Dirty Duty || TAEJIN ☑️

Feelings

Seokjin

"Boss wants to see you at 2pm." Jimin said as he went inside my room. Things have changed after two months of being confined inside Taehyung's mansion. My room wasn't locked anymore. I can now roam inside the house freely.

I did not look at Jimin. "He will just inform me that I need to attend my muay thai training with Jihoon and shooting practice at his firing range. Jimin, honestly, I don't know why I need to go to his office everytime. I already know what to do. He can actually give me a schedule for the whole month and I will not complain." I said as I continue reading a book.

"I guess he will give you your own gun that's why he wants to see you." Jimin sat at the bottom of my bed.

I put the book down in surprise. "He will give me a gun? Really?"

"That's what I know. I saw Namjoon came with new sets of gun. I believe one of them is yours."

I stood up and pulled Jimin. I want to have my own so badly.

"Jin wait! 30 minutes more."

"I know but I can't wait."

I continue dragging Jimin on the way to Taehyung's office. My excitement caused me to just barged in his office without knocking.

And I regret it.

I stop dead in my tracks. Feels like my heart fell on my feet. My stomach tingling and lurching.

How dare you Kim Taehyung!

A woman straddling Taehyung on the chair behind his desk. They were kissing and the woman gyrating her hips.

"I told you not yet!" Jimin whispered as he tried pulling me out of Taehyung's office.

I don't know why I need to feel this. I turned my back, ready to go out. "Stay! Come in!" I heard Taehyung called.

I can feel Jimin looking at my frowned face. He pulled me in. Taehyung gestured to the two chairs in front of his desk.

The woman climb down from the chair and adjusts her skirt. She kisses Taehyung on the lips. "I'll wait outside." The woman said. Taehyung nods.

He nods?! Like for real?!

The woman made her way out of the room while Taehyung opened his drawer and get a black box. He placed it on the table and pushed it near me. "That's yours."

I did not get it. I looked away. I can't believe he's making out with someone. Woman or man, I just can't stomach it. Now I know, my own words slapped me hard on my face. What happened between us was just a plain casual sex. And damn it!

Damn you Tae!

"You will have a training-"

"With Jihoon at 5pm. Shooting at 4pm. I know." I cut him off. Still not looking at him. I can't believe I'm disappointed.

Seokjin, calm down! Fight your weakness. No feelings involved. Don't be an idiot.

"Can you cook dinner for tonight Jin? I have a visitor and.."

"Okay, I'll cook dinner for you and your girlfriend. Would that be all? Can I go now?" I cut him out again as I look in his eyes. My heart beating faster and I want to scream right now.

Jimin squeeze my thigh, urging me to shut the fuck up. Taehyung did not say anything more so I stood up, picked up the black box and quickly made my way out of his office. Jimin came sprinting behind me.

I saw the woman just outside of Taehyung's office. She's fixing her lipstick. I glared at her. My hand formed into a fist, ready to swing and punched her fully made up face. Perhaps Jimin knows what's going inside my head. He clings on my arm and starts pulling me away.

I watched the woman flipped her hair and went back inside Taehyung's office. Shutting the door. Whore!

"Jealous?" I heard Jimin said but I am too angry to even talk.

I can't understand my feelings right now. I am trying my best not to take Taehyung seriously as I know that he's just playing with my feelings. He only wants revenge and I know his main purpose of keeping me. And that's to use me against my father. I am nothing but a bait to him. No matter how hard he denied that bait is not in his vocabulary, I know that I am just like that. Nothing else.

But I like his cold, arrogant and bad boy image. I like him being so dominant. I like him being so commanding and tough.

I think I like him now.

*****

I think I finished a hundred round of bullets and I'm proud that the middle of the target shattered. I like how my anger motivates me.

"Nice one kitten." Taehyung said as I put down the gears on the table. I did not look at him. I turned my back away, went out of his firing range and went straight inside the mansion, and towards the basement.

Beers are on the table when I reached the basement. I'm glad that Jihoon is already there. Namjoon and Yoongi are there as well and the woman straddling Taehyung earlier.

Jimin sat down with them. I know he's worried about me as he keeps on catching my gaze.

Jihoon wraps tapes on my hands and wrist. "You want to stay later Jihoon?" I asked. Not intending for Taehyung to hear as I tried to lower my voice. I have no time to flirt right now. I just needed someone to talk to. Someone not holding a gun and fighting for Taehyung. I know that he is Taehyung's long time trainer and friend, but at least, he is not part of Taehyung's gang.

"Jin!" Jimin whispered as he kicked my shin lightly. He knew that I will be in trouble as Taehyung started to stare between me and Jihoon.

"Let's have dinner together? With Jimin." I said, smiling. Looking at anxious Jimin.

"B-but Jin.."

I held his hand. "It's okay. No need to worry. We are friends right? I got you." I winked at him as I pulled him inside the glass room.

"Give me an intense workout Jihoon." I said as I start stretching my arms.

"Aren't you afraid of Taehyung?" He asked as I started kicking on the heavy bags hanging on the ceiling.

"He has a girlfriend. That woman is his girlfriend. Who is he to control me? He has no right to do that." I said as I kick the bag hard.

"Work on your punches too Jin then kick."

I do as what I was told to do. I forgot how many punches and kicks I released. My sweats dampen my hair. My work out clothes clings to my sweat soaked body. My chest and stomach heaves. I tried to continue breathing on my nose.

I need this. That feeling of exhaustion.

"Jin.. jin! I think that's enough!" I heard Jihoon calling me. But I still continue.

All i Want right now is to release my frustrations and anger. I hugged on to the angled heavy bag as exhaustion took over.

Jihoon supports my weight by holding on my arm and his other arm on my waist. "I told you that's enough. Are you okay?"

I sucked a lungful of air. I went out of the room.

"Are you okay Jin?" Jimin asked.

"Very much okay." I said. "Thank you for that Jihoon. I need that badly."

I did not even look at the other people in the room. All i want is to get out of the basement. I thought I finally got out of being my father's puppet.

It pains me knowing that Taehyung and his group were talking about me while I work out. Maybe laughing on how stupid I am that they can manipulate me. But what can I do?. I need to endure this to survive. After seeing Hoseok the last time, after I saw what the outside looks like, I want this to end soon. Maybe when this is done, when my dirty duty is all done, I can finally get out of Taehyung's mansion and have my freedom.

Besides, my only consolation right now is that I believe I am much more stronger and determined now. I want to prove to my father and to myself that I'm not weak.

Wiping my tears, I wonder now, where is Jungkook. I need you. I want to get out of here soon.