Broken Conscience

We want to Kill

Seokjin's POV

I made the first move. Pulling out a knife, I shut one eye, aiming at the person whose neck was clearly visible. It would be a quick kill. I threw it, the guy dropped dead. Shouts of horror and gasps filled the room.

We all jumped from the ceiling, causing the room to become more frantic.

"Hand over your captives," Namjoon growled, glaring at the man who seemed to be the leader. There were no captives to be seen.

The leader snorted, "As if! And who the hell are you?"

"Relax Heungsoo. I hired them," spoke a voice from behind us.

"You!" Namjoon frowned, "I knew this was a trap."

"A trap? I merely wanted you to join this little gang of ours. My name is Hyonkon. Pleasure to meet you," the man said with a smirk.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, "What a stupid request."

The man named Heungsoo sighed.

"Aw... but Yoongi," a new voice spoke, "I really miss you."

I noticed Yoongi tense up, and I immediately stood beside him.

"Changhoi..." he whispered.

"You piece of shit!" Hoseok snarled as he charged at Changhoi, "I'll fucking kill you!"

I was about to stop him, but Jimin, our bondage specialist, got to him first. He whispered something to Hoseok, managing to stop him.

"How cute, you've got yourself a guard dog," Changhoi sneered.

We ignored him.

"Our answer is no. Pay up. Now," Namjoon snarled at the men.

Silence ensued. We weren't getting our money without a fight. Letting out a battle cry, we ran at our opponents.

It was a little disappointing. They couldn't fight well. Sure they had muscles, but their attack strategies were embarrassing. I scowled as I stabbed one through the eye.

Jungkook had one pinned down, the man's head was squished between our maknae's thighs and being strangled.

While I was carving some guy's face, I saw Jimin and Taehyung working together to beat the shit out of one guy, probably breaking all his bones.

Everyone fought as usual, Yoongi ripping out someone's guts (literally), whilst Hoseok kept everyone away from him by bashing their heads in. Namjoon preferred fist fighting, he was strong enough that it'd eventually kill him. I liked to watch him. Namjoon's a dork, but damn, when he fights like that....

I then noticed that Jimin had tied him down. Changhoi. The room was scattered with dead bodies and people's half-dead bodies that groaned in agony. Namjoon was holding Hyonkon by his arms. The man was spluttering empty threats and curses, but we paid him no mind. I figured we would have him tortured too. I'm excited. Usually we'd rub our victory in their faces, but Yoongi looked too angry to do anything now. Now with both tied up, Taehyung and Hoseok carried them to our van while the rest of us stole the valuables left on our victims.

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Yoongi's POV

"YAGGHH!" I smirked as Changhoi screeched in pain. He only had a leg and an arm left.

Hoseok scowled, "That'll teach you for fucking with my baby, bastard!" He spit at Changhoi, kicking him in the gut. Changhoi gasped and coughed up more blood. It was a satisfying sight.

Their leader, Hyonkon, was already dead and laid down next to Changhoi. No one really bothered to draw out his torture. We forced access to his money and accounts and such, then Namjoon killed him.

Seokjin carved some weird zigzag patterns into Changhoi's face, and I couldn't help but giggle. I've wanted this for so, so long.

Eventually, everyone started stabbing holes in him. I don't think we noticed he'd actually died until Jungkook pointed out that he wasn't screaming anymore. Still, Jimin made a few more gashes in him. What a sweet kid.

The bodies were dumped, and everyone left my torture chambers with a sense of triumph. They looked excited, I bet everyone will have a fun night.

Hoseok pulled me into his arms. He'd been cussing out the trash chute after we tossed out Changhoi's body. He was really angry.

"Yoongi," he whined as he kissed the back of my neck. He slipped my shirt off, and the blood from his hands got all over my torso. It felt nice.

"Bedroom," I smiled up at him as I was scooped into his arms and carried all the way to his room.

Once there, our clothes seemed to disappear as he pulled me on top of him on the plush mattress. Then there was lube, and before I knew it, there were two fingers up my ass and stretching me out. I arched my back and moaned, burying my face in his chest, "Hoseokie, hurry," I whimpered.

"You gonna ride me, Yoong?" He whispered and his fingers were out.

I nodded vigorously and sat up, lifting myself up. Hoseok grabbed my hips and pushed me down onto his erection. I moaned. It hurt.

"Hoseok, Hoseok, Hoseok!" I screamed as I bounced up and down on him, my tongue lolling from my mouth.

"Damn," he uttered as his fingers made bruises on my body. I cherished those bruises.

I slammed down hard, hitting my prostate, "A-Ahnn!" I moaned.

Hoseok then cupped my thighs, "Yoongi, god... Yoongi," he groaned as his hips thrust up and into me, adding to the pleasure as I continued to move up and down on him.

Hoseok felt good on my body, his voice so perfect as he moaned my name. I love him. I tried not to cry.

I cried.

"Mn, baby," Hoseok reached up and cupped my cheek with one hand, wiping the tear. The touch was too intimate, too sweet, and I found myself grinding my hips on him.

He grunted, I moaned, the rest was a blur.

"Do you want to get in the bath?" Hoseok asked me. Our stomachs were covered in semen. He must've pulled out before he came. How considerate. He knows me well.

I shook my head, "I want to sleep," I fell to his side and offered him a smile, which he returned.

Pulling the covers over me, he kissed my forehead.

I hope the maknae line doesn't stay up too late. They can get loud.

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A/N woah sorry for not updating since October !! This chapter sucks, not sure what I'm gonna do with this story honestly. Next chapters will probs be Namjin and Vminkook smut though. Hopefully that smut is better than this one yikes