Runaway (KTH & JJK) **EDITING**

Chapter Nine ✔

Warning: This chapter contains themes of blood, torture and gore. You have been warned. Feel free to skip if you so wish.

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| JUNGKOOK |

After he had left the boy in his room, lying on the bed crying with his arm behind his back while most likely it being in pain, he had gone all the way down into the basement where the hostages were being kept.

If you could see Jungkook now you could tell that he was absolutely fuming, what he'd done to the boy in that room was only small for him.

He could have done some worse than that but he didn't, he was trying to keep his cool and you could say that was him keeping his cool as it wasn't as bad compared to the things he could have done.

How? Well he could have done a lot more damage to the boy, but he didn't he just took his bad arm and twisted it harshly but not enough to break it anymore then what it already was.

But with a shake of his head, he pushed open the door to the basement harshly allowing the door to bang against the wall harshly causing the people in the room to jump slightly from the loud bang.

"What's up boss? Weren't you supposed to be coming in the morning?" One of his men said once he had composed himself but you could also see the slight confusion on his face, his heart still pounding from the small scare.

"I was," he said "But I'm fucked off, so you better get out of my way," the men in the room nodded their heads, stepping aside to allow their boss to walk past them so that he could stand in front of the hostages.

Jungkook stood there, his arms crossed over his chest as he glared at the two men in their chairs "I'm going to start this off easy, my names Jungkook but I guess you already knew that."

"Of course we do," one sneered "You're the leader of the Red Rosés Mafia, how could we not know? Boss wants your head served on a golden platter," both men beginning to laugh at the statement.

"Guess we both want the same thing then, he wants mine and I want his," he shrugged "It's all just a big game of who's going to win."

"You're going to lose," the man said with a grin "Just you wait, Boss has got a lot of things up his sleeve."

"And who's to say I haven't got something up my very own sleeve, hm?" He hummed with a raised eyebrow as the male in front of him snorted.

"If you have then why did you need to go out your way and abduct us? You want information right? Well sorry, but you won't be getting any from us, right?" The man said looking over to his companion who only gave him a forced smile and a nod of his head.

"I wouldn't say abduct," Jungkook replied "I'd say more of a friendly meeting with slight torture," he shrugged "And I will get information, whether it be straightaway or not."

"I'd rather die than tell you what we have planned," he sneered which only made Jungkook grin.

"Great, this makes this whole ordeal even more fun for me," he said with a sinister grin on his face "So what would you like first? Oh wait, don't answer, you don't get a choice."

Jungkook's grin never left his lips, his arms unfolding from his chest so that he could roll up the sleeves of his shirt to make them a bit higher.

He moved his right hand to the side, his palm opening before one of his men laid a utility knife in his hand.

His fingers curled around the end, before he pushed the blade up so that he could examine it before his eyes went back to the man he was originally talking to "I'll take this one, both of you take the other somewhere else and do your very worst to him."