Him & I (Jjk°Kth)

Chapter 2

(3 years later. Taehyung is 15 and Jungkook is 13)

The two boys looked ahead, posture straight and hands tightly entwined, as they waited for their boss to choose them as tributes, out of all the other boys standing in the line.

"Kim, you go east and Jeon, you go west." Their boss ordered making the boys happy yet sad. Elated, cause they were chosen but sad cause they weren't chosen for the same clan. They tightened their grip on their entwined hands.

"Are ya both loverboys? Remove ya fucking hands and stand away from each other. Ya ain't getting selected for no duet." Their boss spat.

"If we go, we go together. Send us both to the same clan or don't." Taehyung spoke.

"Stop behaving like married couples. It doesn't work this way you fuckers." Their boss growled out.

"Send us at the price of one. Isn't that fair enough?" Jungkook offered.

Their boss thought about this for a while before nodding his head.

"Nah I don't take loss in business. I'mma send you both to the southern clan." The man said making both for their eyes go wide in surprise and happiness. The gang in the south had the strongest Mafia clan. If they did good, then they can make it big. 

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(7 years later. Taehyung is 22. Jungkook is 20)

"We've exterminated the Gyeonjusi clan Daddy. Those fuckers weren't paying proper taxes. Now they've learnt the lesson, not to mess with us." Taehyung spoke as soon as he entered the mansion. The house maids came rushing towards him in order to take away his bloodied clothes that he was currently taking out and brought a tray in which he discarded his crimson painted gloves.

His boss/adoptive father had a strict "no sin" inside the house rule and that included not entering the mansion in dirty clothes. The dirt being the blood of their victims.

"You never disappoint son. I don't see Jungkook. Did you guys finally decided to take care of business alone?" His father asked.

"We've just exterminated a gang. Some of their allies might try to strike back if they're fullish enough. Jungkook is out giving the security special instructions. And we never work alone Daddy." Taehyung answered as he started dressing in fresh clothes that he would be taking out soon after he takes a bath.

"Fuck I think I bruised my wrists." Jungkook cussed under his breath as he came and stood beside Taehyung and started undressing as well.

"Show me." Taehyung muttered with scrunched up brows as he examined Jungkook's knuckles that were now devoid of any bloody gloves.

"It's swollen. Did you puch a wall or something?" Taehyung asked.

"Was gonna punch a fucker. He dodged last minute." Jungkook spat in annoyance.

"You could've fractured it. I'll ask the doctor to come." Their father intervened as he was attentively listening to their conversation.

"Do that." Taehyung nodded, disregarding any objection Jungkook would make.

"You guys freshen up and meet me at the dinner table. I have something important to discuss." Jungkook nodded his head and together they headed towards their "shared" bedroom.

Shared, 'cause none of them could afford the possibility of not being beside each other if someone was to attack them in their sleep. Apart from their shared bedroom they had their own personal rooms for their personal "needs" but they never slept there. They never trusted anyone apart from each other. Definitely not the prostitutes they pay to fuck.

If some money was enough for them to spread their legs then some more of it would definitely be enough to turn them into backstabbing bitches.

"Are you hurt somewhere too?" Jungkook directed the question to Taehyung as soon as they entered their bedroom.

"I don't think so." Taehyung answered as he sprawled out on the bed.

"Let me see." The younger demanded. He was asking Taehyung to strip off his clothes and strangely enough, it wasn't strange for the latter. A groan left his lips as he started undressing. Quickly taking off his sweatshirt and then his joggers.

"I thought we had stopped doing this?" Taehyung complained, rolling his eyes.

"You think I don't notice the way you were scanning my body as well?" Jungkook argued back as he roamed his eyes over Taehyung's body. Quickly turning him back so he could inspect his back for any possible injuries.

"Now that I'm naked anyway. I'll shower first." Taehyung announced, getting up from bed and heading towards the bathroom. A hand stopped his actions as he was soon engulfed in a tight hug making sigh again.

"Not that again Jungkook." Taehyung groaned as he knew what was coming next.

"I'm sorry. I had promised I would keep you safe. That I would do everything alone. But look at us now. I've got you entangled in this mess. But I have power now. I'm no longer helpless. I can do this alone Taehyung. I'll take care of everything. I'll take care of you." Jungkook whispered into Taehyung's ears as he had his face buried in the crook of his neck.

"I'm tired of this Jungkook. Everytime we come back from a purge you get all sappy. We were kids when you made that promise. I don't want you to keep that promise anymore. You're always there by my side to protect me. I know you always will. And I'm fine with the life I have right now. Please stop blaming yourself. And even though you don't call me Hyung, doesn't change the fact that I'm older than you. I should be the one protecting you, not the other way around." With that, Taehyung detached himself from Jungkook's body and walked over to the bed side table, taking out a cigarette from the top drawer.

"Today's purge was good. Not many casualties from our end and we were able to make up for our loss by raiding the place. We should be celebrating." Taehyung took a long puff from the cancer stick before exhaling the smoke out.

"I'm sure Daddy already has something planned. It's not everyday he calls us down for dinner." Jungkook walked towards Taehyung and instead of lighting up another cigarette, he simply tilted his head forward, so Taehyung turned the stick in his direction so that he could take a puff as well.

"Get your own." Taehyung grumbled as the cigarette once again made contact with his pouty lips.

"You were going to take a bath first." Jungkook simply reminded him as he repeated his actions from before.

"Uhh Right." Taehyung handed the cigarette to Jungkook and walked inside the bathroom to take a shower and wash off all the dried up blood on his body.

Jungkook on the other hand sprawled out on the bed and silently finished his cigarette, waiting for Taehyung to come out.

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I can't think of a good title for the book. Suggest me something please.

It's a new book so your opinions would be much appreciated (ʃƪ＾3＾）