Mafia

10

Jungkook's P.O.V

"Thanks for coming."

We sat down across from the gang and I looked the leader dead in the eyes.

In the mafia, you couldn't trust anyone. Even other "friendly" gangs.

And today was not the day.

I couldn't get Taehyung out of my head. I don't want to be the cause of his tears.

That's why I'm going to take him on a few dates today. To at least make him feel a little better.

"Jeon? Hello?", the leader waved his hands.

"What?"

"I said, we might have a lead on your father."

My eyes widened, "Really?"

"Mhm. We know he's not in town yet, but by the looks of it, he is not that far away."

"And how do you know this?"

"I have the best hackers, Jeon. You know this. We can attack later. Not now."

"I know. I'm not an idiot."

"I know, I know. I also wanted to warn you guys."

"About what?", Namjoon questioned.

"Supposedly, a rival gang is looking for you guys. So, be careful."

"Thanks.", I stood up.

"We done?", I asked and he nodded.

We all left and went outside to the car.

"I'm gonna drop you guys home, and then I'm heading out somewhere.", I told them as I sat on the drivers side.

"Where-"

"Do not question my actions."

Hoseok shut his mouth and looked out the window as Yoongi chuckled silently.

--

I knocked on the apartment and Jimin came to the door.

"Yes?"

"I want to see Taehyung."

"He's not in the mood, Jungkook."

"I just want to talk to him."

Jimin sighed and opened the door wider to let me in.

I walked in saw a full bowl of chicken noodle soup on the sofa.

"He's in his room. The door on the left."

I nodded and quietly knocked. After hearing a come in, I walked in and he looked at me surprised.

"What a-re you doing here?"

"I wanted to check on you.", I sat on the edge of the bed and watched him sit up against the headboard.

"Why?"

"Because I know you're upset. And I don't like seeing you upset."

He lightly smiled and lowered his head.

"Did you eat today?", I asked.

"No.", he mumbled and didn't look up.

I sighed and lifted his chin to look at me.

"Remember to look at me. K?"

He removed my hand finger and nodded.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're a mafia leader. You're not supposed to be nice."

"Guess you're special.", I leaned in and teased as he blushed.