(Contains mention of Gore)

"Seven years now and I still don't get his obsession with dressing up for dinner." Jungkook groaned as he buttoned up his dress shirt. Ever since Jungkook and Taehyung got close to their boss who had taken them under his shadow 7 years ago, they have always been having these dinners occassionally. For a few hours they would act like some rich gentlemen who didn't kill people for a living. Act like men who weren't actually discussing about their next takeover, over a city.

"I like it honestly. All these expensive ass clothes I have. Rarely get to show it off. These dinners are the perfect opportunity." Taehyung put on his own blazer too and went to check out himself in their body size mirror to style his hair a bit.

"Should I cut my hair? They've grown long." Jungkook asked him as he gelled them back in a pony tail.

"You would be stupid to do that. They look good." Taehyung walked towards him with a brooch in hand and started pinning it on Jungkook's blazer.

"A bitch was grabbing on it a little too much. That pissed me off." Jungkook cursed under his breath as he concentrated on Taehyung's face that was very close to his jaw.

"Then you cut her hand. Not your hair." Taehyung adviced him with a sweet smile, his hands caressing Jungkook's chest to brush off a loose thread.

"You would definitely enjoy doing that wouldn't you?" Jungkook asked him, with a smirk on his face.

"I'm already thinking of the tools I would use on her." Taehyung's eyes were just as evil. Excitement building inside his body as he pictured the whole scene in his mind. 

"I'll try to get my hands on her as soon as I can." Jungkook promised him. Taehyung's idea got him excited too. And just the thought of watching Taehyung mutilate a girl that he had once fucked, had him getting hard in his pants. It would feel like he punished the girl only 'cause she touched him the wrong way. His way of claiming him. Making it clear that it was only him that could touch him that way.

Honestly if it was Taehyung who fisted at his hair, he would let him do it. He would even ask him to grab harder so that he could feel the strength of his desire for him. Jungkook could only imagine how good Taehyung would fuck him and how good of a fuck he would be. Jungkook would make him his bitch and be his bitch. Both at the same time.

He doesn't remember when these desires started building up in him. When he started seeing Taehyung differently. He only knows, that now, every second of the day his mind is filled with images of Taehyung's naked body. The beautiful faces he would make when he fucks him hard and raw.

But Taehyung doesn't know this. And Jungkook would never let him find out. He's too ashamed and scared. Ashamed of being found out as gay. And scared of loosing him. Taehyung is not just a part of his life. He's a part of him. And he can't let his horny ass, ruin the relationship they have.

But what he doesn't realise is that his feelings for him is a lot more than just lust, and sexual desire.

"Do that." Taehyung nodded as he walked away from him to grab a bottle of cologne from their dressing table. He sprayed some of it on his wrists and neck and Jungkook couldn't help but inhale deeply. As if his natural body odour wasn't enough to drive him crazy, he would wear this perfume that made him want to pin him to bed and nose at his neck.

"I'm ready. Let's go." Taehyung counseled. Signalling him with his hand to come to his side so that they could walk together.

Jungkook nodded his head, ignoring his hardening cock, and together they made their way to the dining hall.

Both of them took a seat beside their father and silently waited for him to start a conversation.

"Serve the food." Their father ordered a maid and she was quick to follow his orders.

"So I have a news to share with you two." He started and dismissed the maids from the hall.

"What is it Father?" Taehyung asked. He observed him take a deep breath which gave him a feeling that the news wasn't pleasant.

"I have lung cancer. Last stage." They heard him announce. Their hands that were working its way to slice a piece of meat on their plates, completely stilled.

"W-What?" Jungkook stuttered out, not believing his ears.

"I don't have much time and that's why I want you guys to be prepared." The old man's voice was completely calm. Not even a hint of fear or hesitation.

"What do you mean you have no time? We'll get you treated. We'll get the best pair of lungs for you. We'll mutilate the whole city for it if we have to." Jungkook exclaimed, raising his voice.

"And who will perform the transplant? You? We don't have the doctors for that." Their father raised his voice as well now.

"Then we'll get one." Taehyung intervened.

"The best doctors work in best hospitals. We can't risk the government on our backs if we abduct them. I've tried everything in my power. I'm not fond of death either. Well, how can one be. I'll have to die in order to test my fondness." There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice that made them scoff.

"How can you joke right now?" Taehyung growled out.

"A Mafia Boss doesn't cry like a pussy. I was 14 when my parents were killed by their debt collectors. You know what I did? I took off all the jewellery my mother was wearing, my father's watch. Didn't even leave his golden teeth. Took a fucking plier from the garage, held his face in between my legs and pulled it with all the strength I could muster. Collected it all and sold it to a pawn shop owner. My tears wouldn't have filled my empty stomach. That tooth did. Got 200$ for it. It's a tough world my lad. It works on the principal of survival of the fittest. You should be thankful everyday that you were born a human not a bitch. I made my choices and that brought me here. A big mansion, lots of power, countless money, two sons. You two had made your choices too, and now you're sitting here by my side. So yes I'll joke all I want. I will smile on my death bed and so should you." Jungkook and Taehyung had always admired their father. Not only because he took them under his wing. But also 'cause he was a good man. An inspiration. They strived to be like him one day. And today their respect for him increased even more.

"What do you want us to do father?" Jungkook asked him.

"I know you'll protect each other with your lives. I know I don't need to tell you this but I want you to swear fealty to Taehyung. When I die I want Taehyung to take over. Not cause you're incompetent Jungkook but only cause he's older. I know there's not even a hint of envy in between you two but I can never be sure of what the future holds. Power can mess up with a person's head, and I don't want a mad man running my clan. So swear fealty to each other so I can be rest assured when I leave." There was long silence that followed this announcement and it was Taehyung who broke it.

"I don't want to be the successor Daddy. Jungkook is more deserving of the title. It was him who brought me out of that hell. It was because of him that we were able to survive. I might be the older one but it was always him that protected me." Before Jungkook could say anything in objection, Taehyung was on his knees with his gun placed on the ground. This made Jungkook stand up abruptly as he anticipated what was to happen next.

"From today I pledge my life to you. If any harm shall come to you, then it shall pass through me. None of the glory in the future shall be bigger than the glory to serve you. To you, my duty shall end only after I take my last breath." Taehyung stretched his hands forward and instinctively, Jungkook found himself stretching out his hands too. Their hands soon locked together, and with that, also locked the promise of always being together.