The Feeling

He bashed throught he doors his raven coloured hair sticking with his sweat onto his glistening forehead, "Jungyeon you bitch!" His deep voice shouted at the blonde man who was sitting on his desk. "Where is she?" he reached into his back pocket which held a silver glock."You wouldn't dare" Jungyeon smirked as he spoke, "I die...She dies" He gave a sinful mischievous smile at Taehyung.