Author's pov
Gunshots echoed in the arena. A man dressed in all black shot his gun at the target that was placed at a distance from him, his bullets hitting bullseye every single time. A mask adorning his face, hiding his identity from whoever was present in the arena with him. He cocked his gun once more but stopped when he heard footsteps approaching.
He turned around slightly to see his messenger standing behind him with his head bowed.
"Boss,He targeted our underground racing business this time" The messenger said and before he could land a loud voice boomed in the arena .
"What the fuck did you just say?" The man asked in a loud voice startling his messenger.
"He did, this was his first time he came to watch a race and the entire place was burnt down. So, I assumed he was the one behind it." The messenger explained making the man frown.
"You mean to say he burnt down the place whilst he was still present in the building?" The man asked, unable to hide his shock.
"Yes, he was still there." The messenger replied making the man smirk.
"So, he finally got rid of his fear for fire, that's surprising." The man said chuckling a bit.
"Boss, what should we do?" The messenger asked.
"I think it is time to clip his wings, I have given him enough time to grow. We are taking him down now." The man replied.
"Do you have any other information for me?" The man asked the messenger who shook his head in negative but soon his eyes widened and he spoke.
"There is one thing though." The messenger said and the man nodded giving him the go ahead to speak.
"One of our racers, Jeon Jungkook, seems to be close to him." The messenger said, and the man's eyes lit up.
"Find out how close they are and inform our allies for a meeting" the man ordered.
The messenger nodded and walked away from the place.
As soon as the messenger left, a sinister laughter filled the arena.
"It's time to take you down, V" The man said in a dark voice.
With Jungkook
Jungkook breathed out heavily as he sped down the roads of Seoul his mind filled with worry upon realising Yoongi was nowhere to be found. He couldn't seem to process anything at the moment. First of all, he had an unconscious mafia boss leaning on him as he rode his bike and secondly, where the fuck can he drop of that same mafia boss so that he can look for his hyung.
Upon contemplating for a while he decided to drive back to their shared apartment, who knows, probably Yoongi is also there.
Soon, he reached their shared apartment stopping his bike right in front of the house. He carefully got down from the bike, whilst slightly supporting Taehyung's body, so that he doesn't fall over in the process.
Afte he got down. He brought Taehyung down from the motorbike struggling in the process because Taehyung weighed a lot.
"Uff, why does he have to be so heavy? Wait, why am I doing this in the first place?"Jungkook mumbled to himself before letting out a huff.
He supported Taehyung's heavy body till the front door. Fishing out his key from his pocket, he successfully opened the door dragging unconscious Taehyung along.
He dropped Taehyung's heavy body on the couch and walked out to park his bike in the garage.
"Hyung?" Jungkook called walking into the house after parking his bike.
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SEMPITERNAL-TAEKOOK FF🤎
FanfictionSempiternal; meaning eternal or everlasting. Kim Taehyung, the youngest mafia king ever, harbors a lot of secrets and pain behind his cold exterior. Jeon Jungkook, an underground bike racer who would do anything to maintain his cold behaviour towar...