BTSxTaehyung OneShots

Taegi-Run

Ship: Taegi
Top: Yoongi
Taehyung meets mafia leader Yoongi while running.
This one is pretty dark, well, the backstory is.
Warning: Murder, mentions of rape, mentions of abuse, a lot of murder
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Taehyung was running. It was all he knew. He was running, he had done it his whole life.

He ran from his parents.

He ran from his boyfriend.

He ran from Daegu.

Now? Now he was running from the cops. He didn't think he did anything too bad, no.

He had just brutally murdered everyone who ever wronged him. He might have murdered a lot of people.

It wasn't his fault though! His parents abused him, his boyfriend raped him, his classmates bullied him, Daegu wronged him. He was just getting his revenge, but the cops didn't seem to get that.

Taehyung was in an alley, it was dark, yet he wasn't scared. He could hear someone faintly screaming in an alley close by, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He whistled as he made his way down, he knew where he was going. When Taehyung finally hit the end, he was met by two bulky dudes guarding a metal door.

"What'd you want, pretty boy? Lookin' to get fucked?" The one on the right asked, he had a tiny scar under one of his eyes. He looked like a really angry rabbit.

Taehyung smirked, "Not today, I have business here," The one on the left scoffed.

"Listen baby boy, you don't belong here, bounce before you get hurt" He leaned forward, trying to intimidate Taehyung.

"Ah, maybe I should introduce myself. You must have heard of me, name of Kim V" The guards eyes widened, bowing immediately.

"We are so sorry sir, you may go right in," Of course they knew the name, he was the most wanted at the moment. Maybe because of all the murders. Who knows.

"Good job boys, I was almost scared, not quite though," They opened the doors for him, the smell of sex and cigarettes invading his senses. He scrunched his nose up, uncomfortable. He wouldn't let anybody know that. It was crowded, men and women in almost every corner of the club, making out, grinding, and he even saw some people fucking. He pushed his way through the crowd, finally spotting a staircase blocked by even more guards. He sighed, it was looking like a long night.

"No access, unless you're a VIP," The guy was short, not as short as Taehyung, but he was lined with muscles, visible through his suit.

"Kim V," He was done playing around, he just wanted to go to the pathetic excuse of an apartment he calls home. The club brought back memories he burried deep in his heart. He hated working at the club in Daegu. These guards didn't seem too shocked about his appearence, they just bowed.

"Suga is expecting you, third door to your right," Muscle guy said, making room for Taehyung. He quickly made his way up, aware of the stares directed at his ass. One guy in particular kept throwing comments. He sighed in relief when he reached the second floor. There were minimal people, a private bar, and empty couches skillfully littered around the room. The few people who were in the room nodded respectfully. He ignored them, held his head high and knocked on the third door to his right.

"Come in," The voice was deep, rough, and had an edge to it. It soothed Taehyung, he didn't know why, but it did. He was thankful to have entered the room, the smells disappeared and so did the bright lights that hurt his eyes. It was dim, not dark, just.. dim. The walls were white, blank, no pictures, painting, decorations of any kind. There was one desk in the center of the room, where a man sat with his feet up.