Operation: Ghost | ×Taegi×

Always

"What do you mean you saw Ghost?" The older man asked then took a sip of his coffee. "Look at the monitor." Taehyung trailed his hand over the mouse: the small machine that even though little, held the power to either a virus or a website. He clicked on the screen that was showing the bridge. It showed three men. One which was obviously Ghost and two other men wearing normal clothes with a satchel.

As the scene unfolded in front of them it became apparent who the two men were. "That's Park Jimin and Kim Seokjin. Con artists."

"Con artists? I just thought they were two guys with a great sense of fashion."

"Agent Kim, do you ever watch the news?"

"I do! I watch the one where there's a forecast and a lady standing in the rain."

"...That's the weather channel."

"Same thing right?" Taehyung showed his usual boxy smile while his colleagues just sighed.

"Sometimes I wonder why you wanted to join this organisation."

And then it hit him.

"Yoongi-hyungie...I don't know what to say." He wrapped his arms around the older; arms that were radiating heat and acted as a 'safe place' to Yoongi. But right now he couldn't even feel it.

"Why am I so useless, Taehyungie?" He cried into his shoulder, heartbroken, bruised and feeling beyond repair. "You're not useless hyungie! It was that mans fault. He took your eomma away. Not you." Hearing that, Yoongi cried even more. "He's so mean Taehyungie." 'Mean' being one of the cruelest words a seven year old could have in their vocabulary.

"Don't worry hyungie. I'll make sure to become a super cool secret agent and I'll catch him for you! I pinky promise." Yoongi was now slightly smiling. "Pinky promise?" He held out his pinky, having Taehyung wrap his pinky around Yoongis. "You betcha."

"Taehyungie, we'll aways be friends right?"

"Yup! Always. Best friends."

"Always..."

"What Agent Kim?" The prolonged silence was finally interrupted, taking Taehyung away from his thoughts. "Ah sorry. I became an agent because I want to help people." He shifted his gaze from the screen to his peers. "Finding him is already a big step. Now we just need to get him to come with us. Which is definitely going to be a lot harder." They chatted amongst themselves, figuring out how they could get the boy to just trust them.

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"What the hell Yoongi!" The older man pushed him up against the wall, holding a knife to his throat. "I'm sorry." Yoongi cried out in agony. "But I got you the money. That's enough right?" As his grip tightened, louder screams came from Yoongi. "No it isn't enough. I told you to kill them and what do you do like usual? You mess up. Hoseok come here." He yelled and Hoseok came straight away.

"Yes boss?" Hoseok smiled, despite seeing Yoongi trying to pry his bosses hands off. "Take Yoongi to the room. I'll come there to give him the injection in a few minutes. Maybe that way you'll do as you're told." He loosened his grip, only for Yoongi to be trapped inside Hoseok's arms, now dragging him off.

"Please! I'll do what you ask just not that. Please..." Tears were now staining his face. The injection was painful, brutal and hurt just as much as the lethal injection but instead it kept you alive.

"You screwed up Yoongi. You can slum it again for all I care. We'll call for you when you're needed but right now, you're going to have your sins forgiven."

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"I hate life." He weakly trudged over to the bench where he'd usually sleep. Although he probably wouldn't sleep tonight. He thought back to the times where his best friend and him would go to their secret place near the river to share their problems; problems that we're beyond fixing.

"Why did you leave me, Taehyungie? You promised..." If he had any more tears left, he'd be bawling his eyes out right now.

Just like a few nights ago. Nobody was there. The night sky breeze greeted him, as if to say "I'm here." But in reality, no one was. "Why would they be anyway?"

Yoongi looked around the streets until three silhouettes caught his eye. "Is that the Jimin and Jin guy? And I think that's...Jeon Jungkook?" In order to hear what they were saying he walked over to where they were standing, in an alleyway. Of course he would be caught if he got that close meaning he hid behind the wall. "He stole from us and then tried to kill you two. That's the last straw. If he's that desperate to steal from us then we'll just steal from him and for that we'll need him."

"Would he even help us though? I mean it's Bang PD we're talking about here." Jimin sighed.

"Of course he will. He loves us Jiminie! And if he says no we'll make Jin say a bunch of dad jokes."

"Yay! Did you hear about the knock knock joke guy?"

"Please don't tell me he made a new joke." They said in unison.

"He won the no-bell prize." Enthusiasm was laced through his words, only to have the two boys laugh. "That's such a corny joke."

"They're going to steal from us?" Yoongi whispered, now unsure on what to do. No one dared to attack them let alone steal from them. "What if they  hurt or even kill boss? Or Hoseok or...me? Well I deserve to die but they don't." Yoongi hated his boss to say the least but he was so brainwashed he didn't know right from wrong. All he knew was that he couldn't let them die.

"Let's go." Jin said, now walking off in Yoongi's direction. "Shit." He ran as fast as he could, not caring that he bumped into someone. That was, until that someone made him fall. "Yoongi-ah?"

"Taehyung?"

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And you all thought Bang PD was his boss didn't you?  😂😂😂 noppeeee
Apologies apologies i keep messing with yous XDDDDD