Kim Taehyung, also known as V, was one of the biggest mafia bosses in South Korea. He was ruthless, cunning, and feared by all who crossed his path. But there was one person who he would do anything for, who he was completely obsessed with, and that...
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"Jimin, are you alright?" Jungkook's voice filled with concern as he approached him. Jimin's eyes glazed over with a mix of fear and shock. "Jungkook, I... I did it," he murmured, his voice barely audible. Jungkook frowned, taking a step closer. "What are you talking about?"
Jimin took a deep, shaky breath. "I killed Taehyung." The words hung in the air, heavy and final. Jungkook felt his heart drop. "What? Why? What happened?"
Jimin's fist clenched, "I..i couldn't take it anymore" His voice cracked, and he choked back a sob. "He was obsessed with me and i couldn't tolerate it anymore so..i killed him. I'm going to police station to surrender."
He couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that had settled in his chest ever since their last date. Taehyung's words had been so heartfelt and sincere. He knew he had started their relationship with the intention of getting revenge. But now, as he remembered the way Taehyung had looked at him, the guilt gnawed at him. He wasn't supposed to feel this way. He shouldn't feel guilty for making someone pay for the pain they had caused him and his family.
What scared Jimin even more was how he had been unable to stop himself from initiating the kiss, The way Taehyung's touch sent shivers down his spine, and how he had wanted more. It was only Yoongi's call that pulled Jimin back to reality.
Blaming it on hormones, Jimin tried to convince himself that he wasn't attracted to Taehyung. He had started everything, so he decided to end everything. That's how he gathered courage to stab Taehyung, But he didn't tell Jungkook any of this.
Jungkook stared at him, he knew Taehyung had been a thorn in Jimin's side, but he had never imagined it would come to this. "Okay," he said slowly, trying to process the situation. "Let's go."
As they drove away, Jungkook's mind raced. The silence in the car was suffocating, but both of them didn't dare break it. Jimin was lost in his thoughts.
They pulled up in front of Jimin's house, and Jimin looked at Jungkook with confusion. "Why are we here?" he asked, his voice shaking slightly. Jungkook turned to face him, "Look, you need to calm down, you shouldn't do anything in rush."
Jimin followed Jungkook inside the house, feeling like he was in a dream. He couldn't believe what he had done, but at the same time, he felt a strange sense of distress. He should be relieved but his heart was in pain.
Jungkook made him sit down on the couch, "Jimin, I need you to tell me everything that happened," Jungkook said gently.
Jimin took a deep breath and recounted the events. Tears streamed down Jimin's face as he remembered the look of shock, pain and betrayal in Taehyung's eyes when he stabbed him. Jungkook listened intently.
The door swung open with a bang, revealing Taehyung—or rather, V—with a furious expression, he seemed tipsy but he was by no means drunk enough to be unaware of his actions. Jimin's eyes widened in horror. He thought he had killed Taehyung but it seemed that he had underestimated the Mafia lord's resilience. His heart hammered in his chest like a drum, echoing the chaos in his mind.
V's gaze swept over Jungkook and Jimin, a twisted smile playing on his lips. His shirt was stained with dark crimson that stood out starkly against the white fabric, hinting the betrayal he faced again. The bandages under his shirt were a grim reminder of violence encounter they shared. His eyes gleamed with a mix of rage and hurt as he took in Jimin's shaking form. "Ah, you thought you can play your games with me again, didn't you?" he sneered, his voice thick with barely contained fury.
"I don't drink often, but do you know why I'm drunk now? To ignore the pain. Not the physical pain I'm feeling from the wound," he said bitterly, "The pain it caused to my heart."
Jimin's felt his heart racing, his breath coming in shallow gasps. He hadn't expected to see Taehyung alive, "A small stab like that isn't enough to get rid of me, love. You shouldn't have done that. I wanted to win your heart first but you misused my patience. You said you want to live with me and your body is mine, right? Come, let daddy have a taste of you then"
Jimin legs trembled uncontrollably as V took menacing steps towards him, his eyes never leaving Jimin's. He stumbled back, trying to put distance between himself and the looming figure of V. The smell of alcohol wafted from V's breath, adding an edge of unpredictability to the tension in the room.
The fear was palpable in the air, and Jungkook could feel the hair on the back of his neck standing on end. He knew he had to act fast. Without a second thought, he stepped in front of Jimin, his body tense and ready to protect Jimin, "Back off," Jungkook warned, his voice low and steady. "He's not coming with you anywhere."
V's eyes narrowed, the smile morphing into a snarl. He took a step forward, but Jungkook didn't flinch. The two men stood toe-to-toe, the air crackling with the intensity of their standoff. Jimin felt like he was watching a scene from a horror movie, his body frozen with fear. He knew Taehyung was capable of unspeakable things as V, but he had never seen this side of him in person.
"You think you can protect him?" V taunted, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Look at you, trying to challenge the king."
Jungkook's eyes never leaving V's. "I don't care who you are, or what you're going to do" he replied, voice low and determined. "You're not taking him."
V chuckled darkly, the sound echoing through the room. "You think you can stop me?" V's hand reaching out to grab Jimin's wrist. Jungkook's instincts took over, and he swung his fist, connecting with V's jaw. The impact was enough to make V stumble back, momentarily caught off guard by Jungkook's action. Jimin's eyes went wide with shock, his hands flying up to cover his mouth.
V's eyes now blazed with anger, "You're going to regret that" He spat, his voice full of venom. V lunged forward, his hand wrapping around Jungkook's neck as he pushed him back into the nearest room.
The door slammed shut behind them, leaving Jimin outside, his fists pounding on the wooden door. "Taehyung, no! Please, let him go!" he shouted, his voice desperate. But his pleas were met with only silence, followed by the muffled sound of a struggle. A/n : What do you think V would do to Jungkook?
