Jungkook looks blankly at the ceiling of his new apartment, laying across the large bed that is now his. After meeting him, Master Kim introduced himself less formally to Jungkook. He told the younger boy to call him Taehyung when it was just the two of them, otherwise call him Master. Taehyung had Suga show him to his new apartment, on the floor just below Taehyung's penthouse. Jungkook now lazily wonders what will happen to his old apartment, but Taehyung had told him not to worry about it. Jungkook has been promised an explanation for what his purpose will serve, in the morning. However, now that he is alone, his mind clears from the fog of adrenaline.
He wonders if he should shower or sleep first. In the end, a third option makes itself apparent as Jungkook's stomach grumbles loudly in the lonely silence of the suite. He walks tentatively towards the small kitchen area and opens the first cabinet he comes to. Food lines the shelves inside and Jungkook grabs the first thing he sees- poptarts. Okay, not exactly the food he would have guessed to be stocked in the luxurious apartments of a mafia boss, but who is Jungkook to complain?
He munches on the manufactured pastry and looks through the rest of the cabinets, finding them similarly stocked with a variety of junk food and some food staples, such as peanut butter and Nutella. Clearly, Taehyung has a bit of a sweet tooth. Throwing the poptart wrapper into the trash can he finds by the sink, Jungkook makes his way over to the wardrobe. He finds some plain button down shirts and dress pants. He also finds plain white t-shirts, which he decides will be his pajamas for the night.
He grabs a t-shirt and heads to the door he assumes leads to the bathroom. He walks into the bathroom to find what can only be described as a spa. A walk-in shower the size of his old bedroom is against the back wall, the main shower head from directly above creating a rain-like effect and several jets line the sides the sides. There is also a steam setting and a long bench against the wall. That's to say nothing of the gigantic jacuzzi tub to the right of the shower, in front of a large window overlooking Seoul.
Jungkook decides to settle for a quick shower using the simplest setting. The sooner he gets to bed the sooner he will get answers, he reasons. The warm shower feels like heaven on his tense muscles. The dried blood of the man Suga had killed ran down his back, mixing with the water and soap, and swirling down the drain at his feet. When he opens the shower door steam floods the bathroom. Tendrils of it curl out into the cool air, beckoning Jungkook back into the calming heat, but he continues towards the towel rack, grabbing one and quickly using it to dry himself before pulling his boxers back on and yanking the clean t-shirt over his head.
Finally in bed, Jungkook's brain replays the events of the day. It still hasn't sunk in yet that he has technically just been kidnapped, by the most notorious gang of Seoul no less. Quickly, he falls into a sleep so deep he could almost be considered brain dead, the insane amount of adrenaline from the day now gone from his body and leaving his body heavy. Not even the sound of deep screams and wicked laughter from the apartment above Jungkook could wake him up...
In the morning, Jungkook is woken up by the feeling of air tickling his neck. He shrugs his shoulders and wiggles further into the blankets. As he tries to curl into a blanket burrito he hears a giggle and immediately attempts to shoot up into a sitting position, but gets tangled in the blankets wrapped around him and flops back onto the bed. By this point he is panting and gasping in air to calm his heart. He is pretty sure he just had, like, at least three heart attacks.
As he lie there in his blanket-y prison, a face swings into Jungkook's field of vision. Taehyung grins down at him, a boxy smile splitting his face and his hair falling into his eyes, making him look boyish and innocent. As if he didn't just purposely breathe heavily into Jungkook's neck to wake him up and end his precious sleep. Suddenly remembering who he is in the presence of, Jungkook quickly untangles himself from the blankets and sits up properly to greet Taehyung.
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FanfictionJungkook just wanted a new, exciting life in Seoul. He never asked to be forced into the mafia secretly running the city. And he certainly never asked to feel the way he does about the leader.