MAFIA LOVE ENG. Vers ( TAEGI )

11

Domination spreads, footsteps widen entering a secret room in his mansion. Sapphire stared straight ahead, ignoring the polite bows his subordinates gave.

The big door opened wide, Taehyung stepped in and approached the two important people in the main headquarters, Hoseok and his older brother...Kim Namjoon.

"Are you back?" asked Namjoon, without turning around because he was focused on chatting with his wife.

"How is my doll?"

"The results won't come out until tomorrow, Jinseok still has to check the blood sample," Namjoon answered.

Taehyung was just silent, not responding to anything. His eyes rolled, watching Hoseok who was busy in front of the laptop with a serious expression.

"What are you looking for?"

Hoseok looked up, took a deep breath then turned the laptop towards Taehyung so the master could see.

"I was looking for information about the little man, but it seems...golden deliberately deleted all traces of the little man's information," he explained

"I know he won't be careless."

The tan man walked slowly towards the table, took his gloves and put them on slowly to open the black bag containing his prey several hours ago.

"You guys managed to bring it," said Taehyung, his gloved hand took the tobacco and inhaled it.

"Yes, although not all of it."

Taehyung raised his eyebrows, turning to look at his older brother asking for an explanation. Namjoon, who was conscious, immediately put away his cellphone and stepped closer to his younger brother.

"This is only half, while the other half was taken by Kenichi Shinoda's men," explained Namjoon.

"Why did he order tobacco? Wasn't it before...he wasn't like this?"

"According to the information I got, they deliberately bought it so they could resell it at a high price. Because currently, Japan is in the midst of a tobacco crisis," answered Hoseok

Taehyung nodded, throwing away his gloves carelessly. The man with the sapphire beads walked slowly, his arms tucked into his trouser pockets.

"Is there no movement in the dark moon?" Taehyung asked, his eyes straight at every knick-knack that decorated the base.

"Nothing, it seems they started to calm down after you taught them a lesson that time, master" explained Hoseok

"That's good"

"Where are you going?" Namjoon asked when he saw Taehyung walking towards the exit. Meanwhile, the person he asked just kept quiet for a moment and then took another step without answering his question.

"Tsk! that's rude!"

The eyelids moved slowly, then opened to reveal hazel beads that no longer had a twinkle in them. His eyes stared straight at the ceiling, was he dead? that was the flash of the question he was thinking about... before everything disappeared when his head rolled to look at the all white room.

"H-hospital..." he whispered

Bits and pieces of the incident, everything was clearly recorded which made his thin cheeks wet with tears again. His little hands covered his ears, hoping that the sound of gunshots and the monster man's loud shouts wouldn't hurt his eardrums.

Yoongi groaned a little, because of the pain. Why didn't that monster man just kill him straight away? why should he delay? what exactly did the tan man want from him?

"If he doesn't want to kill me, then I will do it myself."

The IV needle was pulled out, causing blood to come out. Yoongi tried to get up even though he failed because of the fragility of his body.

"Ah! sshh...why does it hurt so much?" Yoongi groaned softly, still trying to get up even though the dizziness was hitting his little head. Plus the pain in his southern part made it difficult for him to get up.

Bruk!

His body slumped due to weakness, Yoongi bit his lip in pain while holding his lower stomach. With difficulty, he shifted, ignoring all the pain that befell his tiny body

His breath was ragged, his palms were sweaty with fear. After he managed to open the door, Yoongi got up and hobbled towards the roof of the hospital.

Along the corridor, not a single nurse or patient passed by. Maybe because it was still 4 in the morning, so they were all still asleep and that was of course beneficial for him.

He didn't use the elevator, and chose to open the emergency stairs door. His short legs rose tremblingly, his two white hands tightly gripped the banister

Step by step he passed, cold sweat began to roll down his pale face. He bit his lip every time he took a step because of the pain. Even now, his pale lips were slightly bleeding.

Yoongi hissed as the cold penetrated his satin pajamas. The morning wind is really cold...

His head shook, neutralizing his vision which was becoming blurry again and the feeling of dizziness which was getting worse. Yoongi took a step, walking slowly towards the end of the hospital rooftop.

His slender legs climbed onto the parapet, his eyes trembled and the rain poured out again. He shook his head slowly, looking down at the situation below which made his head even more dizzy.

His arms were outstretched, his eyes closed, letting the morning breeze hit her tiny body.

"Ok, this is the only way for everything to end Yoongi-ah"

He looked up, looking at the still dark morning sky. smiled a little when he imagined Suran's beautiful face there, the person who had always cared about him. Only that woman...who always loves him..

"Mianhae nuna"

He took a deep breath, smiled a little with his eyes closed again. His little feet moved forward, preparing to plunge down to end his life and suffering

But before he actually dropped his body. One hard pull made him fall backwards.

Taehyung, the perpetrator of the withdrawal, could only silently hug the tiny body tightly. Earlier, after arriving at the hospital... he was surprised to see Yoongi's room empty. He almost screamed in anger if he didn't see the drops of blood on the floor. He decided to follow where the blood went, and he ended up here.

Taehyung turned Yoongi's body so he was face to face with him. while the sweet man struggled, trying to escape the strong arms that thwarted his suicide.

"Let me go! Let me go ahjussi!"

Plak!

"Are you crazy?!" he shouted

Yoongi was silent when Taehyung slapped his cheek hard, tears flowing freely without him being able to hold it back. He slowly looked up, looking at Taehyung sadly with his hazel.

"Yes...I'm crazy, why don't you just kill me ahjussi? why should it be postponed?"

"Didn't I tell you before? I will kill you, but not now, doll," Taehyung said flatly

"Hiks...why? why not now ahjussi? hiks..WHY?!"

Yoongi hit Taehyung's chest, continuing to scream with sobs that made his sweet face even more messy.

Taehyung was silent, for some reason he didn't like crying this time. That voice with flowing tears made the corner of his heart throb in pain. Even his ears couldn't hear all the desperate whispers uttered by the teenager in front of him.

His wrists were gripped, Yoongi stared at Taehyung straight at the sapphire beads that were staring flatly at him.

"Ahjussi...I'm tired..."

Taehyung was silent for a moment, before a word he had never uttered, now for the first time flowed smoothly through his sexy lips.

"Mianhae..."

He....apologized.

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