The Mafia Gang | BTS

Chapter Thirty-Four ~ Catching Up

It's been four days since you left Seokjin's lab to stay with Jungkook. During those four days, your wound had been co-operating very well; so well that you had decided to go to the HeadQuarters for a checkup.

"Long time no see guys!" Hoseok greeted once the three of you entered the warehouse.
"Seokjin hyung is waiting for you in his lab." Hoseok noted you.

You nodded before making your way down the familiar halls before entering Seokjin's lab.
"(Y/N)!" Seokjin beamed as he and Ara stood up to greet you.
"How are you feeling?"
"Much better." You smiled.
"Amazing! Let's have a look at your wounds."

Seokjin had you lie down on the bed before lifting up your shirt to expose your stomach.
"Seems to me that your stitches have healed 100%!" Seokjin exclaimed.
"Do you feel any pain when you move?" He asked.
"No." You shook your head.
"How about if I do this?" Seokjin pressed his index finger on your wound, but you shook your head again.
"How about now?" He applied more pressure.
"Nothing." You shrugged.
"Wow! Are you immortal? You healed very quickly." Ara joked.
"I had a feeling that she would." Seokjin said.

"With that being said, you no longer need the bandage, nor do you need to be careful anymore." Seokjin concluded.
"What a relief." You sighed.

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While you were with Seokjin and Ara, Jungkook and Taehyung made their way to the gang.

"Hey hyungs!" They waved.
"Woah! Had Jungkook and Taehyung finally crawl out of their caves?" Namjoon teased.
"Good to see you too, hyung." Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"So what's the update?" Jungkook asked sitting next to Yoongi.
"Nothing specific yet, we've been collecting information so far." The older boy explained.
"From where?"
"The kid that Taehyung almost beat to death."
Jungkook made an 'O' shape with his mouth while nodding.
"But unfortunately he's not spilling enough information to us." Yoongi sighed, leaning back in his seat.
"Why is that?"
"He wishes to speak with (Y/N) first."
"What difference does that make? He's the one who said that he would help us." Jungkook argued.
"How the hell should I know? That's why we just locked him up downstairs."

While everyone was engaging in conversations, Taehyung took a couple of strides towards Jimin who was sitting by himself.
"Hey, Jimin." Taehyung greeted.
"Hey, Tae." Jimin smiled before moving over to give his friend a place to sit.
"How've you been?" Taehyung asked.
"Fine." The boy shrugged.
"Don't give me that bullshit, Jimin. I've known you long enough to be able to tell when you're lying."
"What do you want me to say? I'm devastated because my girlfriend won't look at me in the eyes anymore? I'm drowning in my own guilt because of my disgusting mistake?"

Taehyung was slightly taken back by how much pain his best friend has been going through this past week, so he softened up a little.

"I want you to tell me about how you feel, and how you're going to make up for your wrongdoing." Taehyung took in a deep breath before proceeding to talk.
"I hate to see you in distress, Jimin. You're my absolute best friend—no, fuck that! You're my brother. I care about you more than anything, but I want to see that you're trying to find your way out of this mess because that's the only way for you to learn from it."

Jimin never would've thought that Taehyung would feel this way about him. He felt relieved and motivated from Taehyung's honest words.

"I actually am trying to make up for my mistake." A tiny smirk began to spread on Jimin's face.
"Has Jungkook been getting mail everyday recently?" Jimin asked.

That was when Taehyung finally caught on.
"Those letters...were they from you?" Taehyung gasped quietly.
"No, Tae, they were from Santa."
"Shut up. I was just clarifying." Taehyung shoved the shorter boy teasingly.
"Of course you were."