweaty Taehyung. With a comically exaggerated gasp, Hoseok slammed the door shut, his voice muffled from the other side. "Oh god, I'm so sorry!"

Taehyung, rolling his eyes, called out, "Hyung, you've already interrupted. Just come in."

Hoseok opened the door again, this time with a sheepish grin. "Uh, hey, boss. We’ve got an important meeting that needs your attention. The others are already gathered."

Taehyung sighed, running a hand through his tousled hair. "Alright, I'll be there in a minute."

Hoseok gave a quick nod and retreated, closing the door behind him. The woman, clearly irritated by the interruption, crossed her arms. "Really? Right now?"

Taehyung gave her an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, but duty calls."

She huffed, trying to pull him back into their previous activity. "Come on, we can finish quickly."

Taehyung’s expression turned serious. He wasn't one to be disrespectful to women, but he also didn't allow anyone to walk over him. "I said, I'm sorry. But I have to go. You need to leave."

Her eyes widened at his tone, and she quickly gathered the rest of her things, mumbling under her breath as she left the office.

Taehyung straightened his clothes and took a deep breath, ready to face whatever important matter awaited him. With one last glance around the now-empty office, he headed out

Taehyung walked into the meeting room, his mood dark and thoughts still simmering from the interruption earlier. The room was occupied by his closest associates—Hoseok, Jimin, Yoongi, Namjoon, and Seokjin—each wearing a serious expression that matched the gravity of the situation. Taehyung took his place at the head of the table, lighting a cigarette as he settled in.

“Alright, what’s the situation?” Taehyung asked, drawing a long drag from his cigarette.

Hoseok, always quick to brief, spoke up. “When James was here, we managed to plant a tracker on him. After you let him go, we’ve been tracking his every move.”

Taehyung’s gaze grew intense. His plan had always been to eliminate James, whether the debt was paid or not. The sight of Jennie’s bruises had cemented his resolve. He wasn't going to let a man like his father roam the earth. Not as long as he was alive,breathing,capabale of saving the innocent. The group had believed James was dealt with, but the new information was unsettling.

“James is still alive,” Yoongi said, his voice heavy with the implications.

The room fell silent as Taehyung’s expression hardened. The survival of James was a major problem. He could now potentially involve the police or seek revenge, perhaps through hired assassins. But the more pressing concern was Jennie’s safety.

“She’s vulnerable,” Taehyung said, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “We need to be extra careful. If James decides to retaliate, Jennie is an easy target.”

Seokjin leaned forward, worry evident in his voice. “Rose and Jisoo may not be as strong or experienced as us, but they are trained to protect themselves, but Jennie is not. She’s weak and inexperienced. We need a plan to ensure her safety.”

The group nodded in agreement. They understood the gravity of Jennie’s situation and knew that additional measures were required. Taehyung’s commitment to safeguarding Jennie and his friends was clear. Although Taehyung and his friends were ruthless. They were mafia. They all had their weak points and Taehyung was aware of that. And he'd never forgive himself if anything close to a scratch even happened to his friends. He'd kill for his brothers and sisters. They weren't blood related but they loved each other. They'd kill for each other.

Just as the meeting seemed to reach an impasse, the door swung open, and Jungkook walked in. He looked around, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern.

“Jisoo noona told me to come to the meeting room,” Jungkook announced, his eyes scanning the group.

Taehyung’s eyes lit up with a sudden realization. “Jungkook, you might be the solution we need.”

The boys quickly filled Jungkook in on their discussion. They proposed the idea of having him train Jennie. Although Jungkook hesitated, expressing concern about Jennie’s frail condition and the potential risks of training, the group reassured him that they would ensure her safety.

“Jennie needs to be stronger,” Taehyung said, placing a reassuring hand on Jungkook’s shoulder. “She needs to learn to defend herself. You’re the best person for the job.” Jungkook was a gym maniac. He loved working out and was fit. Very muscular for his age. And smart as well. He'd be a good teacher.

After some contemplation, Jungkook nodded reluctantly. His hyungs patted him on the shoulder, offering words of encouragement. Taehyung, with a supportive smile, ruffled Jungkook’s hair.

“Thanks, kook. I know this is a big responsibility, but I trust you’ll do great,” Taehyung said.

Jungkook, now resolved, accepted the task. The meeting concluded with a renewed sense of purpose and a plan in motion. The boys were ready to take the necessary steps to ensure Jennie’s safety. To ensure that all of them are safe. and deal with the potential threats ahead.