<HORNS>|| BTS x Jungkook ~Mafia AU~

Dynamics of war

"I won't ask you again, where the fuck is my money?"

The man stammered, blood drenching the front of his white shirt but how could he reply with a split jaw?

He gurgled and splattered on his own blood as he made guttural sounds before the mint haired, pale young man shook his fringe forward and clobbered his face with the slash of a slathered knuckle duster, crimson dripping from the sharp edges as howls of pain echoed through the basement.

"Doesn't feel good, does it?" The mint haired boy leant his mouth only inches from the battered face, "So why did you lie to my men before?"

Waiting for a response which would obviously not follow, he smirked before prodding the near limp body hanging from a rope, upside down creating a dark pool of blood at his feet.

Just before the pale boy could deliver the final lethal blow, the metal door to the basement was being knocked on.

"Saved by the bell," the demonic boy sniggered coldly before stroking a loose clump of dark hair which was clotted together by thick blood.

"Come in then," he was always too tired to raise his voice, but his men had learnt to understand what he was saying.

Three American guards dressed in full black opened the door before a young boy with chestnut brown hair slid in with that same expression of unease each time he witnesses a blood bath.

"Well if it isn't my favourite Kim."

Still in his school uniform and fur jacket, Taehyung gulped discreetly and nodded once, "Master."

The sight of Taehyung obviously lightened the elder's mood as he looked up from his fringe, "Clean this up," he ordered lethargically as the guards nodded curtly and instantly proceeded to dart forward and wrench the half dead man up by his hair, the only semi dry part left of his body.

"Master? Ya, what happened to hyung?"

Taehyung shuffled on the spot awkwardly before faking a grin, "Mianhae...Suga hyung."

Suga smiled before stepping into Taehyung and although he was shorter than the younger, his mere presence was colder than ice.

"How was school?" Suga asked whilst picking at dry blood off his veiny hands before prodding at the corner of his mouth with the tip of a pink tongue.

Taehyung would forever be confused at the behaviour of the mint haired boy, but he knew that this was his boss and to defy even a remotely normal sounding question would land him in a pile of his own shit.

"You'll never guess what hyung!" Taehyung ignored the voices in his head telling him Suga was dangerous because when Taehyung had no one, when he lost his parents all those years ago, Suga was the one who practically took him in and provided him with all the life experience that his elderly grandma couldn't. Suga gave Taehyung his first job and if it wasn't for him, Taehyung would forever feel guilty that he'd never provided for his feeble grandma.

One could say that it was Suga who taught Taehyung the ways of the world.

Although his jobs got even more illegal, it was nothing the handsome boy couldn't handle. As long as it didn't involve hurting anyone, Kim Taehyung was fine with selling drugs and collecting bags of money.

Suga flickered his cat like eyes up to Taehyung's now excited face, relishing the rectangular grin which always seemed to be his weakness, "Spit it out then."

Ignoring the forever cold tones, Taehyung expressed the news with his wide eyes, "Jeon Jungkook started school! He's in my class too, ya can you believe that?"