Tattoo ⚣tk

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And a pretty short chapter, sorry : (

The uneasiness set in the pit of Jeongguk's stomach. Something just seems so so wrong and he couldn't get what's wrong. In the end, he just brushes off the feeling, thinking maybe it was just fatigue getting him.

As of now, Jeongguk was on his way to the casino he owes at the far tip of Tokyo where all the rich and powerful are at. The city is still bright which is why the streets are all empty at this time of the day. Honestly, all Jeongguk wanted was to go back to bed with Taehyung in his embrace.

The car makes an abrupt stop and the driver quickly gets off the car to open the back seat door. Jeongguk elegantly steps out of the car and puffs his chest out at the suddenly breathe of fresh air.

Some of his men are already there, bowing down at the arrive of their boss. Jeongguk grabs his long coat from the driver, swinging it over his shoulder as he enters the casino.

The interior had a red and black theme, just like the playing cards--a deep red and soulless black. Despite just having these two simple colors, the design is extremely beautiful and definitely suits the taste of the upper class.

But the casino was ruined, with broken chairs thrown everywhere and even blood stain on the floor due to yesterday's little(big) accident.

"How much did they take?"

"Everything boss. They broke open the money locker and took everything."

"I said how much!" Jeongguk demands again, angering rilling up in him. Jeongguk was slowly converting back to the ruthless mafia before he met Taehyung due to the fact that he barely has time to stay with Taehyung.

"Fi-fifteen million yen, boss"

"Fucking piece of shit!" he curses, kicking on the broken chair on the floor, breaking it even more. He takes a deep breathe and calms down, turning to look at his subordinates,"who's the piece of shit that took it," he asks.

Someone quickly gives Jeongguk a picture of a man who is seen carrying a huge black bag out of the casino late at night. The picture was blurry and taken from a security camera right outside the store. It wasn't the first time that something like this happened, so Jeongguk was prepared to stalk down whoever this person is. But once Jeongguk's eyes landed on the picture, his heart was torn right into two pieces.

Taehyung's beautiful face was poorly tapped over the burglar's face and there's an arrow pointing towards the back of the photo; which Jeongguk flipped over.

Dear Jeonggukie,

He's extremely beautiful, isn't he? The delicate slope of his nose to the collarbones marked by your own signature, everything about him is beautiful, isn't he?  So so beautiful that you're scared of him being taken away from you. You're such a powerful man, but so weak for just one boy that manage to steal your heart away.

The money is yours to keep, but then I'll be taking Taehyung away. Just like when you took my sister away.

From,

Your dearest, Jung Hoseok

Jung Hoseok? To say Jeongguk was furious is an understatement. He quickly looks around to see who exactly gave him the photo but he couldn't even determine the difference between the faces anymore. All he could see was red.

"FUCK!" He screams, grabbing his neatly combed hair in frustration. How dare Hoseok do something like that to him? How dare he take Taehyung away? How dare he take the only thing that matter to him at this point away from him? What is he suppose to do?

I'll go crazy.

"JUNG HOSEOK!" Jeongugk's booming voice echoes in the huge casino. He grabs a chair and throws it across the room, in need of destroying something to keep his sanity, "YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!"

How much does it take to hurt Jeongguk? Not much.

Just getting betrayed by one of your closest friends and at the same time, the love of your life getting taken away by your closest friend.

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lmfao the word count for this chapter is 666