Yum [Jikook] (Hold)

Prologue

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Disclaimer:

I don't owe the characters of this story, this doesn't reflect how the life of BTS is like. This book is also entirely my idea, so if there's a book that just so happens to have this same idea, it's entirely coincidental. I have full copyrights of this book, so plagiarism is not tolerated at all. This story will also contain many gruesome and harsh scenes, so please be careful while reading this book, I want everyone to be okay, so if you are unable to read at any moment, please do so.

Playlist:

Heathens- Twenty One Pilots

Bury A Friend - Billie Eilish

Outre: Tear - BTS

Fake Love - Demi Version (BTS)

Boy Meets Evil x Lie - BTS Audio

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"I am going to kill myself."

Large tatted hands runs through sweaty raven hair in frustration, the male fighting everything inside him not to shoot someone in frustration. Every single damn second of the day he has been on watch, like the damn president with secret service agents. Shit, he can't even go to the bathroom to take a piss at night without someone accompanying him just to make sure their precious leader doesn't get shot through the head.

Three years ago, life for the Mafia leader wasn't like this; The young man was able to roam the streets without having to fucking worry about someone beating the shit out of him in a damn alleyway because everyone had respect for him. Yet also fear. Oh did they fear the young leader of the Noxious empire, especially if he had everyone wrapped around like the rings on his fingers. The citizens, a few general cops that weren't the big boys, even other gang members never dared getting in the man's way, ever. Apart from him being an intellectual business man, he was also a boy with no heart when it comes to killing. He will make sure his victims feel every ounce of guilt and pain for betraying or getting in the way of Jungkook.

However, there's a new enemy that literally blossomed from thin air and has taken every chance they can get to make Jungkook's neutral life into a complete living hell.

The worst part is that they don't know who the fuck it is. They have searched through every damn camera in the country, traced bullets of their original maker, and have had many attempts on making a plan to catch them while they targeted Jungkook; But it always ended up with him nearly fucking dying because they're always one damn step ahead!

Jungkook has tried to negotiate with this damn casper, but whenever he tried, he would always end up with a bullet in some part of his body.

After three years, Jungkook has five bullet wounds, all in which he survived surgery because of how angry and determined he was.

However is after him doesn't care about money or power, they just want him fucking dead.

And Jungkook is on his last string.

"Don't say that sir," His right hand man, Min Yoongi says coolly, "Who's going to provide to me my daily salary if you're dead?"

"It's not funny!" Jungkook snarls angrily, punching the table with dark eyes, "I am going so fucking insane Yoongi."

The smaller male sighs heavily, feeling slightly unease seeing his boss this angry, so he leans against the table, "Well, what are you going to do about it?"

Jungkook gnaws on his bottom lip for a while before pushing himself off the chair and moving across his large office. He yanks open a cabinet, running his fingers through the endless rows of folders before finally finding the one he found usual. For a moment he hesitated to show Yoongi. He is away how the other is about doing things that are morally right, in relations to their heartless activities obviously, but this..... He would burn this folder to ashes the second Jungkook shows what lies inside.

More so, Jungkook's little weapon.

So that's when Jungkook slumps back down on the chair, throwing the folder on the table with dark eyes, "No what, but who. I want him."

Yoongi raises a slow eyebrow and grabs the folder, "Don't you think it's a little risky having a little fucking session right now-"

And he stops. Jungkook could clearly see all colors draining Yoongi's face to the familiar chaotic face in the mug shot picture with the wide confusing smile. It's almost as if Yoongi could hear his heaving chuckles, malaciouslly planning his death. As if the folder itself burned his fingers, Yoongi throws it across the table, shaking his head feverishly.

"I know your mad man, but not this fucking insane!" Yoongi hisses, pointing his finger to the picture, "Do you not know who the fuck that is? Park mother fucking Jimin! That man is a blood thirsty demon! You can never make a deal with him without exchanging a damn organ of yours as deal."

Jungkook breathes heavily and holds the paper with his picture, "And he managed to escape prison five times, not once has managed to miss his targets, and the damn art he leaves behind is so breathtaking Yoongi! He's so creative-"

"Are you listening to yourself?!" Yoongi shrieks horrified, "Look, you know I will always support you in everything you do, but this..... You do not have my consent."

This angered Jungkook, oh it really did. It fired him up in aggravation as he stares at the picture of the careless blue haired male. However, maybe Yoongi is right. Jungkook is familiar with the dark tales of the evil laughs that haunts the parks and alleyways, luring victims to their own death. He has no heart, and Jungkook could risk having a traitor in his own empire.

Yoongi is only looking after his safety. Of course he is, they've been raised for this shit by their different families that merged their empires together.

The other was more than just a right hand man to him, despite their little sexual affairs here and there.

But that's nothing serious, and they both know that.

"Fine," Jungkook huffs and slides Jimin's information in a folder and closes it, "Let's head back home. I'm tired of being in this building."

So the pair without another word walk out of the office, followed by seven other guards to much of Jungkook's annoyance. Even if he wanted to snarl his tongue at them, he knew he would be met with Yoongi's first on his mouth to shut the fuck up. So he held his tongue all the way to his lobby, where he sees many of his members bow to him as he passes by.

The respect for their leader.

However, that respect instantly drowned the second Jungkook took a step outside the double doors. All air escaped his lungs when Yoongi yanks him back by the collar of his button up shirt, away from the line of the bullet that was meant to aim right to his chest. His men instantly got into action, creating a barricade around their leader and shot to wherever the bullets were coming from.

Suddenly a strained groan escapes Jungkook's lips from the pain on his left thigh, feeling the familiar sensation of a bullet skidding his skin through his pants.

For fucks sakes!

Yoongi kicks the double doors closed, breathing heavily as the shoots continue to echo outside and turns to his leader, who only glares back at him in return.

"They know my headquarters, I'm not safe.... Anywhere."

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A/N:

PROLOGUE OF YUM!!!!! What do you guys think???

Ahhh this is going to be so exciting to write! I hope you guys like it! Don't worry, it will be official soon without the coming soon hehe!!

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