"What the fuck was that?" You demanded.
"That, my love, was a cover up."
"So this is your job? This sick, disgusting, twisted thing is your job?" You seethed.
"... well duh," he deadpanned.
"Let me out of the car now," you spoke firmly.
"No."
He continued to drive and you got angrier the longer you were sat next to him.
"All if that was so illegal and I don't want to be apart of your activities," you lectured, "you're going to be arrested for murder."
He hit the breaks.
"First off, it's too late now, you're already involved and second off I wasn't the one who killed him!" Tae roared.
You slumped in your seat trying to cower away from Tae as he yelled. He has never made you feel uneasy or in danger until now. After a minute or two of heavy breathing and angered sighs, he started driving again.
You shot straight up in your seat.
"What did you do with the body?" You frantically asked.
"I had someone waiting in the alley to take it, disposing of the bodies isn't my specialty."
You felt a sense of relief that maybe you shouldn't have, but still, at least you didn't have to deal with the body any longer.
—
It had been hours of driving and you started getting nervous.
"Why aren't you taking me home? Where are we going Taehyung?" you questioned.
"My apartment that I go to when things get messy." He answered simply.
So this had happened before? How big of a criminal was he? You closed your eyes and tried to push the thoughts away.
——
You and Taehyung were in hiding for a few weeks before, while watching the news, you saw that the body had been found and a man was arrested.
You stared at Tae as he stared passively at the T.V.
"That's not one of your guys is it?" you tried to swallow down your sticky saliva.
"Nope," Tae cracked a smile, "that's the guy we set up. The plan worked."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Don't worry about it love," he leaned backed and sighed.
"I want to go home. Now."
"Sure thing, we're safe now... also just for future reference, you can't escape this now that you've helped."
You stared at him in horror. He forced you into this. He tricked you and now you're stuck with him and his circle of criminals. Everything about him pisses you off as you stare at him. His silver hair and the many rings on his fingers. The freckle/mole on his nose. Everything.
"Yeah. Thanks for that. Now take me home," you stormed out the door to his car.
He went to open his mouth to say something, but you were already out the door before he managed to say his thought.
——
Months had passed and there were many more times you were needed. Honestly, you weren't sure how Tae and his friends were never caught based on how often they make their job messy. For awhile, you fought Taehyung and refused to accept that this had to be your lifestyle now. You eventually got over it and did your job. You had become Tae's right hand and you surprisingly liked it. The job gave you an adrenaline rush and even though the bodies made you queasy, the clean up became a game for you.
