Karma shifts in his seat on the bar stool as he waits by the counter, glancing at his watch in a ticking aggravation as the time continues to pass by, and these two fuck buddies haven't made a single appearance yet. He's tired of rejecting so many strippers or hookers who's trying to get a good money out of him, and he's seconds away from actually ripping every strand of hair from his skull because of the obnoxious music.

If Jungkook doesn't come out in five minutes, Karma already prepared himself to go in and force him out instead.

He doesn't give a shit, it's been 15 minutes and they still haven't came out!

It shouldn't take that long! Fuck!

The time continues to tick by, and Karma has officially turned to get off his seat, but the door suddenly flies open, and Karma almost instantly gets to his feet. Jungkook comes out first, surprisingly not as a mess as he expected; his lips are swollen however and his hair is a bit messy, but other than that he looks really casual. As for Jewels, she doesn't look any different either.

What type of fucking did they do?

Jungkook reaches Karma with a cocky smirk, "Good news, her favorite drink is the Piña Collada, you're paying, and she gave me a location."

Karma perks an eyebrow underneath his mask in surprise, "Wait she told you? Why? I thought she would be harder to pry?"

"I'm an agent, what do you expect? I'm good at a little conversing and heart to heart conversations" The ravenette snorts as he follows Jewels gaze with a flirty glint in his eyes, "So now that we got that out of the way, we should go and plan out how to catch our lamb."

Karma grimaces as he takes out his money from his pocket and slams it on the counter, "This place is giving me a damn headache, let's go."

Jewels takes the money with a smirk for her drink as she looks the Jungkook. The ravenette grins as he leans over the counter, pressing his lips against hers roughly. Karma fought back his disgusted scowl as the two make out aggressively before Jungkook finally pulls away, sending the bartender a wink before walking with Karma to the stairs.

"Ah tonight has been a successful night, don't you think?" Jungkook teases, clearly sensing the angry aura from Karma's whole body as they walk up the stairs, "We should definitely celebrate."

"Go fucking drown in a river for all I care," Karma snaps as they take a turn to go up the other pair of steps, making Jungkook bite back a laugh and suddenly grab Karma by the hand, yanking him towards his body.

"Aw don't be upset baby, you're still my favorite boy," Jungkook purrs against his ear while trailing his hands to his hips, "If you want, I could give you some attention too, hm?"

Out of nowhere Karma swings the handle of the knife that Jungkook gave him against the younger's face, sending his face flying to the side to the sudden brutal force against his temple.

Oh this sly bastard.

"Know your damn place!" Karma venomously spats while going back up the stairs, "I'm not one to mess with."

Fucking clearly.

OW!

Jungkook rubs his temple with his own scowl, following after Karma as they reach the bouncer by the door to retrieve their weapons. However, something in Jungkook didn't feel settled, moving his eyes around to the sensation that he's being watched slowly overcoming his instincts.

Something doesn't seem.... Right...

The bouncer comes back from the room with the same briefcase, opening it to reveal that it's empty.

Oh no....

Karma narrows his eyes, "Where's our-"

Jungkook suddenly yanks the front door open and pushes Karma out the second he noticed two more bodies hidden in the shadows, ready to attack him. The agent turns around right when one of them was about to swing at him with a pipe, but Jungkook ducks and punches his abdomen, doubling him over to the pain.

Ambush, of course.

Jungkook should've suspected that the bouncer would be working for Yoongi.

Everyone does.

Without thinking twice, Jungkook goes outside to see Karma stabbing the bouncer with the knife aggressively against his neck. The second he sees Jungkook, he rushes towards him but suddenly scrambles back when Jungkook is suddenly tackled down to the ground by the two other men.

The ravenette instantly looks up, "Karma go! Get out of here!"

Who the fuck does he think Karma is?

No one messes with what's fucking Karma's property!

Angrily Karma swirls the bloody knife between his fingers and jumps on one of the goon's back, grabbing a fist full of his died blue hair and yanks it back, slicing his neck and stabbing it fiercely before shoving him off.

And a quivering smile slowly twitches his lips beneath the mask.

Adrenaline.

S-So much adrenaline.

Kill.... Karma needs to kill more.

For the other goon, Karma stabs the knife to his neck, hearing the man scream in utter pain as he drags the knife down his spine and to his tail bone, giggling madly as he places his hands on his head and snaps it completely.

Blood, so much blood.

I-It's... Making him feel weird.

Shit - Dizzy?

Fuck, not now.

He's having.... So.... Much.... Fun?

"What the fuck Karma!" Jungkook shouts, snapping Karma out of his craze daze, "I told you to run! Not murder three people!"

The mint green haired man gaps his lips behind the mask with arms up, "I fucking saved your life, again, and you're mad! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!"

Does he actually want to fucking die?!

"I'm an agent! What do you- KARMA WATCH OUT!"

But it was too late. A pipe suddenly banged against Karma's head, just as his body tensed up with his vision switching to darkness immediately sending him to the ground with a painful groan and blurred eyes - the sudden impact sending him in farther deep into darkness.

Jungkook instantly tries to go to him, but hands instantly latch onto his body, yanking him away as the masked weakly tries to get to his feet while looking around with wide eyes with a whimper to the pain on his head before his eyes settled to Jungkook.

"KARMA! DON'T YOU DARE GET UP! FUCK! LET ME GO YOU BASTARDS!" Jungkook screeches as he's dragged out of the alleyway by at least five men before they throw his body into a black van.

It didn't take long before he's suddenly tied up with duct tape to his lips, concealing back his screams as he viciously struggles against the aggressive nylon rope on his wrists. All Jungkook could think about fueling his anger is Yoongi, knowing well he's the one behind all of this mess.

Oh the second Jungkook is finally free of all this shit, maybe he'll consider killing Yoongi as well.

He's been a pain in the ass ever since he got out of prison!

Maybe he will join Karma in killing him, making sure his death is painful as it is before he kills Karma and then he'll be the hero.

Fuck being the hero, Jungkook is fighting to survive at this point.

Out of nowhere a body is suddenly crouches over him, forcing Jungkook to meet the craze eyes of a familiar man.

You've got to be shitting me..

Jung Hoseok, of course.

"Ah my beautiful ravenette! What have you been up to? Hm?"

Jungkook angrily glares back to the chaotic man, viciously moving against his restraints while Hoseok's laughs loudly and sits beside him, "You've been up to somethingggg, better tell me now before you find yourself unable to breathe anymore," Hoseok sings with his radiant smile, but Jungkook only ignores him and continues to struggle to escape

Jungkook was never scared of death, not after everything he's been through, so if Hoseok thinks he's finally got to him, he's sadly mistaken.

When he didn't bother saying anything through his muffled lips, Hoseok slowly looks at him, eyebrow perked up with a scowl, "So pathetic. What are you doing hanging around Karma huh? Teaming up with the bad guys? Or are you going to rat him away like how you did with us?"

Jungkook didn't even flinch by the volume of his voice, nor did he grow a silver of fear when the man barks a laugh afterwards.

Hoseok is fucking insane; this is no surprise.

However, there was a time where Hoseok was actually not like this. He would mostly be the brains of the operation while Yoongi did the dirty work. Sometimes when he was left alone with the man, he actually had a few talks here and there with him.

Yoongi doesn't treat him as he deserves, and Hoseok knows that, but he doesn't care.

Apart from love, he likes power, and Yoongi has power.

And it just went downhill from there.

The van abruptly stops, and the doors flings open. Jungkook is forcefully dragged out of the vehicle, desperately attempting his escape but the arms on his body wouldn't let him free. Based on the salty smell and the cool breeze, Jungkook recognizes this place as somewhere near the water.

The docks.

Hoseok skips in front of him with a gun firmly being grasped by his dainty fingers, leading the way to where they're going. The night is dark and lonesome in the docks, only leaving a few barren boats alone, abandoned and alone. There's been many cases that Jungkook has had to solve here; murder and a few suicide cases, so being here just has a slight haunting vibe in the air.

As they walk further down the wooden dock, they finally reach the end.

Yoongi is nowhere in sight.

He will mostly likely make his appearance for the grand finale of this scripted drama he's pulling now.

The men holding Jungkook suddenly kicks the back of his knees, forcing him down with back towards the crystal-clear water.

One kick, and Jungkook is met his fate; Drowning since his hands are tied.

Hoseok gleams down at him as he yanks the duct tape off, tilting his head to the side like an innocent child, "You know Jungkook, I really admired you..... You showed this sense of commitment to my Yoongi and it's something any fiancé would like to see, another man devoted into protecting what's mine," And he leans down to his face, caressing the gun down his face, "You traitor, how hurt I was after what you did..... You didn't care obviously-"

"If I didn't care about you, I would've thrown you in that same place Yoongi ended up in," Jungkook spats, with a stern look behind his eyes, "Enough talk. If you're going to kill me, do it now. If not, then get whatever you're going to do over with. In that way we both don't waste our time."

Another humorous laugh escaped Hoseok's throat, making him thrust his head back in pure amusement before glaring back at Jungkook with a sly smirk, "Eager, aren't we? You see I can't kill you; my Yoongi wants you alive for now," and he suddenly snags a fist full of Jungkook's hair, yanking his head back with a scowl, "Now answer me. What are you planning with Karma?"

Jungkook spits on his face.

He would rather die than be a fucking snitch to Karma, he is called Karma for a damn reason.

Hoseok's face flies to the side, chuckling drily as he raises hand to touch the spit, tilting his head as he rises to his feet, "So it'll be," And the second he lands a kick to Jungkook's chest, a gun goes off from somewhere in a distance.

But it was too late.

Jungkook's body is already falling down and becomes one with the water.

The harsh liquid felt like needles against Jungkook's body by how cold it feels against his skin as he sinks lower and lower, fighting against the restrains on his wrists to set him free but obviously it's not an easy task.

During training days in the agency, he was taught how to do this for survival, but these knots aren't like the ones he's been taught to undo.

And Jungkook was running out of oxygen.

As he continues to sink down, he could hear the faint noises of guns being flared off, along with distance screams but Jungkook is growing numb to the water caressing his body. All he sees is darkness from below him, and the surface is only growing more and more distant away.

Maybe this is how he dies...

In the ocean, tied up, with only the memories of his life zooming past his eyes.

As if it was that easy.

Someone needs him alive, that's probably the best part of being wanted by two rivals.

A figure suddenly dives into the water, swimming towards the struggling male. Through Jungkook's blurred vision, he recognizes the familiar golden of a mask glaring at him with the reflection of the light of the surface.

But now Jungkook has entered the stage of hysteria.

He's panicking, choking back the need to gasp for air as the golden figure moves away and unties the ropes on his wrists. Paranoia slowly crawls up Jungkook's mind as the darkness of the water appeared as if it was desperately grasping for him, yanking him back to stay and drag him further down.

Can't breathe.....

Need to get out of here.

Now!

The second Jungkook's hands are freed, he desperately swims to the surface with the masked man behind him.

It felt so relieving when Jungkook took his first breath of air, coughing out water and closes his eyes to feel himself alive.

He's alive....

He's breathing air.

Oh how grateful he is of his life until now.

Well.... If he wasn't on a fuck dog's leash.

Another gasp catches his attention and he instantly looks beside him, seeing Karma there with his mask to his face and wide eyes looking at him.

And Jungkook explodes, "How the fuck is your mask still on? Did you super glue that shit to your skin??"

Karma's eyes slits glares at him and he splashes him with the water, "I saved your life, once again, and that's all you have to say to me?" He exclaims with an evident scoff, "When I told you to drown in a fucking river, I didn't fucking mean literally you imbecile!"

"As if I wanted to be kidnapped!" Jungkook gawks back, glaring at the way Karma swims away to the shore, which rests on a familiar park near the docks. Jungkook wordlessly follows after him as he practically drags himself to the grass from the shore full of rocks and plops down, breathing heavily to rest his limp body.

Sleep is all he needs.

So much fucking sleep!

As if he gets any with these nightmares he has on a daily basis.

"Hoseok got away," Karma huffs as he undoes the buttons of his shirt and removes it, squeezing it to remove some of the water from the cloth.

Jungkook trials his eyes up to him, ready to respond but nearly stops breathing again when he sees Karma's skin when the mint green haired man raised his shirt, the one he had under the button up one, to squeeze the material as well.

Marks.....

Burns.

There's so many marks and old burn scars scattered above his smooth abs, that are slightly forming but just barely. They look pretty old, but definitely harsh marks, and that only connects back to the family fire that killed his parents.

He was likely in the building when it happened...

Jungkook blinks away from looking at him, not wanting to make Karma feel uncomfortable with his stare and he clears his throat, "Of course he did."

After a few moments of just lying there, Jungkook gets to his feet and ruffles his long hair, "Let's go before you end being the one getting kidnapped this time."

"And I would still end up being the one saving your pathetic ass," Karma grumbles annoyedly as he walks away, but earning a hard ass slap from Jungkook's veiny hand.

Jungkook's eyes widen, not expecting for this man to be.... Packed..

Karma whirls around, this battle shifting between his stare before glaring lethally at the cocky male and raises his fist up, "Don't you fucking tempt me. I will destroy every single cell in your body-"

"I hope your definition of destroy is the same as mines," Jungkook taunts amusingly, leaning over towards his face, "Because trust me, I will destroy you too."

Karma jaw clenches, seeming to have won the battle before he groans in frustration, "Why are you like this with me? Shouldn't you be cowering in fear since I have absolute control of your life?"

"Exactly! Because you have control of my life, doesn't mean I can't torment every single second of yours," Jungkook gleams and swings an arm over his shoulders, "Think of it as being even."

"Huh, even you say?" Karma says lowly, turning to face him closely, "We both know better. If I was the one throwing myself to you, you would've given in to me."

Jungkook's back is suddenly meet with a tree when he steps back, Karma's dominating eyes fixating over his, and Jungkook shakes his head, "I wouldn't fuck you, I don't play with my food before I eat in that case."

Karma's hand suddenly trails up to Jungkook's wet shirt, that's hugging his body close to his skin, and he slowly makes his way down in the uttermost delicacy.

Jungkook's breath hitches.

"One day those petty remarks will be the curse of you," Karma taunts as he reaches lower, only increasing Jungkook's breathing, "You will melt like a puddle of gold through my fingertips, and before you even know it, you would've already grown to believe those cocky commentaries."

Does he honest believe Jungkook takes anything he says seriously towards him?

Oh he's so honored that he sees him with so much respect, but this?

Jungkook doesn't do attachment, not to anyone.

Only to one person.

His little gem.

Jungkook's lips forms a snarl, and he leans to Karma's face, "I will never love you. You're just a demon with no heart. I may try to mind fuck with you, but I know my limits. It's hard to get arousal when there's a gun pointed to my head and my life being threatened."

"I don't know, that makes it kinda hot, don't you think?" Karma taunts and slowly outlines Jungkook's waistband, forcing harsh shutters to escape Jungkook's lips, "I have you all wrapped up around my fingertips, and you can't do anything about that, let that sink in, yeah?"

And his touch suddenly disappears, along with grasping Jungkook's whole dignity that he just snatched from his soul. Just the mere remembrance that Jungkook has no control over his life drowns down every sense of torment he wants to pull on Karma.

He's using him as a damn puppet, and Jungkook has no choice but to oblige.

Or his life will be ruined.

He hates being reminded of fucking hopeless he is right now, all because of fucking Yoongi!

Out of that sudden anger, he yanks Karma by the collar as he walks away, dragging him back and throws against the tree, pinning him back by the neck. Jungkook didn't care how aggressive or insensible he is right now as he glares murderously at the golden masked man and squeezes his neck tightly.

Karma's eyes immediately shifted in darkness, growing empty but evidently alarmed.

With silent lips.

"You may have me wrapped around your pretty tatted fingers, but trust me, you don't know anything about what I'm capable of doing," Jungkook growls and shackles him back, only making the masked person wheeze hard against the grip, "One day you will be begging me to give you mercy because the second this little deal we have is over, I'm coming after you."

And Jungkook leans closer, hand tightening as he glares into those empty eyes, "And I'm going make sure you beg me to kill you."

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A/N:
Well, this was intense.

A lot happened here, how is everyone?

There's about to be a storm of updates coming your way so be prepared!

I PURPLE YOU! <33