TAEKOOK (SHOT MOVIES )

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Intro:

Name: Jeon Jungkook
Age: 29
Occupation: Police Officer - Seoul Metropolitan Crime Division
Reputation: Cold, disciplined, and relentless... except when it comes to him.

Name: Kim Taehyung
Age: 32
Alias: "The Velvet Thief"
Occupation: Infamous Korean criminal - seducer, art thief, master of disguise
Reputation: Elusive, dangerous, and always smiling... especially when Officer Jeon is the one locking the cuffs.

Every time Taehyung gets caught, it's Jungkook who drags him in.
And every time, Taehyung goes a little too willingly-
Because being captured by Jeon Jungkook?
That's the only part of the game he never tries to escape from.
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As the sirens had barely begun to fade, Taehyung launched himself from the second-story ledge without hesitation-his coat flaring like wings. He landed with perfect timing on the back of a black rider bike, the startled driver barely letting out a curse before Taehyung slammed his heel down and took control.

The engine roared to life as the tires screeched, the bike slicing through the narrow alleyways of the city like a bullet in a maze. Behind him, police cars swerved, sirens howling like wolves in heat.

Taehyung didn't flinch. He leaned into the ride, hair whipping with the wind, one hand gripping the throttle and the other lazily rising into the air. A smirk curled on his lips as he glanced back-eyes wild, alive.

"Fuck you all!" he shouted, flashing a middle finger toward the chase with a wink, the city lights painting his escape in chaos and thrill.
Taehyung let out a wild, reckless laugh as the wind tore past him, the roar of the engine screaming louder than the sirens fading behind. He leaned into a sharp turn, letting the side of the bike kiss the pavement with a dangerous spark before swerving just in time-barely missing the steel edge of the bridge.

"Too close," he chuckled to himself, adrenaline pulsing in his veins.

But just as he straightened the bike, speeding across the narrow bridge, his laughter died in his throat.

"What the-"

His eyes widened, heart lurching as a lone figure skidded his own police bike directly in front of him, tires burning against concrete, coming to a dead stop right in the middle of the bridge.

The officer stood tall, unwavering. Dark uniform. Sharp eyes.

Taehyung's curse slipped out in a breathless whisper.

"Shit... Jeon Jungkook."

Jungkook pulled off his helmet in one smooth motion, dark hair tousled by the wind, eyes burning with authority. His jaw was tight, unreadable as the sound of screeching tires filled the air-Taehyung's black rave bike skidding sideways, sparks flying as it slammed to the ground.

The bike crashed just feet away, and Taehyung rolled, landing right at Jungkook's boots.

Without a flinch, Jungkook stepped forward, towering above him, gun drawn and steady, voice cold and clear.

"Kim Taehyung, you are under arrest."

Taehyung looked up, grinning lazily through the dirt and adrenaline, his lip slightly bloodied, eyes glinting with mischief.

"Oh?" he purred, tilting his head. "Why-because I made you bring your foot down, or because you finally want me there?"

Jungkook let out a slow, exasperated sigh, his jaw tightening as he rolled his eyes - not in annoyance, but in that all-too-familiar way he always did when Taehyung started pushing buttons.