Mafia's Property | P.JM ✓

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A/N: Okay first of all, sorry for the long wait. I already had the whole chapter written and only had to re-read it for mistakes but somehow everything disappeared, even tho I saved it, so I had to re-write everything.. that sucks. After that I got sick like hell and didn't had the energy to do anything.. that sucks. Now, hajima with the self pity.
On with the story,

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"Alright, let's see... pick a weapon."
Suga and I were in another room of the basement that was filled with any kinds of weapons but guns.
My eyes wandered around and stopped on the black throwing knife. I don't know why, but in my eyes it stood out from everything else.
"Throwing knife huh? Did you do that before? It's not easy." Suga teased.
"No I didn't, can I.. try?" I asked hesitantly.
"Sure, no one in the group really uses the throwing knife, so it might be good."
I stepped forward and took the light knife. I observed it with care.
"C'mon, let's see if you got some talent."
He left the room and I rushed behind.

We stopped outside somewhere in the forest.
"Okay, you see the tree over there? Try to hit it." I followed Suga's eyes to a huge tree that was not far away from where we stood. Obviously, I haven't done it before, but I had the feeling that this was going to be easy, so I aimed the knife with confidence.
I threw the knife with strength but sensibility and when I heard the, for me pleasant sound of the knife hitting the aimed object, I blinked a few times and then found the knife, being stabbed right in the center of the tree.

"Oh wow, good job Gigi! I guess we found your speciality." The black haired guy complimented.
Satisfied I ran up to the tree and pulled out the knife.

I did a few more throws at more harder targets but at the end, I always hit it perfectly.
I could see the surprise in Suga's eyes, which made me smirk a little.

"Okay, last one."
He pointed at a small, narrow tree that was like 12 meters away from us. The difficulty was, that because it was so small, it would be hard to hit it.
"This one's hard. Jungkook once tried the knife throwing but failed at this point."
Suga said while laughing lightly. I gotta admit, I started to like this boy.

I positioned myself and aimed the knife again. My eyes never left the tree and everything around it went a blur. It was only the tree that was of importance.
With one move, the knife flashed at the tree. I blowed out some air that I held in for too long and a few hair strands flew aside.
Clapping sounds brought me back to reality and I turned around.

"You're a natural."
"Thanks." I smiled genuinely.
"I have an idea."
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind him.

We entered an unfamiliar room, that turned out to be Jungkook's. The room was neat and modern. Jungkook laid on his kingsized bed, with his phone in front of him and headphones on.