Letting the Past In [43°]

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"I'm sure you know why I've summoned you all here."

Taehyung announces vaguely, crossing his leg over the other as his calloused hands fold together in his lap. He wore a dark velvet vest over a tucked in white dress shirt, black fitted pants, and custom tailored shoes; and now he adorns a pale in color bandage over his left eye, a wound made from a decision Taehyung has yet to regret as he sits dominantly at the head of the dinning table.

The rest of the members; Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin and Jeongguk sitting accordingly around him, dressed in fine fabrics and tailored clothing every time Taehyung calls for a meeting. All four young men look between each other before directing their stern gazes onto their boss.

His gaze is heavy, weighing the atmosphere down the longer he stares ahead with utter silence.

Taehyung places a cigarette in his mouth, a servant that stands behind him stepping forward to quickly light the stick alive and placing an ash tray onto the table before leaving without a commotion in her wake. He takes the cigarette out of his mouth, letting the smoke seep through his teeth and into the air out of his parted lips, forming a cloud above him. He glances around shortly, tapping the cig on the ash trash.

"We're going to get y/n back from Blue Rose."

His words has everyone flabbergasted. Hoseok immediately looks toward Jeongguk, knowing that bringing up the Mafias name has left him with PTSD. Jeongguk tries his best to hold everything in, clutching onto the fabric of his pants and swallowing hard.

Namjoon thinks his boss is out of– "Are you out of your damn mind?" The purple haired male snaps his head in the direction of a seething Park Jimin, the shorter male glaring at Taehyung who doesn't even bother to give him the satisfaction of looking back at him like a regular human being. "You're risking the chance of us getting killed because of some bitch that isn't worth it?" Jimin yells, slamming his hand on the table as he shoots up out of his chair in aggravation.

There's that word again.

Jimin doesn't know why he's going against his boss's commands, thinking to himself that he's being ludicrous, but there's no going back now. Maybe it was because of what Taehyung did to Yoongi and what he had made him do to Yoongi that added fuel to the fire, and this, this topped it off.

"Can't you realize she's fucking you over?" Taehyung lolls his head backward. With a sigh, he swiftly leans forward to stub the short lived cigarette into the ash tray, glancing down at the table and calmly telling Jimin to place his hand onto the wooden table as he rubs his chin.

Jimin looks at him confused, reluctantly doing as he asked. Taehyung picks up a fork from off the table and stabs it into his hand, a small trick he learned from his lover. Jimin's breath gets caught in his throat, his eyes bulging out, stunned.

Hoseok and Namjoon gasp in unison, their eyes wide as they stare at the fork sticking out of the youngers hand. Jimin's body begins to shake, his other hand unsure of what to do as his knees bend, feeling the pain, but not wanting to show his defeat in front of his boss. Jeongguk turns his head, peering at the fork, blinking and looking away. His mind is too muddled, 'Blue Rose' triggering and flooding in forgotten memories of his past.

Taehyung notices everything, and he notices the restraints coming from the youngest in the room. Despite having one good eye now, it seems as if his senses have heightened. "Gguk," The ravenet looks toward him, a plea in his somber eyes. Taehyung knows what can happen if he speaks out the code name given to Jeongguk, yet he needs to use the other. He'd have to mold and shape him back to normal once this was all over.

Before Taehyung could continue, Hoseok makes an effort to reason with his boss. "Sir," Taehyung keeps his stern gaze in front of him, Hoseok staring at the other. "Think about what you're doing. Park's right, we can't do this to Jeon." He hopes he's gotten some sense into his boss, worried bitten on his bottom lip. Namjoon looks between the two then toward Jeongguk, wondering what the younger is thinking throughout all of this. If Hoseok can't find a way to make Taehyung stop this foreseen calamity, then the ravenet could possibly return back to his nightmarish past.

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