Gangster | Kim Taehyung

9

I didn't want to wake up.

My idiotic alarm clock's blaring sound could be felt as a piercing pain in my stomach, which made me jolt out of my sleep. The first thought flowing into my mind was last night.

Chanyeol.

The kiss.

I slapped the side of my head hoping the thought would drift away, but sadly it dwell, along with a slight throb. I sat up from my bed, glancing over to the time.

Great, 2 hours before I have to start working.

-'-'-

"When will you stop popping those xans?!", Jin yelled at the slumped over Taehyung whose eye's were swollen red and mouth was spread ear to ear in a depressed, cheeky smile. "It's 7 in the morning! Get your ass to the kitchen for breakfast!" He stomped out of the room.

Taehyung didn't move an inch as he was staring off into nowhere. 

He'd been taking drugs and drinking more than he usually did. Deep regret filled him the day you lashed out at him for keeping you captive and only worrying once another to possess you. He figured they already had you, so he gave up. 

He gave up on you but he didn't. 

His thoughts bombarded him day and night, screams occupying his subconscious for being such a failure and to go and retrieve you. Yet, he refused, knowing that retrieving you, just to keep you captive again, was wrong. 

Turning towards drugs to completely turn his consciousness into a blank slate was the only option and the right option to him.

He manipulated you. From his point of view, they were probably treating you better than he had.

He seemed to not care anymore. It was he and the drugs.

The drugs had taken him over. It would soon drive him into worse things because of him.

Bangtan was never notorious for killing, or even fighting. The most they had ever done was threatening, stealing, and forming allies. But they have no allies as of now due to Taehyung having a massive agitation on finding you, which took up their time of doing anything else.

Since he had been crazed over drugs and being slumped over in his room, Namjoon had become the leader, pro tem.

All that could be hoped for was...

everything to go back to normal.

-:-

Two hours had passed and I was already in my uniform. I had no clue what they would want me to do today as I practically did, mostly everything for them.

I sighed, getting up from my bed heading to the main room where they all resided (usually playing cards or discussing something).

I quietly cleared my throat, catching their attention as they put down their cards.

"Oh, hey y/n. What's up?", Sehun smiled.

"U-uh, s-sorry but do any of you have anything for me to do..?", I fiddled with my fingers.

Gosh, why am I still so shy even after being here for a while?

Baekhyun who looked over to Chanyeol putting his cards down and pressing his tongue against his cheek.

I stared at him with anticipation.

His eyes lit up calmly, looking over at me with the slightest smirk possible.