My Rebel With A Halo | Taekook FF

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Getting out of the closet, they all stood behind Kae as he swiped his key card, the door instantly opening.

As the door opened, guards with guns shot their guns up as Kae, Hoseok and Taehyung began shooting their way out of the building. As they kept going past all the guards, Taehyung's grip on Jungkook did not loosen but got tighter every time someone got near them.

Hoseok had two guns with him and as they got near the door, he stood behind the three guys as Kae unlocked the door for Jungkook and Taehyung to get out first.

As they headed out, Taehyung and Jungkook kept their steady pace while the older continued shooting any guards that showed up. The big gates were slowing closing as the loud alarm went off, indicating a break out.

"Get them to move." Yoongi said through the earpiece. Hoseok and Kae made their way to the others trying to get close enough to tell them to move.

"Get out of the way!" Hoseok yelled out as he and Kae walked backwards, continuing to shoot, though there was a lot less guards since they blocked the entrance of the prison so no more guards can get out but be force to get out from the back.

Taehyung and Jungkook ran away from the entrance as they heard a timer go off. When the beat of the sound went a lot faster, Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook and protected him as the bomb on the entrance went off.

Turning around, Taehyung smirked as he saw a hole on the wall. "Let's go, petal." Jungkook went ahead of Taehyung (still holding hands) as the older shot anyone who was near Kae and Hoseok, helping his gang members out.

As they went past the hole Taehyung's smirk grew seeing his friends. "Welcome back boss." Namjoon waved as he watched his leader get in the van. Hoseok and Kae ran to the van, locking the door right away. "Drive." Hoseok said as soon as the click went off on the door.

"Care to lend a hand, Jimin?" Yoongi asked as he handed him a gun. Jimin smiled, standing up to grab the gun. Jin opened the sunroof allowing Jimin and Yoongi to stick both their skinny bodies through as they continued shooting the guards who came running. There was a few in some cars but they didn't bother with trying to kill them but rather shoot the tires. As soon as Yoongi saw a helicopter, he immediately went to shoot it but it was no use since Jin took their secret path to their base where the unknown knew where it was.

"You good?" Taehyung asked, breathing hard. Jungkook nodded, pressing his head against the seat. Taehyung looked over at his other gang members, asking if they were injured. Relief passed through him as they all said they were fine.

He knew they would die for him but he never wants any of his members to die. That's why they love their leader so much. Because behind all the tattoos there was a sweetheart, not that he'd let anyone see it.

"Where are we going?" Taehyung asked as he saw Jin pass the street where they usually turn. "We can't go there right away, what if someone is following?"

Someone definitely was following...

***

Present time

"Guys." Taehyung spoke, letting all the members in his group quiet down from his stern voice. Jin had ended up taking them to the warehouse where they usually do their dealings. Some members of the gang had shown up to welcome back their leader while others continued doing their job.

"This is Jungkook, the guy who saved my life."

All the members cheered, showing love to the, what they think is, the new member of the gang.

Jungkook looked down smiling as he heard the praises. He wasn't used to it at all. Taehyung joined in on the smiling and grabbed Jungkook's hand, bringing him closer to him so he was able to hug his tiny waist.

Some of the members cheered at the cute couple while others made fake gagging noises as a joke, in which made the couple laugh. Way in the left, Taehyung saw someone running at them, soon they were both pushed and fell to the floor as the sound of a shot was heard.

"Are you guys okay?" Jimin asked, as he shielded his leader and the new guy.

"Yeah thanks, Jimin." Taehyung quickly said as he rose from the ground, Jungkook and Jimin following his lead.

"Come out here now, coward." Taehyung said as he stood front and center of his whole gang. It was dark out and the only light resource was the moon and the street lights. They all saw a man walking slowly out of a bush and closer to them. When he finally took the last step, Jungkook let out gasp as he saw his father under the light.

"Dad?" Jungkook asked, panic rising in him. "What are you doing here?"

Out of all the days that his father was absent he had to show up now. Jungkook hadn't even thought of his father the whole time he was at the prison, breaking out his lover.

"Don't call me that." Mr. Jeon spat, his eyes showing anger and disgust. Jungkook began moving closer to his dad but Taehyung grabbed his hand and pulled him back. "Gun." Taehyung whispered.

"You're no longer my son after what you did. And by the look of your eyes you probably don't even realize what you did." Mr. Jeon squinted his eyes, focusing on the disgrace he and his wife had made. "You fell in love with a killer, Jungkook!" Mr. Jeon yelled when he saw Jungkook furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

"He's also a gang leader, thief, dealer, gambler, and a-" One of the members of the group began but stopped as Mr. Jeon pointed his gun forward. All the members took out their guns and as well pointed at Mr. Jeon.

Taehyung pulled Jungkook closer and chuckled. "Mr. Jeon put the gun down. I don't think you want to start a problem."

"Oh, but I think I do. You changed him and for that I don't want him. Hell, I don't want him alive. So let's make this simple, Mr. Kim. Let me kill this disgrace and you can go and fall in love with some other guy or girl, who cares, just hand him over."

"Taehyung?" Jungkook whispered, afraid of the options on what could happen. The first option was Taehyung handing him over to die. The second was his dad dying along with some of the members he just met, so instead he made the decision himself.

With a blink of an eye, a shot had been sent off.