Little Cub (TaeJinKook) ✅

Twenty Two

“Don’t fucking call me that, you Spiny dragon.”

“Okay, just to make this clear, you do know it’s a one time thing that was promised, right?"

“But making him watch, unable to touch you, feel you, while I pleasure you to the fullest will be worth it.” Jin said, bring my chin up and kissing me slowly. His tongue shoved up against mine and I let him. Jungkook watched, a pissed expression on his face.

I pulled away. “You do know that means Jungkook gets a turn, right?”

“I’m okay with that. My cub has such a beautiful kiss that I just couldn’t keep myself away.”

“My turn.” Jungkook spun me around and my lips crashed to his. I pushed him away after awhile.

“Jesus, if you guys keep doing this, then the prize is basically worth shit.”

“Touching such a lovely body is always worth something.” Jin whispered, wrapping his arms around my chest. He pulled me back and towards his room. Jungkook gave him a murderous look, but turned and walked stiffly away.

Jin picked me up and walked me towards his room. “I can walk.” I Said.

“My cub is still injured, no?”

“Whatever.” We entered his room and I was set onto the bed. I sat up and took off my shirt, discarding it before climbing underneath the covers. I was exhausted from the day and I was out almost as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I woke up with Jin’s arms wrapped around me. But that wasn’t what had woken me up. My phone was buzzing on the night stand beside me.

“What?” I Said groggily, combing the hair from my face.

“This is unexpected. I never thought that you would be a man.”

“Who are you?” I asked.

“You were number one on his contact list, so I assumed you were his girlfriend or something.”

“Are you just going to talk all day? Who are you and why are you calling me at five in the morning?”

“Your friend decided to mess around some with what wasn’t his, and I’m just calling so that you can pick him up. With some compensation of course.”

“What?” I asked flatly.

“T-Taehyung!” Yoongi stuttered out. “H-he said that I-I messed with h-him and—“

“That’s enough.” There was a pause and I heard a crack. “Come to the address I send you. Bring ten thousand with you.” The line disconnected and I looked down at the phone.

“It’s fucking five in the morning.” I muttered, standing. “Honestly, you’d think I have enough trouble already.”

“What is it my cub?” Jin asked sleepily.

“Nothing. Just go back to sleep. I have something to do.” I headed into the living room and grabbed a shirt. I pulled on a new pair of pants and then my shoes. I took out my medication and injected myself quickly, not even bothering to dispose of the needle before heading out.

My phone buzzed and I looked down. I shut the door behind me and jingled the keys I’d taken from Jimin's coat’s pocket. I hopped into his car, his new one, and drove off. I found the address to be a giant warehouse. Of course it was. Before I got out, I checked the glove compartment.

Just as I suspected, I found a gun and pulled it into the waist band of my pants. I got out and walked inside. My phone started to ring and I picked it up. “Yeah?”

“Where are you?” Jungkook said.

“I’m picking up some idiot.” I explained as I entered the warehouse. There were at least ten men in the room. Yoongi was tied to a chair and looked worse for wear.

“Where are you?”

“I’m at some warehouse downtown.”

“Why?”

“Some idiot got into trouble and I’m picking him up.”

“T-Taehyung!” Tristan said as I walked forward.

“A pretty man you are.” The same voice from the phone call earlier said. I found him lounging on a chair.

“Taehyung!” Jimin said suddenly into my ear. “Please tell me you had some coffee.”

“Didn’t have time.”

“What do you mean?! Don’t do anything—“

“It’s rude to talk on the phone when we have business to attend to. Honestly, I didn’t think you’d be this stupid to come alone.”

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“I’m the head of the gang here. This is our turf and your friend decided to try and steal one of my girls.”

“I wasn’t—“ someone punched Yoongi. I looked at him without emotion.

“I’m in the southern parts of town. Some guy with ugly sunglasses just called me a pretty man, I think he wants to do something to me. He says he’s the head of the gang here.” I explained to Jungkook. “Is that enough for you?”

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“I told you. Picking up an idiot.” I hung up and put the phone away.