Sehnsucht •KookV•

dreizehn

Hewwo everyone~
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This chapter is dedicated to sumaz_xx, you're an awesome hyungie!

Hello, if you're reading this, you might know or might not know that this chapter contained smut. I wasn't very comfortable with it and after taking a months-long break from wattpad, I have finally removed it. It affected me in a very bad way and the repercussions were too much for me to handle. I hope you understand that I'm still a minor who is not comfortable with nsfw. 

Thank you. The smut shall now be removed.

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"Im Krieg und in der Liebe ist alles erlaubt"
-All is fair in love and war-

-December-

"Are you sure about this?" Seokjin asked as wrapped the clean bandages around his knuckles. He wore black gloves over it, his whole body drowning in the black clothes he had on. Taehyung nodded, his gun clutched in his hands as he gave one last glance at Seokjin, running out from his hiding place and into the club.

The club was big and bright, fluorescent lights shining down on the brightly lit floor. Sweaty bodies danced on the dance floor, the bar filled with drunk people, reeking of cheap alcohol. The far left corner had a soft red glow, Taehyung covered his face, sweeping his hair back with his hand. He walked in, tucking his gun in his belt and pulling his shirt over it.

He was wearing a blue shirt over a pair of skinny jeans, feet clad in black boots. His brown hair had grown out, the highlights gone and replaced by unbleached, healthy brown locks. He walked to the red light, steps short and calculated. He slipped into the room, keeping his footsteps light and undetected. The room was crammed, alcohol bottles scattered around and a stench in the air. Taehyung coughed, scrunching his face as he walked further in.

He steeled himself as he walked in, not wanting to relive moments he'd rather forget. A door was on the far end, light peeking from the slight crack. He pushed the door open, taking out his gun and aiming it. The male sat on a table, his face red due to the alcohol and eyes unfocused. He looked at Taehyung, eyes widening as he tried to get up. Taehyung scoffed as he removed the safety of the gun, shooting the male right between his eyebrows, the loud music from the club drowning out the sound of the gunshot.

Blood poured out of the wound, dropping on the dirty floor. Taehyung turned his head, looking for any kind of a trap door. He clicked a button on his earpiece, speaking into it. "I killed him. Get here fast, we have a time limit." He said as he opened the trap door on the floor, jumping into dark abyss. He landed on the clammy floor, standing up and quickly looking around. Cells surrounded him, a few figures laying next to the wall.

He frowned as he walked in, opening one of the cells and ignoring the putrid scent hitting his nose. He heard footsteps above him before another figure was beside him. Seokjin gagged as the smell hit him. "Let's just get this over with." He said as he took out a camera, clicking pictures of the inside of the cells.

Blood smeared the uneven floors, painting it crimson. Mass of flesh lay in the corners, rotting and decaying. A few organs littered the floor, maggots crawling in and out of them. Taehyung walked in, not being fazed by the sight at all. He opened a small cabinet attached to the table, taking out a few files. "Here's the evidence. They have been using this club for 2 years. Organ trafficking, Human trafficking and prostitution rings.... Disgusting." He said as he walked to the trap door.

"Let's go." He looked back at Seokjin, helping the older climb up before he climbed out of the hell hole. He wiped his hands on the dead male's clothes, taking out a lighter and clicking it. The small fire burned out and he smirked. "Go ahead. I'll destroy the evidence, no one in this club is clean." He said, Seokjin turning around and leaving him alone.

Taehyung lighted the fire, tossing it towards the dead body as he picked up the file. He watched the fire grow, setting the wood and held the room on fire. He chuckled as he walked out, clothes covered in grime and blood. The club burned to ashes behind him as he sat in the car. Screams and shouts for help fell on the duo's ears but they ignored it, Seokjin revving the engine and speeding off.

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Rain poured outside as Taehyung stood next to the large window, his palm flat against the glass. His eyes were trained on the falling raindrops, his face blank. Warm arms wrapped themselves around his petite male, a head resting on his shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?" Jungkook asked as he looked out where Taehyung's eyes were frozen. Taehyung shrugged, turning his face a bit to look at the older, giving him a soft smile. "Nothing. It usually doesn't rain in December." He said as he turned fully in the embrace.

He didn't tell Jungkook the whole truth, he just couldn't. Mr Kim had been pleased by the mission, giving him a harder one. The chances of returning alive were low, even close to zero. It was a planned invasion into enemy territory, out of Korea. He had less than a month to leave and finish the mission. He couldn't let the older know this.

Soft lips moved against his own, pulling him out of his thoughts. Taehyung smiled as he kissed back, his hands moving to rest on Jungkook's nape. Jungkook's hands rested on Taehyung's waist, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss, sucking on the younger's bottom lip. Taehyung pulled the older's hair a bit, making Jungkook groan as he pulled away, attacking the younger's neck with open-mouthed kisses.

Silent words of reassurance were exchanged. Hot breaths and longing touches were shared. Touches that Taehyung burned into his memory. Every word, every murmur was drilled into his memory, nothing left unheard but everything left unsaid. 

Love had blossomed between them, a desire so strong that it had consumed him whole, refusing to leave any piece out. Taehyung felt, more than heard the distant words of Seokjin but he refused to let anything slip out from his lips.

If this was the last of his love story, then be it. He wouldn't- couldn't look away from the male he had fallen in love with.

Even though he felt like this was the last time he would be able to share this intimate bond with the other, he smiled. A true smile, with no pain hidden behind. No regret in his mind. His eyes teared up but he closed them stubbornly, letting the tears seep back. He closed his eyes tightly, letting himself forget the consequences he would face tomorrow.

For one night, he let himself get lost in the euphoria that Jungkook's arms carried. For one night, he let himself dream.

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That felt so reassuring and light. I'm sorry if you wanted smut. I'm not comfortable and after months of thinking it over, I've finally put my feelings forward and done something for myself. 

Thank you for reading!

Bye~

-G.S.