《Meant To Be,Finds The Way!》@38
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The sirens started beeping restlessly and the red lights flashed across the huge basements, indicating attack on the headquarter of the only mafia_Darco. Two men barged in the space where darco was having time of his life with taehyung,and turned on a huge screen plastered over one of the front walls of basement,that taehyung couldn't notice the whole time.
Soon he adjusted to the blinding light and tried to figure out what was going on. It was probably the live surveillance of what's actually going on outside,as good amount of action drama was all he could take in through the screen in front.
There he noticed... jihwan, with his loaded gun, not sparing a glimpse of mercy to whomever gets in his way. His men were no doubt fully armed and had best skills ever in knocking down a bunch of bastards in one blow. But the thing that worried him,was jungkook being no where at the sight......
He needed him the most, just to catch at least one sight of him.... may it be for a second. His body and soul aching to get embraced in the most loving and protective arms of his love..... he wanted to apologize and cry the hell out in his arms, promising to never turn his back again on him. The pain his body felt was nothing compared to what his heart was going through_hoping every figure coming into view to be his kookie and shattering into pieces again and again as it was not.
Just then a ring interrupted the thick silence and darco took the call very next moment. His eyes sparkling with evilness and a dreadful smirk playing on his lips. He gestured the two men towards a door at the back, again taehyung didn't notice the door existed until now.
There entered around ten men,masked in black and equipped with the weapons that taehyung didn't knew names of. He was far away from this dark world his whole life,and here...... in past few hours it seemed like the most precious part and memories of his life are all connected to this filthy dark world.
Few seconds passed and eight men entered the same place,masked in navy and radiating the aura enough to knock out lives from the ones getting in their way. In any other situation,taehyung must've been freaked out or even passed out the moment he witnessed theese deadly souls, but his state right now was far from normal_his soul already on the verge of breaking down in a way it may never heal again.......
Darco walked upto the army of men standing on cue to take orders any moment and a proud smirk made its way when he turned to take in the fragile and exhausted frame of boy behind him.
"Your dear uncle seem to underestimate my power, babyboy. He thinks knocking down my men to get here will clear his way, so dumb of him... tsk tsk tsk! His senses seem to get rotten during this whole time.
Well,how will he tackle the two best international underworld packs that I hired especially for him?"
Realisation hit the broken angel who was still gripped in the chains, that it really isn't possible to escape from this fvcking Mafia's dane. He was worried sick about jihwan and the thought of jungkook too joining them anytime made his inside churn up in anticipation. He was not ready to lose any of them, just the old scars were killing him with each moment... how will he be able to handle fresh wounds which are going to hurt him worst than the death.
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His senses stopped working and he felt like a lifeless piece of flesh,falling to his side with a loud thud. Tears streaming down without any second thought as his eyes closed reflexly at the burning sensation he felt through them.
His body curled up in a ball,not wanting to even imagine what's waiting for him in next few hours.
Darco and the army he called to protect himself,were enjoying the mute action thriller going on at the screen. It took merely half an hour for jihwan and his men to put down all traces of life guarding the basement where taehyung was kept hostage. Darco took a deep breath,gesturing his men to take positions. All the eyes were set on the front door,anticipating next attack to be on them.
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Taehyung was wide awake by now...a thin string of hope still keeping him alive and composed_at least from outside. He heard the sound of guns getting loaded behind him,the effect arousing goosebumps over his body and he didn't want to imagine the war of blood that is bound to happen around him soon.
2'
His heart was beating at an animalistic pace,praying to all the powers that could exist,hoping this all will be a sh*tty nightmare and soon he'll wake up all sweating in his room... hugging his tiger plushy for his dear life.
1'
This ain't a dream_ He felt the guns pointing in the direction of front door and the air getting tensed to the core around him.
'Bam'
Here comes the pretty much skilled men of seathistles ,barging in the space and taking their positions next moment. Jihwan followed his own army now pointing gun at the target he was chasing almost for years now. So this is how it turned out to be.......
Taehyung was trying to find his kookie in those men,masked fully with ocean blue piece of fabric_proudly revealing the same sign on their caps that is tattooed over his shoulder.
He was practically scanning all the eyes aligned in front of him, cause he surely can know if jubgkook is behind that mask.. but his senses weren't full awake at the moment and he failed. He had no more strength to even keep breathing,it was draining him to death.
"How can you not learn any lesson from the past, jihwan? You think I will let you take this fragile piece of beauty away from me that too alive?"the mafia snorted looking directly into the said male's eyes.
"Well, it's better to at least try than let you have the peaceful time of your life, isn't it?"
There was a moment of silence,before darco decided to interrupt it again,
"Last time you burned down the whole place,now what? You barged in the same space that of me,so I guess you've different plans this time."
Jihwan chuckled before staring deadly into the darco's rotten soul.
"I'll make sure you get the most painful death ever with a good time of grievous & unbearable torture."
The same menacing and devil laugh echoed the next moment and all other men weren't affected even a bit, in contrast to taehyung_whose heart was sinking deep into pits as the impact.
"I pity you my friend!"
Note the sarcasm^
Darco gestured his men for the show time he has been waiting for. The clicking sounds and ruffling sounds were heard for merely five seconds before the silence crepted through the air once again.
Jihwan and his men stood unfazed, no emotion could be read over his face. Darco turned around and gestured once more furiously at his army_but never in his dreams he expected the sight to turn out this way.
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Three of the armed men with black masks were lying lifeless on the floor,other seven being kept at the gunpoint_one shot away from the ride to hell. He took account of the seven men in navy masks holding them hostage and the one pointing gun towards him.
'What.the.actual.fvck.'was all he could think of realising the situation he was trapped in.
"Well,well,well......Looks like the one and only ruthless mafia is having a dready nightmare of his life! Let me give you an advice,my friend! Instead of pitying me, you should think of ways to repent your sins during last few hours of your fvckable life."
"What the hell you think you all are doing? Put the guns off of me and take these bastards down,right now!"darco yelled at the top of his lungs but the men he believed to be on his side, started laughing.
Well,
They were acting like this all was a high schooler's game and nothing of a big deal.
The male who was pointing gun at the mafia himself,turned sideways and nodded to his men. Next moment seven bullets were fired in unison,and the now dead bodies fell over to the ground joining their colleagues from minute ago.
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"We.Don't.care."the seven men declared in a deadly tone, putting their guns down on the ground and stretching their stiff bodies a little. Like... what the hell bro?
This is supposed to be a bloody fight between two rivals trying to get revenge since years. And here these men are acting like stupid dorks, thinking it's the rehearsal set of some action thriller going on.
The male pointing gun at the target of this night, lowered his aim slowly.....Now taking off his mask with his other free hand.
Holy sh**t_
"JEON JUNGKOOK?"
Darco stumbled on his own steps,not believing what his eyes perceived seconds before. The man leading one of the most feared pack of gangsters in South Korea_was none other than Jeon Jungkook!
Other men standing behind him too started to take their mask off,gasping for air afterwards and wiping off the non-existent sweat from their faces. Someone give them award for best actors please!
'You gotta be kidding me,right?'darco thought but couldn't voice out his thought at the moment cause he was too shocked to think straight.
"Was this the real reason why you never handed over your place in Seathistles to your son through all this time?"said mafia finally dared to ask after good seconds of aftereffect he went through due to the surprise event.
"Bingo!"jihwan said with amusement as he looked upto his son standing with all his glory _but eyes now landing up on his angel who was definitely in utter surprise with the same outburst that just happened.
Like... really? Jungkook and leader of an international pack?
Jungkoook now went closer to taehyung, who was lying there in extremely fragile state_looking with eyes showing a gush of emotions in them. Without uttering a single word, he knelt down in front of younger, freeing him from the chains that held him all the time.
Next moment he was taken aback when taehyung hugged the life out of him. They embraced each other with the same intensity as their bodies were aching for other's touch.
Fresh tears clouded youngers vision and soon he felt hotness streaming down his tear-stained cheeks.
"I'm sorry"
Both the males whispered the same words to each other at same time,and taehyung couldn't hold back anymore as he buried his face deep in elder's welcoming chest and broke into aching sobs. He was already drained a lot but couldn't care more as all he needed ever in his life was right there..... embracing him and his pains exactly the way he wanted.
Jihwan looked at his sons with a heart weighing down by guilt and grief for some reason. He then averted his cold gaze towards darco,
"So let me give you a TMI about my life today_consider this as my farewell present to you before I could hand over your life to my sons. After all they will be the ones deciding what to do with your useless trash of a life.
Taking over my place as a CEO of Jeons' business world gave him enough spotlight. I couldn't burden him with this responsibility as well,so I decided to keep my place as leader_waiting for the right time. As expected my son achieved a lot right from the start and I couldn't be more proud of him.
But I knew he needs to know about the underworld and the dark business I'm controlling undercover. So I trained him to be the best fighter and assassin_qualities more than enough to lead an independent gang.
These seven boys were earlier going to be a part of seathistles,but knowing their abilities and flawless skills_I decided to gang them up with jungkook. That's how a pack of gangsters with incredible talents was born, though their identities weren't revealed to the world.
Now as you know how my child learned and ruled both the businesses,
I wish you to rest in peace,you fvcking monster."
As jihwan was spilling some facts for the mafia, jungkook tried his best to comfort his tae. It took great efforts to stop him from crying anymore. Taehyung was still sniffling, soaking elders shirt all the way down but none of them cared. Jungkook pulled him away from the hug, caressing his cheeks with the pad of his thumb_the action strangely calming the younger down to great extent.
"Tae,look at me"jungkook whispered enough to have him heard. Younger looked up, staring into the same dark orbs that never fail to attract him and challenge to explore the whole new world inside them_that exists just for his tae.
"It'll be fine soon. Just close your eyes and focus on jimin's voice through this,"he pulled out a pair of earphones and plugged him gently in youngers ears. He played the playlist of jimin's songs,knowing very well it is the best way to keep his baby calm and composed for a bit more time. He needed to sort out the things left.
Taehyung nodded,closing his eyes to let the most addicting and sweet voice of his soulmate get soaked in his mind. He felt a pair of lips pecking his forehead with so much care and love, before the same spot was left cold once again.
Jungkook now headed towards the mafia, taking his gun and loading it once again.
"Hey boss! Look here, it's just too much of action,ok? Let us rest for a while. Anyways we got this pig who has no way to run through,"jaebeom declared non chalantly as he sat down on the floor,others following him soon.
"Does this look like a fvcking game to you all? Get your asses-"
"Yaaaahhh!"bambam yelled pointing his index finger towards the so called ruthless head of Mafia_that he was not looking like at all right now.
"Don't you dare mention my ass with that stinky tongue of yours, I'll beat the sh*t out of you!"
""rest of members stated in unison,sighing afterwards.
"Hey guys, I forgot to tell you something," youngjae told,sitting with his legs crossed on the cold floor_facing rest of the members.
"You see this bastard I just shot a while ago?"he said pointing towards one of the lifeless body lying there,with a black mask on.
"My mom used to buy meat from his father's shop."
"Ohh! That's why you were peeking so curiously at him and even pulled his mask down. He thought you were flirting with him though"mark said and others laughed like a high schooler enjoying some silly dad jokes.
"Whats wrong if I was flirting with him,huh? I mean he was wanting me to flirt with him,ok?"
"Oh come on, you'd be the last person on this earth anyone would want to flirt with,"jackson declared acting cool and others were busy making fun of the poor boy.
"Wait,are these my pants?"
"Oh fvck!You noticed."
"Damn it jinyoungah! Stop wearing my clothes for God's sake!"
"Hey,don't shout please. Your voice sucks!"
"Guys,let's clear this up real quick. I've my appointment at the parlour in an hour."
"Oh please,stop wasting your money on parlours. You look the same idiot pig next morning,why can't you get this?"
"How about you stop getting naked in front of every hot girl you see? Girls are literally getting fed up of your charmless abs bro,why can't you get this?"
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