His Killer | KOOKV ✔

Twenty Three

Location: Classified
Time: 9:22 am

He was so close to finding out what Jungkook's lips taste like, when the door bursts open, revealing a panting pale man.

"Jungkook! Are you... okay?" the man's eyes widened, looking at Jungkook and Taehyung in that awkward position.

The doctor quickly pulled away, hand subconsciously pressing on Jungkook's shoulder wound, making him scream.

"Ow!"

Taehyung gasped, removing his hand. "Oh God, sorry." He muttered, face flush. He discreetly gazed at the man who's now walking towards them.

"Damn. Glad you're still alive, Kook." the man said, placing a paper bag on the table.

"That won't kill me, hyung." Jungkook grinned in return.

"I know. Just want to check whether I'll be burrying you or not, you know, just in case." Yoongi grinned while Jungkook just rolled his eyes.

Yoongi turned to look at Taehyung, who scooted away from the two. "Now I know why Jungkook couldn't kill you." He smirked.

Taehyung blinked at this, not understanding what the man meant.

"Shut up." Jungkook uttered, jokingly kicking Yoongi with his uninjured leg.

But the latter just moved away a little. "Saw your pictures and thought you're a beauty. But seeing you in person, you're even prettier than in pictures." He held his hand out. "Yoongi. Jungkook's partner." He introduced, which Taehyung hesitantly took.

"Thanks for saving my friend." Yoongi said in a sincere voice.

Jungkook rolled his eyes at this. "Cut the crap, hyung. It doesn't suit you." He joked, making the older grin. He slowly took the seat on Jungkook's right side, eyeing the bandages in his body.

"Man, I thought that fucker killed you." Yoongi muttered, pressing down the bandage on his leg.

"Ow! Fuck. Stop." Jungkook gritted his teeth in pain, but Yoongi just laughed.

"By the way, I already hid your car in my place, checked whether there's a tracking device but found none." Yoongi mentioned, voice turning serious. "I also deleted the recordings, made sure you're not filmed. Took care of the police, by now they must have gotten the fucker who shoot you." Yoongi smirked, feeling accomplished.

Jungkook smiled at this. "You sure act fast." He complimented, making Yoongi smirk even more.

"You know me. I always do my job right, unlike you." He grinned when Jungkook scowled at him.

"Whatever. Just fucking go." Jungkook grunted.

"So you can go back to kissing this beautiful doctor?" Yoongi teased, before standing.

Taehyung choked on his words. "We're not---!"

"Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. I'll be going now. Go ahead and eat each other's faces." Yoongi smirked, waving his hand before going out of the house like a whirlwind.

Taehyung coughed at this, feeling his blood run to his head. He shifted on his seat, eyes fixated on the floor.

There's an awkward silence that befell on the two as soon as the door closes.

Taehyung abruptly stood, checking on the paper bag that Yoongi brought.

"What are these?" He asked, trying to lighten up the growing tension in the room. He saw painkillers, antibiotics and other medicines in the bag.