вoυnd [taekook ]

꧁シ︎☠︎︎𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗-17☠︎︎シ︎꧂

'Thank you for spit the venom.'

𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔

He has to get away. He can't keep living like this. He needs to escape from Jungkook, thinks Taehyung.

Jeon fvcking Jungkook is out of control. Even more so since getting married. He treats Taehyung as if he possesses him. Taehyung genuinely believes that his mafia husband requires assistance--some kind of help. Every time Jungkook meets with someone or has something to manage, he will summon Taehyung to his office to entertain him. He also compels him to rehearse for the upcoming recital. The brunette never declines. He never says no. In fact, Taehyung rarely even smiles these days. He simply does what is asked of him. Jungkook is like a ticking time bomb, and Taehyung can never tell when he'll explode next, then Taehyung walked to Jungkook's office without his violin. His husband's trusted aide has come to fetch him, stating their capo desires his queen's company, but without his instrument. Taehyung's hands are sweaty, and he is terrified, honestly, because he fears Jungkook may have something dreadful in store for him.

As Taehyung approaches the large wooden doors, he listens intently to the sounds beyond. The muffled voices indicate that Jungkook has company inside. The brunette pushes the door open and steps in cautiously. Upon entering, Jungkook's dark eyes lock onto Taehyung's hazel ones, and a smile brightens his handsome face. Taehyung's heart races. He recognizes that smile all too well. It's a smile driven by cruel intentions. As he near Jungkook, he glances past his husband's shoulder and spots a man seated there. Taehyung has never seen him before, but judging by his pale skin, he seems frightened too.

"There's my beautiful wifey!" Jungkook strides over to Taehyung and pulls him in for a passionate kiss. He threads his tattooed fingers through Taehyung's short hair and gazes at him adoringly.

"God, you are stunning. Isn't he stunning, Sungho?" Jungkook glances at the man, and the terrified male—he smiles back at them, agreeing with Taehyung's unhinged husband. Fvcking fool!

 "Come here, baby. I need you as my good-luck charm." He pulls Taehyung over to one of the couches and positions him on his lap as Jungkook takes a seat. Taehyung's gaze falls on the coffee table in front of them and the man Jungkook calls Sungho, and he notices a gun resting on it. Not the usual weapon Jungkook carries,but an old-fashioned gun meant for...

"We're going to play a game, baby." Jungkook interrupts the brunette's thoughts, rubbing his hands gently along Taehyung's arms. Taehyung looks up at the man in front of him and sees his own fear reflected in the stranger's eyes.

 'What has this man done to provoke my husband's anger?' Taehyung scoffs inwardly. 

"This is Sungho. He was actually apprehended a few days ago while attempting to deceive me at one of my clubs. He even managed to fire at one of my men! Although he didn't kill him, he came dangerously close. So after some deliberation, I've chosen to be fair and give him a chance to fight." The mafia leader picks up the gun and waves it in the air. He glances at Taehyung from his position below him and locks eyes with him.