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Moans, whines, groans, and ecstasy.

The Foggy glass door of the shower cabin was making a shadow of two males huddled up to each other having the time of their lives.

Taehyung throws his head back, beads of water trickling down his chin to his neck, wet hairs sticking to his forehead, his eyes closed and mouth open agape where the sounds of heaven could be heard in Jungkook's opinion.

"Hyuuuung..." Taehyung whines out, the loud and harsh thrust jolting him upwards as his nails dig in the older's back where the water was making his grip slippery and making him fall on only Jungkook's support.

The mafia was groaning, moaning in overwhelming elation as his grip on Taehyung's hips tightened, he pushed more forward, kept pushing himself in and out of Taehyung's hole hidden in between his folds.

His new addiction.

"Fuck, pup!" Jungkook rasped out, opening his eyes and looking at the beautiful sinfully gorgeous lover of his moaning and jolting upwards at every thrust of his hips.

This wasn't supposed to be that way, they were supposed to have a shower together after waking in each other's embrace, not quietly as Jungkook was on his side while Taehyung was clinging to his back, spooning the mafia as he was a cuddly sleeper alas to Jungkook's sleeping habits.

But the mafia was slowly adjusting to sleeping the whole night with his cuddly pup who just needed to hug him at all cost, no matter how much in a sleepy state he would push the younger for suffocating him.

But he's not complaining, he doesn't mind it at all.

Anyways, so after a while, like half an hour of lazing on the bed, rolling around with each other while having a much-needed cuddle session in the morning did the couple decide to get up and take a much-needed bath as last night was only a hurried shower.

But just as Taehyung came out of the sheets with all his glory, nothing was hidden by the extra cover of sheets as they were very comfortable being naked around each other.

Taehyung's butt was just in front of Jungkook's face, and no, this is not the reason they are fucking their brains off in the shower at the moment but the thing-more specifically, a trail of clear liquid gushing out of Taehyung, from in between his folds and trailing down his pretty thighs is the reason.

Jungkook had gulped and grunted at the sight and this sparks his already morning wood to stand proud and hard, thick with veins and suffocating to release, and last night pictures of him pounding into Taehyung's didn't help when it made him think about it.

The sight was so salacious and enticing where he sees his cum gushing out of Taehyung-well last night's shower was quick so it's understandable if he wasn't able to clean the younger up properly.

Taehyung is whiny after sex so Jungkook can't do much.

Well, to say Taehyung had shrieked at the sudden lifting in the air by Jungkook who hooks his arms under his pretty thighs and back to hoist him up and take him to the bathroom.

"We need to clean you up properly, petal" With this excuse he took the younger one in the shower, both already naked so it wasn't the problem when he opened the tap and the hot water swished out with thin waves.

Taehyung didn't complain, suddenly turned on by the other's needy eyes and was distracted by his tattoos that looks a bit too good on him and not to mention the muscles which made him think about how last night it was moving under his palm and there goes his composure when Jungkook made a move.

Taehyung's back was on Jungkook's chest as the mafia's naughty hand slowly trails down in between his legs and cups his mound.

"Looks like you're not empty yet.." Jungkook huskily whispers in his ears, lips touching the soft shell as his middle finger slowly pushes inside his hole, in between his folds.

"Let me do you a favor, hm?" Jungkook had a smirk, a proud fat, and arrogant smirk when Taehyung throws his head back on his shoulder and moans out softly, in his deep voice when Jungkook's pad of finger perfectly touches on Taehyung's sweet spot.

Jungkook now knows his body and his insides with blind eyes as the latter had known all of his sweet spots and found many that even Taehyung didn't know about.

"Fuck, hyung. You're so hot" Taehyung rasped out, glimmering, contented, needy, moaning in delight as Jungkook adds another finger, dominantly pushing Taehyung's legs open to reach further and fingers him under the hot shower.

Jungkook's mouth finds the next target as he sucks on Taehyung's shoulder, seeing red blotches spread all over Taehyung's collarbones and chest from last night and feeling his heart swell in fondness.

With Jungkook cleaning Taehyung's hole by fingering him ruthlessly under the raining shower on top of them in the pathetic excuse of cleaning him up or more like emptying the latter up from his cum-to him then changing position and pulling Taehyung up from his thighs and slamming him against the wall to enter the same hole he just cleaned up.

Now here they are, Jungkook fucking into Taehyung who was continuously moaning, whining in overstimulation while his legs tighten around Jungkook's torso, he digs his legs of heels in Jungkook's side of hips in delight.

Filling Taehyung up once again when after a long steamy and hard fucking against the wall under a shower first thing in the morning, mind clouded with lust.

They made love even after having each other last night, talking about not getting enough of each other, the answer will be them.

Loud breathes could be heard but the wide smile of satisfaction on fucking in the morning when needs buzz in their body was dancing on both of the male's faces.

"That was fucking awesome!" Jungkook breathes against Taehyung's neck. "I didn't even realize how we got here" Taehyung chuckles as he says in between his breaths. "It was all hazy"

"We're doing it again sometime in the future and you can't say no" Jungkook pulls out, pecking Taehyung's lips softly and looking at him with his twinkling eyes, the same one.

Taehyung chuckles deeply, cupping Jungkook's cheek and bending down a bit to peck his button nose as he was still pinned against a wall with his limbs curl on Jungkook's torso.

"Deal," He said dramatically and giggled when Jungkook cheered and gently placed him on the floor.

"Now let me empty you for real this time" Jungkook offered but Taehyung grabbed his hands which were going in between his legs again but this time with innocent intention.

"No! I am too sensitive and your touch is electrifying! I am too sore to take you in again so I will do that myself" He huffed, blushing still even after everything as he saw Jungkook raise amused eyebrows.

"Then there's nothing to worry about." The mafia grins. "You're special and gifted, we can go on the other hole, you know?" Jungkook wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "I don't mind taking you in any of them" he whispers close to Taehyung's face who gets flustered and pushes the horny alpha-like lover away from his poor body.

"I am gonna punch you if you even come closer to me until the next week!" Taehyung threatened, turning around to take care of himself, and started showering now.

Jungkook laughs, huffing as he hears the other's harmless warning, and goes closer to back hug his petal. "Watch you whining to me in two days to take you again"

"I won't! It's always you" Taehyung states the obvious.

"Of course because you made me do that by dressing in clothes you know very well can make me hard in no time!" Jungkook defended. "You're not a saint either!" He pinches the younger's side of the waist playfully.

Taehyung tries not to smile or he knows it will be confirmed that yeah, he does that very often to rail Jungkook up into coming to him with his lust-filled eyes, it's not like Jungkook can't come without him making an effort to be sexy but it's because he loves to tease the older. After all, it made the mafia pound into him at an amazing pace.

Jungkook is very soft with him so thus he's always careful with him and Taehyung loves that about the older, he likes to be babied when it comes to sex but sometimes he has to step up his game to fulfill his desire to which can get really extreme to the extent he wants the mafia to be rough with him.

Talk about moods when it comes to sex and also to have an understanding partner to fulfill his every wish.

Whatever, can't relate. *rolls eyes*

#singlegangpresenthere🤝

Taehyung hummed in his deep voice, moving his bum side by side at the song ringing in his head as he looked for some pants for his tiny waist size in Jungkook's wardrobe.

He didn't bring any clothes here so wearing Jungkook's is the only option and he's already wearing his office shirt which is kinda oversized on his lean figure compared to Jungkook's muscly tattooed body especially when the mafia as well doesn't like fitted clothes.

Slightly wet hairs dangle in waves along with his little dancing moves as he happily sings to himself, looking around the pants and shaking his head once he sees that it won't fit his waist, pushing it back in the cupboard and looking for another one.

A cute frown takes over his face as after looking for more than a few minutes he can't find anything that can fit him.

"Why doesn't it fit me? Kookie also has a tiny waist!" Taehyung grumbled to himself with a small pout.

"Baby!" Taehyung calls for Jungkook from inside the closet room attached to his bedroom, still rampaging inside his clothes when he hears a loud 'Yes, pup' from inside the room where the mafia was on a call with someone Taehyung isn't interested in.

"I can't find any pants that can fit me! Is it alright if I just go to the office with no pants?" Taehyung yelled from where he was standing so Jungkook could hear him inside the bedroom.

"What the fuck, petal? No way!" Jungkook's exaggerated screech made Taehyung cackles in entertainment as the younger laughs, doubling over when he hears his boyfriend still rambling at how he can't go with no pants.

"Then give me something that can fit my waist! I can't find it here!" Taehyung yelled, giggling still to himself as he ruffled his hairs to untie all the knots, eyes still flickering between the clothes in the cupboard.

"Look at the top section, I have old pants there that can fit you!" Jungkook yelled out as well, Taehyung could hear the urgency in his tone making Taehyung laugh more when he heard his next sentence. "If that too doesn't fit, I will buy you a pair of dozen pants right now!"

The jealousy and possessiveness that he can hear from his simple sentences amused Taehyung.

Taehyung looked up at the top section, it was a bit too high that he had to tiptoe to reach the top shelf and pulled out some of the pants blindly.

He frowns when he feels a restraint making him pull at the fabric harder and well yeah pants come out but along with it a box also falls as it was placed on top of it.

Taehyung yelped, quickly stepping back before it could hit him, and whined, hissing when the corner of the box managed to hit his wrist.

The loud noise of the wooden box hitting the floor brought Jungkook's attention who frowned, instantly cutting the call and with urgency walks inside the closet room.

"Petal?" He called, walking inside and seeing Taehyung holding onto his wrist and a pair of pants scattered around the floor.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He came closer to him seeing Taehyung pouting, eyes sharp at Jungkook.

"Who puts a freaking wooden box on top of the clothes?" Taehyung whines at him, still mad as he rubs his wrist.

"Wooden box?" Jungkook walks closer, holding onto Taehyung's wrist, gently rubbing his thumb over the slightly red mark there.

"Yes, that one!" He pointed at the open box with things inside also scattering around.

The mafia turns around to see the box now which was a bit away from them and when he noticed the things that came out of it, his eyes widened.

"Oh no!" The mafia instantly walks away from Taehyung to the box and crouches down to it, picking up the things and carefully placing them back in the box like it was some treasure.

"What is it?" Taehyung came closer also, bending behind Jungkook to look over his shoulder and frown when he saw a peek of clothes.

Not any but a small baby's clothes. Specifically a sweater.

"Baby?" Taehyung lets out in confusion when Jungkook closes the box and stands up.

"Thank god, everything's safe" Jungkook mumbles to himself, letting out a big relief as he turns around to face Taehyung.

"What is inside? Is everything alright, baby? You looked so scared" Taehyung stepped closer, cupping Jungkook's jaw with one hand and rubbing his thumb gently over the mafia's cheek while he held his arm with the other hand.

Jungkook sighs, looking down at the box and nodding his head. "Yes, everything's fine now"

"Does it have something important?" Taehyung asks, gently.

"Something precious I might say" Jungkook smiled and nodded his head. "Last pieces of my mother's memory I was able to safe that day"

"Oh," Taehyung nods, glancing at the box. "Then I am sorry. I didn't know it was on top of the pants so when I pulled out it came with it" he explains, apologetically.

"It's okay, petal," Jungkook
reassured him.

"Do you want to see?" The mafia asked after he saw the glimpse of curiosity brimming in his lover's eyes.

Taehyung sheepishly nodded his head. "Only if you're comfortable with it," he said quickly so Jungkook doesn't have to force himself when it's obvious that's a very private thing for Jungkook if he was in this panic.

Jungkook smiles, looking at the box in his hands first, giving it a few seconds thought before he moves to stand behind Taehyung to cover the other in a back embrace and place his chin on his shoulder.

"Here, open it" Jungkook gave the box to Taehyung's hand and wrapped his arms around the younger's waist, urging him to open the box.

The younger looked at his side to stare at the mafia for a second to make sure he wasn't uncomfortable and when he saw the reassurance in his eyes he nodded his head.

Taehyung opens the lock on the box and pushes the wooden lid open and he is met by many things inside the medium size box.

It was slightly heavy because of the wood but the things inside don't look to have too much weight.

Taehyung delicately picks up the thin chain which had a small locket in the middle of his fingers to look at it.

"Maa used to wear this locket all the time" Jungkook breathes out, his tone whispery as he looks at the chain as well with the small smile and shiny eyes. "I don't remember the importance this locket holds but it was her favorite. She never takes it off"

"It's beautiful" Taehyung breathes, smiling as he stares at the locket. "I can tell why it's her favorite"

"She must have looked really pretty in it" Taehyung compliments as he places the chain back in the box with utmost care.

"She was really beautiful. The locket just enhances her beauty more, she doesn't need anything to make her look pretty" Jungkook gushed, a loving smile on his face as he nuzzles into Taehyung's neck and pecks it softly.

"I can tell, you must have taken her features then" Taehyung smiles, one hand coming up to caress Jungkook's hair.

The mafia beamed at that, nodding his head enthusiastically. "I have her eyes," he said, twinkling eyes looking down at the precious treasure box with a beaming smile. "And smile," he added.

Taehyung coos. "Another bunny smile? I can imagine two bunny smiles and it's the cutest thing" He giggles.

Jungkook chuckles as well and pecks Taehyung's shoulder, his arms unconsciously tightening around Taehyung's waist, oddly enough feeling excited sharing his mother's memories with his petal.

And Taehyung complimenting his beautiful mother is making Jungkook giddy. He loves talking about the one who has a permanent place in his heart and will be forever, his precious Maa.

"I wish she was here" Jungkook let out in a faint voice. "She would've loved you so much" The mafia hides his face in his petal's crook of the neck.

"She would be so happy to have you in our family" The Mafia's voice muffled in his lover's neck making the said petal blush slightly at the words and smile widely.

"You think so?" Taehyung asked with a loving smile.

"I know so" Jungkook looks up and grins widely. "She would be the same with you like I am"

"Like what?" Taehyung asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Whipped," Jungkook said cheekily.

Taehyung chuckles and rolls his eyes. "You're a dork" he moved to pinch the Mafia's cheek.

"Why would she be whipped for me?" He asked and shook his head.

"We almost got the same taste in things, I was very young so I could only remember that I mostly eat what she does and the preference of color so I am sure she would've loved you as her son's lover"

"She really spoils me so much, she would've done the same to you" Jungkook chuckles. "She loves to do that, to make sure everyone is happy. She was an amazing person"

"I bet she would be an awesome person" Taehyung confirms and sweetly craned his neck to peck Jungkook's cheek.

The mafia nodded his head with a smile.

"She was really cute and gorgeous" Jungkook sighs, his eyes shimmering in emotions while his hold tightening on Taehyung, finding comfort in his embrace at the fondness for his mother sometimes makes him so weak and vulnerable that he misses her so much.

Wants her by his side so much that it makes him shed painful tears when reality hits and he is thrown back on the ground by the truth that she'll never come back.

"Just like you" Taehyung whispers, nosing around Jungkook's cheek who has his chin resting on his shoulder and looking down at the locket with a sad smile.

"Really a cute bunny" Taehyung chuckles, happy when he sees Jungkook closing his eyes and giggling.

Taehyung looks down at the box, taking out a second thing inside it, it was the small sweater he saw earlier. Taehyung placed the box on the dressing table and opened the tiny sweater.

"That's so cute" Taehyung emitted out, looking at the tiny cloth and seeing the front where a name was knitted in rainbow colors.

🌼Sarang🌼

"Sarang?" Taehyung reads the name out loud and looks with confusion at Jungkook.

Taehyung saw Jungkook's eyes pooling with tears and his fingers digging in the side of his waist where his hands were wrapped around.

"The name Maa wanted to give..." Jungkook stopped, closing his eyes and hiding his face in Taehyung's neck once again.

Taehyung heard his stuttered breaths against his neck and sighs, realizing the situation and understanding the other half of the sentence.

"Oh," he breathes out and stares at the small baby's sweater.

"Sarang is such a beautiful name" Taehyung smiles shakily, hearing Jungkook's small sniffles in his neck tore his heart but he tried to cheer up the older. "Now I see where you got these amazing choices of nicknames"

"You really are the second version of your beautiful mother, hm?" Taehyung's voice trembles as well but he gulped the lump in his throat and smiles.

"Did she knit it herself?" Taehyung asked, his hands reaching to stroke Jungkook's hair and going down to caress the Mafia's ear comfortingly.

Jungkook sniffled, staying silent for a while and Taehyung let him take all the time to calm himself first while he kept rubbing his ear to help him with it

The mafia comes out of his hiding space and wipes the few tears that run down his face before embracing Taehyung again.

"She made the sweater" Jungkook started, his voice stammering but the mafia kept swallowing his painful lump and nuzzling into Taehyung's shoulder to calm himself. "She used to make my sweater as well" The mafia smile.

"She was really talented. Made tons of sweaters for me when I was young" Jungkook smiles, silent tears keep rolling down his cheek.

"She..." Jungkook bites his lips, closing his eyes as he can't stare at the small sweater in Taehyung's hand anymore without feeling his heart screaming in agony and guilt. "Maa said it's a girl"

"Said that... that she can tell it's a baby sister to me" Jungkook's lower lip trembles. "And wanted to name her Sarang"

"She loves that name" Taehyung felt his eyes pooling with tears as well and he doesn't know what Jungkook must be going through right now.

"But... but I killed them both before-" Taehyung cuts the elder by turning in his embrace and cupping Jungkook's cheeks. "Shush" he placed his finger on his lips.

"You didn't kill them, baby," Taehyung says, knowing no matter how many times he will say that Jungkook wouldn't believe it, the mafia will always blame himself no matter what everyone says to him.

Jungkook shakes his head, tears keep streaming down his cheeks and falling from his chin. "She always protected me, petal... always" He closed his eyes as a small sob left his mouth.

"And what did I do?" He looks up at Taehyung with disgust and hatred in his eyes, a wave of sheer anger and agony dark in his orbs.

The hatred for himself.

"I... I-"

"And you did the same" Taehyung cuts the mafia off quickly with a firm voice, looking at his mafia boyfriend with a serious face.

"You saved her, Jungkook" Taehyung's voice was loud and stern so that it could reach the permanent darkness of agony that is stuck to Jungkook's heart.

"You saved your mother from the pain she was going through every day" Taehyung caressed his thumb where he was holding onto Jungkook's face. "You saved her from the agony she will go through if you didn't do that"

Taehyung can understand that, he can understand that personally. It's better to die than to go through that agony, that torture, he had faced that situation for three years so he knows better how it feels like, how he can't even die because he had to save his brother.

Dying is not a good and only option but the ones going through know the depression of it and how it mentally and physically drains you from thinking anything other than that.

To free themselves from that agony all they can see is the only option which is freedom and to gain that leaving all of this behind is the only option.

"I know it was bad, it was wrong but you were young and innocent Jungkook. You were forced, you were vulnerable..." Taehyung shakes his head. "You couldn't be able to do anything, baby"

"So stop blaming yourself, Koo. You're hurting your mother's soul with that." Taehyung leans forward to lovingly kiss Jungkook's cheeks. "She loved you so much, you said she protected you from everything, right?"

"You think she would be happy now that she sees you're hurting yourself like this? Wouldn't her soul feel the guilt that she can't protect you anymore? You think she would want you to blame yourself like this?" Taehyung shakes his head, seeing Jungkook breaking down in front of him so miserably.

"She doesn't, baby. She wants you to be happy, to be free. Wanted you to be strong to give her justice. Wanted you to not take any blame because that's what she chooses at the end"

"She was tired, she was tired from it and at the end finally got her freedom. Let her soul rest in peace by forgiving yourself, baby."

Jungkook looks up with teary eyes and Taehyung smiles at him encouragingly. "You had to do it"

"I-It's hard" Jungkook sobs.

"I know but let's try harder, hm?" Taehyung smiles, pushing Jungkook's face down a bit to kiss the Mafia's forehead lovingly. "Take all the time baby but let's take the first step, hm?"

Jungkook nodded his head making Taehyung smile and pulled the older one in his arms, he curled his arms around his broken lover's neck and hugged him tightly.

"You helped me mend myself now let me do the same, baby. Let me help you with this" Taehyung breathes, smiling softly and wiping his tears as he pecks Jungkook's ear softly.

"Let's be gentle, be more careful. Don't go hard on yourself. We can do this step by step" Taehyung whispers, reassuringly.

Jungkook sniffles, hugging Taehyung tighter, feeling himself loosening up and much lighter at the utmost comfort and reassurance.

He feels hope brimming in him.

Hope for a painless life.

A life where he will think about his precious mother and not feel the urge to kill himself in guilt and agony.

A life where he will smile softly at the memories of his mother.

A life where he will forgive himself and move on.

A beautiful life with his petal.

A life with no regrets.

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"Here" Yoongi mumbled.

Jimin opens his mouth and Yoongi gently shoved the spoon in his mouth.

"It tastes better when you feed me" Jimin comments, grinning and pecking Yoongi's lips.

He was sitting on Yoongi's lap without the care in the world and made the mafia feed him his breakfast.

"Just say you are lazy and don't wanna move a finger" Yoongi retorted but still feeds the younger nonetheless.

"Don't call me lazy. I take your roughness like a pro, I am a strong worrier" Jimin scoffed, making his worth visible at the older with his tone playful and as usual dramatic.

"You are also the one who made me go rough on you" He raised an obvious eyebrow.

"What can I say? Vanilla is not my thing" Jimin shrugged, smiling as he felt the slight pain on his neck from all the hickies decorating his whole body.

His ass is sore but it's worth the tour of heaven he was in last night.

After a while, Taehyung and Jungkook step down the stairs.

"Good morning, Tae!" Jimin's chirpy voice sounded from the dining table where the male was now sitting on the chair with Yoongi beside him, silently eating his breakfast (also feeding him) with his hand on Jimin's thighs.

Weirdly, not sitting on Yoongi's lap which is a usual sight to see of the two wild boyfriends Taehyung thought.

Taehyung along with Jungkook walk inside the dining room, fingers intertwined with each other, looking lovely and perfect together, fitting just the same beside each other, the soft couple that they are-and yeah, the main information.

Taehyung is wearing pants.

A/N: Not so lucky today bunnies! Jeon is possessive, and can't do anything about that :( *sighs*

Anyways, Taehyung smiles, seeing from his peripheral vision that Jungkook rolls his eyes with a small huff, thankfully Jungkook's eyes aren't so swollen from crying earlier, it's a bit puffy but it can go as from sleeping the night.

"Good morning, chim!" Taehyung chirped just as enthusiastically and as an instinct to walk forwards and hopped on Jimin's back who was sitting on the chair, back hugging him.

Jimin hugs back with a roll of eyes at the cuddly bear who always clings to him in the morning back at home whenever he's making them breakfast, here is not different either. "Bitch, I am not dying! Spare me some space"

The same line he says every morning and pushes the clingy Taehyung away to breathe and sighs out loud. "How much I have to endure in this world is unimaginable," he says dramatically.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow at his lover, pausing to eat his food.

Jimin looks at his boyfriend who looked offended. "What?"

"You mean how much I have to endure?" Yoongi corrected him.

Taehyung and Jungkook sit on their seats meanwhile and not to mention or anything but Jungkook unintentionally pulls his petal away from Jimin's space and takes him to the other side to sit in front of the two males instead of sitting beside them.

Of course, it wasn't intentional.

Taehyung didn't notice as the younger happily sat down on his seat and settled beside his boyfriend who served him the breakfast prepared by the maids on the table.

Watching Jimin and Yoongi bicker in front of them, literally fighting over who has to endure the most unimaginable things in this world.

Who's side are you on?

Probably *cough* Yoongi *cough*

"I can't believe one day I have to hear this from my own boyfriend" Jimin wails dramatically.

"Tsk! Shut up and eat your breakfast silently!" Jeon speaks, voice irritated and huskily from the crying earlier.

Taehyung giggles silently from beside him as he sees Jimin raising an eyebrow at his boyfriend with a boring look.

"Really not sorry to remind you I ain't the one with a stick up my ass!" Jimin retorted with a huff. "Can't believe someone as boring and edgy could be Taehyung's kind of taste in men" He tsked and glanced at his best friend.

"I pity you, my buddy," He says in a mocking sadness.

Jeon gritted his teeth and was going to give a piece of his revenge to the duck before he was interrupted by Taehyung.

"Chim" Taehyung's the one warning with a voice as deep as the drum hit with a stick was enough to shut up Jimin.

"Stop provoking him" Taehyung frowns. "Do you want me to say something bad about your boyfriend?" He raised his eyebrow at the best friend, still serious and enough of their bickering.

Jimin scoffed. "My boyfriend doesn't give a single reason to roast him, he's not annoying" he pouts when he sees Taehyung glaring at him.

"He started it first. Why aren't you saying anything to him?''Jimin said, pouting with eyes wide and round in accusation.

A/N: He's so cute :(

Taehyung sighs. "If you just stop caring about his remark he will eventually stop and it's not like he said something exaggerated for you to bring me in your fight"

Jimin sighs as well. "ok, fine, sorry! I shouldn't have brought you in but tell him to stop putting his nose in my business!"

"It's my mansion you're sitting in right now so better listen when you're told to stay silent" Jungkook butted in with a calm voice, really not wanting to be the next target of Taehyung's scolding so he's being cautious.

"Kook" This time Yoongi stands for Jimin as he looks at his younger cousin with a serious face. "He's my boyfriend," he reminded the younger man, who seemed to forget.

Jungkook looks at Yoongi, they had serious eye contact for a few seconds before Jungkook sighs in defeat and rolls his eyes.

"You don't need to mention, I know very well and that's the only reason I am tolerating him." He stares. "You know my patience is thin when it comes to my pride"

"You should remind him of where he's at and what position I hold here. Just because I am not doing anything doesn't mean I won't if he goes out of hand"

"Don't test my patience" he directed it at Jimin this time, aura turning back to the mafia leader, fierce and dangerous.

Jimin gulped, oddly scared now at the intense stare of the one he insults like it is his religion.

"Ok, ok! Enough, Koo!" Taehyung butts in, taking his best friend's side this time. "Don't scare my brother!" He defended him, looking at Jungkook with a stern face.

Jungkook looks at him with a dissatisfied face when Taehyung grabs onto his shoulder to distract his attention from boring holes into Jimin's way.

"He's always been like that, don't take him seriously," Taehyung said softly this time.

"I am not his long-lost friend that he can treat everyone like that," Jungkook grumbled to his petal, he glanced back at the now nervous Jimin before he said. "Tell him to behave"

"Now can we eat?" Yoongi butts again, under the table his hands were already intertwining with Jimin's to reassure his lover who he can feel is now scared of Jungkook.

Taehyung desperately nods, these two always manage to ruin the mood around their constant bicker.

And don't know why but Taehyung and Yoongi just somehow know this is just for a few days of calmness before they will be back to each other's throat with no mercy.

They should get used to it now.

For a while, there was silence in the room with four males enjoying their breakfast with nothing but silence surrounding them which was soon disturbed by the guard who came inside the dining area inside the mansion.

"Jeon" the guard bows, a member of his gang, and the said male looks at him with questionable eyes at seeing the male panicking and looking downward sad.

"You know no one is allowed in this area. Whatever reason you're here for better be strong" Jeon says in his deep baritone, voice icy cold as he stares at the member whose head was ducked down.

"I apologize, Jeon. But the news is urgent" he said, jittery.

"Speak" Jeon ushered him forward and the male came forward, closer to Jeon.

Yoongi stares at Jungkook as he sees the gang member coming to whisper it in the leader's ear and how Jungkook's expression suddenly hardens at whatever news was uttered to the leader.

"Leave" this time the leader had a high dominance bubbling in his hard tone, the gang member immediately screwed away from there.

Yoongi raised his eyebrow at Jungkook who was staring hard at him.

Suddenly Jungkook was moving on his feet as he stood up, Yoongi tilting his head.

Jimin and Taehyung were looking at the whole scene with confusing eyes and peak curiosity.

"Min" the name was uttered with urgency.

"Ask Kim to be present in the quarters in an hour," Jeon said with a deep frown, and with that, he was leaving the dining area.

"Koo?" Taehyung stands up, calling for him.

Jungkook stops in his tracks and turns around, looking at his worried lover who bites his lips as he comes forward.

"Are you going somewhere?" Taehyung asked, nervously.

After last night when he saw the stalker after him in the hospital, there was this fear curling his insides and he wanted to be around Jungkook always, knowing he would protect him.

He feels safe with Jungkook.

Jungkook saw his worries right through him and immediately changed his plans.

"Min, ask Kim to be here instead," Jungkook said without even looking at Yoongi who nodded his head curtly.

"I will be here, just on the other side of the mansion, hm?" Jungkook says softly to reassure his lover who nodded his head, now relieved and happy.

"That's better," Taehyung says with a soft smile.

Jungkook leaned to kiss his forehead to bid bye before he turned on his heels and walked out of the dining room.

Yoongi tolled after him as he too gave sweet byes to Jimin with a soft peck on his plump lips and the room was empty with two soulmates left alone.

"That was sus" Jimin let out his suspicion, receiving a shrug from Taehyung who got back to his seat to finish his leftover food.

"Must be something of mafias," Taehyung said with a full mouth.

Jimin hummed, nodding his head.
"Well, whatever! Nothing of our business!"

He perked up.

"Let's share our last night's experience!" Jimin beamed, rubbing his palms together with a wide nasty smirk on his face.

Taehyung choked on his bacon and started coughing, rubbing his chest as Jimin passed him the glass of water.

"What the fuck, chim!" Taehyung exaggerated with glaring eyes.

"What? Please don't give me the bullshit that nothing happened between us because the hickies on your neck say otherwise", Jimin smirks, tilting his head and checking his nails sassily.

Taehyung widened his eyes and pushed the collar of his shirt up to hide his marks and he hissed.

"So shall we start now?" Jimin still has that annoying smirk on his face as he scoots closer in his seat.

"What do you want me to share?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

"How was your experience in the mansion? I swear mine was mind-blowing!" Jimin almost screamed as he clapped his hands.

Taehyung sighs, rubbing his temple as he shakes his head. "It's going to be a long morning," he mumbled to himself.

"Papi had fucked me like a bitch-" Jimin kept his ramble without any shame on his face instead there was a dreamy look on his face and a proud smile.

Taehyung looks at him, nodding his head to whatever his best friend-like brother was saying which he has no interest in yet he has to hear and he knows he has to tell his story as well.

A nasty morning, indeed.

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Defeaning calmness.

The room was silent, the only thing they could hear was a tick of a clock which was so loud, and the gamble of the rushing crowd outside the city from the slightly open window.

"Something's wrong" Namjoon muttered, forehead creasing in tension and anticipation, thoughts running in his head loudly.

Yoongi hummed, nodding his head at Namjoon's interpreting as he was sitting on the swirling chair, moving it side by side with smoke in between his fingers. "I think so too"

Jeon was as usual standing in front of a full-length window in his private office and looking outside the rush of the world outside his mansion, his guards fussing around.

"It's too early," Jeon speaks.

"The blue signal wasn't supposed to come so early" Jeon turns around to face both of his partners with a deep frown as their plan was not going smoothly.

"Something is definitely wrong" he declared, confirming the suspicion both of the other mafias were thinking.

"But what is it?" He muttered to himself, deep frown itching on three of the male's features.

"Do you think that Sam is dead?" Namjoon was the one who voiced out the thing running on the three leader's minds.

Jeon looks up, being silent for a minute with the furrowed eyebrow as he gives it a thought.

"Maybe ... maybe not," Jeon let out, moving his head to the side as he started to think deeply.

"So what's the plan now?" Yoongi asks, letting out wide clouds of smoke from the smoke he was inhaling.

"This early signal has to be something that backfires while he was there," Jeon predicted.

"It could be anything... the early signal could have many predictions" Jeon walks, his slow steps sounding in the quiet room as his boots hit the tiles.

"It could be demon siblings finding out our actual plan...it could also be something that Sam finds out and is trying to alert us to...it could also be him telling us the change of plans..."

"...It could also be that he is really dead now"

"In all of it... what he's trying to do is tell us something." Jeon stops, moving and speaking everything his mind is ringing about as he is Samin's leader, he knows him better than anyone here.

"But what?" Namjoon asked.

"That's on us to find out," Jeon says.

"And how are we going to do that?" Yoongi asked.

"By changing the plans" Jeon stops in front of his desk, hand inside his pockets as he thinks about what could be done now.

"Our every step has to be cautious now, anything can happen. Anything we're not ready for. Maybe that's what Sam is trying to tell us" Yoongi hummed, nodding his head while Namjoon wordlessly agreed.

"Stay alert" Jeon orders. "Tighten the security around the mansion. Don't let Taehyung and Jimin be out of the mansion alone. Someone always has to be around them"

Jeon moves his body towards the other leader in the room. "You should also tighten your security around the hospital. We don't know what they are going to do so it's safe to be cautious" Namjoon nodded his head, thinking of Seokjin like hell he will ever let anyone come even a hundred steps closer to Seokjin.

"This time... I won't let them win" Jeon grits his teeth, his fist tightening under his pants pockets.

"What if Sam is actually dead?" Yoongi thought out loud, looking at Jeon. "He was our best spy and the close gang member"

Jeon nodded his head, humming. "I have trust in him. Whatever happens, I know he will never disappoint me"

The last conversation with Samin rings in Jeon's head, making his confidence heighten.

"Don't disappoint me"

"Don't worry Jeon... I never disappoint you in my years of working as your spy and I have no intention of ruining my reputation"

He has high expectations.

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Pain.

Gloominess.

Emptiness.

Hoseok was sitting in his room, head perched back on his window where he was sitting with his puffy eyes closed and hands embracing the picture frame against his chest.

The frame holding his and Samin's pictures when they were young and dumb, doing stupid things and having fun without any worries to the world this dangerous where death hovers over your head 24/7.

Small tears of droplets still sliding down Hoseok's cheek, red eyes stinging so much yet no physical pain was greater than the internal pain the male was going through.

Mourning the death of his lover-the lover he wasn't able to spend a long time with as boyfriends, the lover he wasn't able to live longer, the lover he lost already before they could spend their many many anniversaries.

The lover, his heart is screaming over the loss.

A loud sob left Hoseok's heart all the memories of their moments together, which he wasn't able to cherish longer and now already left him alone.

Empty and a life full of pain and longing.

"Why does the one we love the most... give us the most pain?" Hoseok whispers, his eyes still closed and trying to feel the shadow of Samin against his body to feel the comfort.

But nothing was happening, his heart was in so much pain it was almost unbearable.

"Why one moment you're my happy place... but the other moment it makes me claws at my heart because I can't handle this pain" Hoseok cries, his chest jerking badly at the unstoppable sobs leaving in the form of heartbreaking hiccups.

"I can't handle this pain, Sami... I can't.." he opens his eyes, looking down at the frame where Samin had a wide smile on his face. "You're happy when here I am going through shit, you bastard!" He seethed at the picture, anger bubbling inside him from this frustrating pain he wasn't able to handle.

"I fucking hate you!" Hoseok gritted his teeth, tears kept streaming down his face, dropping from his chin on the glass of the frame.

"You said you were capable to fight the world alone then why the fuck you're dead now, huh?! From this mission! A simple fucking mission you couldn't able to win over you fucking loser!" He screamed, letting out all of his frustration, his anger, and his unbearable pain of heartbreak.

"You're a loser! A FUCKING LOSER!" He raised his hand to throw the frame against the wall in utmost anger but his hands stopped in the air with the frame tightly clutching in his hands.

He cried, cried loudly when he secured the frame of Samin's pictures and protected it against his chest by embracing it once again.

Can't do that-can't no matter how hurt or in pain he is.

"Come back.... Please, please come back to me..." Hoseok closed his eyes, crying non-stop. "I love you, Samin... you can't leave me like this... y-you can't" he wails, curling up into a ball of pain.

"I can't live without you Sami... I can't.."

Hoseok had no will, he was losing himself mourning over Samin's death he was losing himself.

"What are you doing here?" Jackson asked, frowning as he saw Minhyuk outside of Hoseok's room, leaning against a wall with closed eyes.

Minhyuk straightened up his posture, looking at Jackon and the male noticed the weird sadness on Minhyuk's face.

"What are you doing outside his room?" Jackson raised his eyebrow, looking at him questioningly.

"Nothing... I was just...just..." Minhyuk stuttered, voice croaked as he looked for answers in his blank mind. "Was just there to see if he was ok" he mumbled.

"By standing outside his room?" Jackson asked in suspicion.

"I couldn't—couldn't go inside," Minhyuk says, looking away. The muffled sounds of Hoseok's crying could be heard outside and Jackson nodded his head in understanding.

"I will go now... see you in the quarters." He sighs before glancing at the door as they hear a heartbreaking cry from there. "I don't think he would be able to come in quarters for a few days," he said, talking about Hoseok, who needs time to calm himself before he can go back to work.

Death is a normal thing in Mafia's, this is the dangerous and cruelest world, after one's death the work doesn't stop. You have to live with that, the loss is an everyday thing, you need to be prepared for death once you enter a mafia.

"Mhm, I hope it gets easier for him. They were goals, man! I feel bad for him" Jackson comments, Hoseok's heartbreaking cries breaking everyone's heart.

The once bubbly, shiny rays of sunshine who always spread happiness around is now so gloomy and with almost no life inside him.

"Sam was my great friend," Jackson sighs.

Minhyuk nodded his head, awkward but he bid his bye and turned to go away from there.

Jackson perked up, suddenly remembering why he was here in the first place. "shit, how am I going to talk when he's like this?" He mumbled to himself.

"I don't have any other choice" he sighs, walking forward to softly knock on the door, the crying stops for a second but he doesn't open the door.

"Hoseok?" Jackson calls for him. "Jeon is asking for you in his office," he informed him.

He doesn't get any answer but Jackson knows he heard him so he leaves with a sigh.

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Hoseok stands straight, hands behind his back, face blank and looking in front with head high up.

He wasn't looking at his leader who was standing in front and leaning his back on the table with his hands folded on his chest, staring at Hoseok who was religiously avoiding any eye contact with him.

The odd thing to do when standing in front of Jeon for Hoseok who never does that as he's one of those gang members who are close to his leader and has been his loyal member for years thus he was allowed to look at Jeon with his head up in the air.

Hoseok's face was blank, empty. There was nothing on his face that could showcase his emotions.

But Jeon's sharp eyes couldn't help but observe his swollen eyes which are deep red, his bitten lips, the slightly wet hair from the front of his which can only be caused by the harsh splashing of water on the face.

"I see that you also know about the news" Jeon speaks up, eyes boring into Hoseok's soul who still didn't dare to move his eyes from somewhere random and not meeting Jeon's.

"I was also in the quarter at that time" Hoseok let out coldly, bitter, his eyes had a weird sharpness and his tone had an odd harshness as he spoke to Jeon.

Jeon frowns at the other's bitter tone but understands the cause of his behavior.

He knows what Hoseok is going through and why he would be angry at Jeon right now.

Jeon stands straight, unfolded his arms, and steps forward, stopping when he stands in front of Hoseok.

"What are you feeling?" The leader had a hint of gentleness in his tone, he tilted his head, staring at Hoseok who wasn't meeting his eyes.

"What do you think I would be feeling right now... Jeon" Hoseok each word was through gritted teeth but his last word was full of rage, fury, and wrath as he finally blinked his eyes towards Jeon, staring at him intensely.

"That you can tell better than me" Jeon shrugged, his hands going inside his pant pockets as he wasn't affected by his tone and letting it go for now as he understands the emotions of the other right now.

Hoseok's fist clenched behind his back, jaw ticking as he had an angry scowl over his face, an emotion that finally broke out from his blank cold expression.

"Nothing..." Hoseok whispers harshly. "I feel nothing" he swallowed, staring daringly at his leader.

"A white Lie" Jeon declared.

Hoseok looks away, clenching his fist. His respect for Jeon was the only thing making him not to scream at the other and blame him for taking Samin away from him, to hit him to do the same the leader has done to Samin.

Throwing him in the pool of death willingly.

Jeon's calmness over this ticks Hoseok's already bubbling rage yet the other closes his eyes and swallows his anger, trying his hardest to calm himself down.

He doesn't want to do something that he will regret later.

He has high respect for his leader.

"So you believed it, I see" Jeon's words made Hoseok open his eyes, his head was sideways and he was still not looking at Jeon when his leader came forward to whisper in his ear.

"You really think Sam is dead?"

Hoseok's head snapped to Jeon, in front as he stared at the older who was now smirking at him, looking at him with his sharp eyes holding thousands of secrets that are hard to predict.

"W-What do you mean?" Hoseok stuttered, Jeon's confident tone made his heart stop for a second.

Jeon tilted his head, smirking as he shook his head at the other's sheer surprise yet the contemplating expression, anticipating his answers.

Jeon tsked as he looked at Hoseok disappointingly. "You have no trust in your leader's skills, Hoseok," he shakes his head.

Jeon turns around, walking arrogantly as he stands in front of his table, back facing Hoseok who was frowning deeply.

"Everyone thinks Sam is dead..." Jeon trailed, he glanced at Hoseok through his shoulder, a wide smirk still adorning his face, like he was proud, like he was confident, like an arrogant mafia.

"Is he really?" He tilted his head, raising his brow at Hoseok when walks to his bar and fills a glass of whisky for himself.

Hoseok breath hitched as he looks wide eyed at the older.

"But...but the blue signal?..." Hoseok let out breathlessly.

"Hmm, what about it?" Jungkook gulped his drink, sipping from it earnestly. Still, the same superiority dancing all over his posture.

"Oh, Hoseok... do you remember who trained Sam?" Jungkook turns around, again leaning his back on the table and smokes dashingly there.

"Jeon," The leader said with great pride in his eyes.

"Jeon trained Sam... one year" Jeon reminiscences. "It took him one year of training from Jeon to become this fierce and sharp" he breathes from the killing stick. "He's my trusted spy for nothing. He's my hard work, my strongest card..." Jeon smirks.

"You think his death would be this easy?" Jeon tsked. "Such a shame if you thought like that" he shakes his head mockingly at Hoseok.

Hoseok's tears finally break free from his eyes. "Y-You mean... you mean that... that..?" He couldn't even finish his sentence from how a clogged up his throat became, painful to even speak.

Jeon didn't answer, eyes holding the same mischief as he smokes arrogantly from the cigar.

"What if the situation gets reversed and our plan backfires?" Sam speaks, frowning as he lets out his thoughts to his leader, standing in his office building and sitting on the couch while the male is in his usual place.

"Anything can happen, we can't depend on this plan. Demon siblings are way smarter than we can predict. I won't be able to inform you about if something goes out of hands"

Jeon hummed, not really saying anything before he turned around and stared at Samin. "That's why I called you here"

Sam raised his eyebrows, he was going to leave for his mission when Jeon called him back to discuss the few matters before he could go.

"I have thought about this before and for that, I have prepared a plan B," Jeon says.

"Plan B?"

Jeon smirks. "Yes, Plan B"

"No... I am not sure"

"But I trust him," The leader declared. "He won't disappoint me"

He's the leader, mafia leader. With thousands of secrets and millions of thoughts in his running head.

Secrets only to keep to himself until the time comes to see the action.

Action—he chooses to play to win.

This time his win will be his destiny.

Without the loss of innocent lives.

Hoseok realizes at that moment that even though there are two more mafia leaders/bosses included in the planning of this war—Jeon was the mastermind of the whole mission.

His eyes hold riddles, mischief, blankets of pride, and arrogance only a mastermind holds who knows something.

Something no one knows but only the leader.

That is something which will be shown in actions in the future when the time comes.

Something to be this confident of his win.

The power.

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The clattering of utensils could be heard in the dining hall where DaeJung and AeChan, specifically the demon siblings, were having their dinner.

"We're leaving tomorrow evening" DaeJung reminded his sister who was taking her piece of meat and chewing on it, her red cherry lips didn't cease to fade from drinking and eating.

She hummed, nodding her head. "I know. Don't worry, I am already planning to finish everything tonight" she winked, a surge of the darkening aura surrounding her mischievous eyes.

DaeJung smirked, shaking his head. "Why even bother? Just let it go." He suggested, honestly, only thinking about their safety, since they can't be caught until they don't fly away from Korea Tomorrow.

"Nah! Can't do that" She smirked, dabbing the napkin on her lips when she was finished with her dinner. "Not after what I found out today" she laughs shortly.

"What?" DaeJung asked with a raised eyebrow, his posture was eerily dominant spitting out of his deep tone.

"The gang who dared to send their spy here was once our target years ago" she informed, the proud glint sparkling in her dark eyes at the excitement of it.

"And guess what? We killed the mother of the leader!" She laughs, finding so much joy in it.

DaeJung raised an eyebrow, nodding his head. Don't even remember it but the information is joyful, satisfying.

"So he's getting revenge?" AeChan nodded her head, laughing.

"The audacity"

"That peanut of a gang now going to get revenge from the world's largest mafia, it's so amusing" her laugh was so full of darkness, evilness, heartless and ruthless.

"So to teach him a lesson to never dare even think of doing it again...", she smirked, scooting closer and whispering in an excited, ruthless tone. "I am going to kill his lover tonight"

DaeJung laughs. "You're amazing"

"I know right? The look of devastation on his face will be the most satisfaction I will get in this tour back to Korea" She laughs, picking up her glass of alcohol and sipping from it arrogantly.

"Whatever you do, just make sure they will be out of the picture," DaeJung instructed. "We won't be going from here on our private jet this time because the security is tight and I don't want to take any risk." He gulped down his alcohol as well.

"We will be taking our boat tomorrow so finish everything tonight"

"Do not worry, after his lover's death he will be too devastated to do anything and when he will be done mourning over his death we will already be outside of Korea or maybe killing our next target" She was grinning, wide and full of confidence as he chugged down the whole glass of wine in one go.

"I will go there as well, to see our best shooter killing his lover and to see his face, Can't miss that" she laughs.

DaeJung nodded his head. "Whatever suits you, I will be handling other matters so I won't come. Be careful" he instructed.

"Take extra guards with you," he suggested. "Don't take anyone lightly, we don't know what they can do," he reminded her.

AeChan's eyebrow twitched.

"Don't worry, I know how to take care of myself" she said this time, with a voice cold and orderly.

Your brother is the real leader here! You're a baby lion cub with your big scary brother behind to protect you.

Such a shame, can't even protect yourself and you call yourself a demon? It's so funny!

Her fist tightened under the table, face sharpening and jaw clenching.

"I know, still it's better to be safe" he frowned at her weird behavior, and the surprise was this wasn't the first time, she has been behaving like this for a few days.

"You don't have to worry about it! I am not weak or inexperienced" she gritted her teeth defensively.

Sam's voice, his mocking words, his offensive tone ringing in her head continuously.

"What is it? Why every time this topic comes up you get defensive and angry?" He asked this time, too confused by her odd reaction to his warnings when before she used to obey without any protest.

"I am not defensive. All I am saying is that you don't need to tell or advise me anything. I know what to do and how to do it, I don't need your unwanted help!" She slammed her fist on the table, knocking over the glass as the fury bubbled in her system.

A weak sister who needs her brother to protect her from scary mans awww baby AeChannie~

The red strings formed in her eyes as the sheer rage took over her.

"AeChan"

DaeJung's warning tone, the dominance that radiated from his words was meant to calm her down but AeChan took that wrong—wrong because Sam's words had corrupted her mind and she thinks that whatever the male said was true.

DaeJung is trying to be the only leader here and making her obey his orders.

Which she won't accept, no matter what.

She's the leader here as well.

Do you think these guards here listen to you because they are scared of you?

They are here because they are following your brother's order! They are scared of him! Never you, hell even I am not scared of you!

"Don't order me around! I am not one of your minions!" She seethed and abruptly stood up, throwing the chair back, and sharply turned around to walk away from here with her pencil heels ticking at the tile floor.

"Aechan!" DaeJung yelled her name, ordering her to come back but she didn't, she walked out of the dining hall with furious steps.

DaeJung frowned.

She never reacts like that, what happens suddenly? What causes her to get so furious?

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Seokjin was smiling, a soft secret smile as he was staring at the certain male fussing over something he thought wasn't more important than ogling over the doctor.

Namjoon was packing his things which doesn't have so many things that he was pretending to be settling just to be present in the same air as Seokjin to spend a little bit more than time.

He was already half an hour more on duty to Seokjin than the usual time, his sessions timing were increasing day by day because as days passed by its getting harder to leave Seokjin here alone.

Well, it wasn't any better with the patient as well who has been feeling way too comfortable and clingy with Namjoon as he was spending more time with him on a daily basis, getting progressive in his traumatic situation, getting more better to handle it now than he was when he woke up from the three years of coma.

And just as he was getting better thus the glimpse of memories coming back to him on daily basis as well from spending so much time with Namjoon.

He now knew the older meant a bit too much to him than he thought from this neverending connection and their weird close bonding where he won't let anyone touch him other than Taehyung and now Namjoon as well in the list now and the memories that whirl around him all day at random times just proves his prediction.

"So I am going now." Namjoon at last doesn't have anything to fuss around in hopes of staying here a bit longer. "If you need anything you know I am there, hm?" Namjoon walks forward to sit on the giving stool beside Seokjin's bed and squeeze the patient's hands with his signature dimple smile.

Suddenly, the flash of grey, blue, and red pictures was seen behind Seokjin's eyes who was now used to these flashbacks that trigger from a simple thing happening again that already did in the past.

I will always be there for you, Jin-ah. Let's be the best and worst of us together

Seokjin frowned at the slight sting that occur from the flashbacks and Namjoon noticed, scooting closer to look at the other worriedly.

"Was it the memories again?" He asked, Seokjin always shares his figment of memories with him, helping the psychiatrist with his situation.

Seokjin nodded, the other hand coming to his temple to lightly massage his hurting area where a slight headache was forming.

"Don't force it, Jin. Just calm yourself" Namjoon instructed as he sees the other male squeezing his eyes shut to see more of the flashbacks and hear the voices clearly that was ringing in his head.

Seokjin hummed distractingly like he wasn't even listening to him.

"Seokjin" Namjoon's warning tone which he rasps out in his deep tone with a slight squeeze of his hold on Seokjin's hand brought the other back to the present.

"I told you it's really dangerous if you force it" Namjoon frowned, scolding the other in his gentle tone now.

"But it was something new" Seokjin reasons out, he used to have many flashbacks but they are sometimes the same he already saw before.

"We were at someplace?" Seokjin cut out whatever he saw in random words. "It looks like we were fighting" he declared.

"Fighting?" Namjoon gulped when Seokjin nodded his head.

As long as the mafia remembers they only had one big fight and that too is where he told Seokjin he was a mafia leader.

It means Seokjin's memories from the last day they saw each other is slowly coming back as his situation, the damage of that night was ceasing as he was getting better at handling it, his mind was not allowing him before that day happenings because of his trauma but now slowly it's coming back.

Listen to me, Jin!

What is there to listen, Namjoon! Nothing is there to talk about now! Leave me alone!

Seokjin opens his eyes frowning, hissing at the pain. "Did we have a big argument?" He asked, looking at Namjoon who's face was now blank as he stare at Seokjin, avoiding the eye contact when he heard his question.

"It looks like I was really mad at you," Seokjin says. "What you did that I was telling you to never come after me?" His voice was teasing as he looks at Namjoon who swallowed hard.

"It's like I am breaking up with you" He predicted from the bits of flashes he sees, they were standing, He was crying, Namjoon was begging, they were fighting somewhere in the middle of the alley of some quiet or dark place he can't see all clearly.

"Don't tell me you cheated on me" Seokjin raised his eyebrow at Namjoon, his stare was sharp as he guessed their situation, from his point of you he was hating on Namjoon for some reason, and the word betrayal he listen made him guess, this might be the situation.

Namjoon's head snapped towards him, looking at him with a baffled face. "what? No!" He refused immediately.

"Why would I do that? I would never do that!" He looks at Seokjin in disbelief.

"I don't know but from what I can see and hear it was like this I can't believe you betrayed me like this or I can't believe you are... you are something that is muffled so I can't hear what I said" Seokjin lines out his doubt, still looking at Namjoon with squinting eyes.

"I-It's nothing like that" he avoided looking at the other male who was looking at him with detective's eyes.

"So what did we have a big fight for?" Seokjin asked curiously.

"Just wait, you will find it out yourself," Namjoon told him with a firm tone.

Seokjin huffed, already used to Namjoon declining every time he asked about their past.

"So it's confirmed we were in a relationship. Where were you all these years? Why haven't you tried to find me when I was missing?" Seokjin bombarded him with questions.

Namjoon sighs. "We were not official. You left me hanging on our date" He complained, avoiding the topic of where he told him the truth and because of that they weren't official.

"Why?"

"You wanted me to try harder. Talk about being stubborn" the mafia rolls his eyes.

Seokjin smiles, proud of himself. He knew he was really adamant back then, and wouldn't give anyone a chance to date him just like that until they didn't earn his permission to ask him out and be worthy of his charm.

"So you got tired at the end and I saw you with someone else, is that why I was mad?" He guessed once again, the only thing he could think of after the flashbacks is that Namjoon had cheated on him or at least tried to do that. That's why he said why did you betray me like this.

Namjoon tsked, his jaw tightening as he shook his head. "Stop using your head for these stupid thoughts. They are all bullshit, If I was tired of courting you then I wouldn't be here right now"

"Understandable" Seokjin hummed.

Just then there was a knock on his hospital room and both heads turned towards it when the male nurse came inside.

"Oh, Dr. Kim? You're still here?" He asked, standing at the entrance, confused when he saw the male who should have gone almost an hour ago still here in the room.

"Um yeah, I was just going" he breathed out, awkward but picked his bag and was going to walk away when he felt a tug.

Namjoon looks back to see Seokjin holding onto his hand and looking at him with his eyes, desperate and chewing on his bottom lip harshly.

"What's wrong?" He asked, seeing the other's fear-filled eyes.

"Stay"

The male nurse came forward to change his IV tube, glancing at both of them with searching eyes.

Namjoon heard the urgency in his tone and when the mafia saw Seokjin glancing at the male nurse with his eyes wide filled with fear he frowned.

That's when he heard Taehyung's voice.

Hyung feels the most comfortable with you.

Suddenly the protectiveness seeps through his veins and he turns around, facing the male nurse who was staring at them and he steps forward to cover Seokjin's body from the nurse's eyes.

The mafia folded his hands against his chest and he glared at the nurse. When he feels Seokjin bunching up his coat from the back he senses something wrong is happening behind his back inside the room with Seokjin.

He felt rage bubbling in his system, jaw ticking, veins from both forehead and neck close to popping up, Seokjin's fear-filled eyes itching in his head.

"Your name?" He asked, now that he sees the male nurse is not one of the people he selected to treat Seokjin, he personally chose a trusted medical team to look after his Seokjin to ensure his safety and that nurse wasn't one of them.

"Bi-yoon," the male nurse said.

"Who sends you here? I don't remember selecting you" his voice was cold, demanding, and aura dominant.

"I was replaced by Haechan. He was sick so they chose me for his place" the male nurse replied, his answers were learned perfectly.

"Who permitted this? Why wasn't I informed about it?" Namjoon walked closer, towering over Bi-Yoon with his sharp eyes glaring dangerously at the nurse.

"Who are you?" He whispers closer to Bi-Yoon, demanding answers in a hushed tone so Seokjin can't hear them.

"I-I told you I am a nurse—"

"You don't even know how to change the IV tube" Namjoon cuts him off as he pointed at what he was doing and held the tube on the wrong side. "How can you be a trusted nurse?"

Bi-Yoon gulped, swallowing and Namjoon saw him sweating in front of his eyes.

The mafia clenched his fist as he stepped back and looked away. "Leave" he muttered coldly, his voice harsh and full of dominance.

"Now," Namjoon said loudly, now openly glaring at him with his hard eyes.

Bi-Yoon nods his eyes and shakily steps forward to walk outside.

Namjoon takes out his phone and dials a number, when it is picked up he speaks in a hushed tone. "Take him" after the desired answer he saw the supposed nurse leaving the room and he knew the guards outside would handle the matter now.

The mafia turns around and watches as Seokjin curls up onto himself and looks at certain places with unfocused eyes.

He sits on the stool again and touches Seokjin's hands in hopes to grab his attention but the latter flinches at it.

"Hey, it's me," The doctor assured the other.

"Did he do something?" Namjoon asked, changing his position to sit on the edge of the bed instead to be close to Seokjin who now looks down.

"Jin?" Namjoon scooted closer, his finger reaching to be placed under Seokjin's chin to push his head up and the mafia saw the pool of tears in his eyes.

"What did he do?" He asked, gentle and comforting as he slowly cups the other cheek and caresses his under-eye area.

"I feel pathetic" Seokjin muttered shakily, closing his eyes as his lower lip quivers.

"What made you think like that?" Namjoon asked further, his other hand intertwining with Seokjin's to caress his knuckles.

"I can't even defend myself," Seokjin let out in a small tone.

"Did he touch you?" Namjoon asked, edgy and on the verge of killing that fake nurse with rage burning inside him.

Seokjin didn't reply, his silence on his question gave Namjoon his answer.

"I couldn't stop him..." Seokjin let out a small sob. "It's so fucking pathetic that I froze and... and he...", he trailed, couldn't speak anymore.

"Why didn't you tell me about it?" The mafia asked, his other hand now also cupping his cheek and wiping the tears that slipped from his eyes.

"Did he threaten you?" He helps him to explain the situation better.

Seokjin nodded.

"How long has it been happening?" Namjoons edged more forward until he was almost hugging Seokjin.

"He came yesterday after you left and... and he was saying.. saying weird things and coming too close to me." Seokjin started, trembling.

"I tried to push the emergency button b-but he wouldn't let me do that... I-I was frozen, and couldn't do anything... it reminds me of when..." Seokjin stops and starts crying.

The incident remind me of his past when he was getting molested. The nurse took advantage of his situation and tried to harass him.

Namjoon wrapped his arms around the male and pushed him against his chest.
"It's fine, you don't have to say anything. I promise you won't see him here ever again, hm?" He assured him.

He calmed the other down with his gentle, careful caresses while embracing him against his chest.

"I will make sure nothing like this ever happens again" the mafia promised.

Seokjin believed him, he did because right now if he trusts someone more than anything in this world with his safety is Namjoon.

He feels the deep connection with the other, the beautiful feelings that bloom in him after slowly remembering bits of his past.

It's almost like he knew the other by heart, he doesn't know why they broke up if they were this close and he can't wait to remember the reason behind their split.

Maybe, they can fix it and start over again.

Maybe, he will give Namjoon a second chance by forgetting everything that happened in the past.

Because Namjoon had proven to him many times of his sincerity and genuine love in his eyes, Seokjin really can imagine them together.

And tonight in this show of genuine care and protectiveness, Seokjin can admittedly say that Namjoon is his safe place.

He feels at ease when the latter is with him, so protected and loved, cherished even after the horrible incident.

Maybe, when he gets truly healed he will give them both a chance to start something beautiful.

And this time he decides he won't waste time and tries hard to get it, because he doesn't want to make the latter wait longer than he already made him do.

"Namjoon?" The doctor hummed and pulled away from the warm embrace.

"When will I get discharged? I can already walk now" He asked.

"Maybe in two days, I will talk to your doctor," Namjoon said, pushing away Seokjin's hair falling over his eyes behind his ear delicately.

"I just want to get out. I don't feel safe here" he muttered, fidgeting with his fingers.

"I will talk to him, don't worry" he wiped under his eyes for the remaining tears and smiled at him.

"Take rest" he pats his cheek, squeezing his hand assuringly.

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"Petal, you had to take this seriously!"

Jungkook's voice boomed into the underground training area as he took a step back from the other male.

Taehyung giggles under his breath, trying to control his laughter.

"Petal" Jungkook sighs, rubbing his face as he breathes out, trying to calm his anger and tone down his worry.

He walked forward and grabbed his arms, looking at him with a dead serious face. "Stop laughing," he says sternly.

"It's serious, you have to learn this," he said calmly, looking at Taehyung.

"But it's so hard," Taehyung pouts.

Jungkook nods, swallowing his irritation. "I know, it's hard. But you had to try, yeah? Please cooperate with me, at least learn defense techniques for today, ok?" He tried to negotiate.

"Can we do that tomorrow?" Taehyung said, acting cute to melt the other into agreeing with him.

Jungkook sighs, rubbing his temple. "I think you can't see the urgency I am trying to make you learn this!" He said, using his loud voice, not trying to control himself anymore.

"This is important, Taehyung! For god's sake!" Taehyung flinched at the other's yelling.

"At least learn how to defend if the situation comes and I am not there to protect you! Please!" Jungkook's whole posture was tense and desperate.

The stress was taking over him and Taehyung not cooperating is fueling up his tension.

Taehyung looks down. "Don't yell," he said faintly.

Guilt corrupted the mafia's heart.

Jungkook sighed for the ninth time, closing his eyes and calming himself before he went forward and embraced Taehyung tightly against him.

"I am sorry" he apologized and nuzzled Taehyung's crook of the neck.

"I am just scared" The mafia let out, the meeting with his mission partners had doubted the mafia for his lover's safety.

For some odd reason, his instincts are warning him from every corner, making him paranoid about little things.

Fear rises in his system and that's all for Taehyung thus his sudden desperate need to make sure his petal knows how to protect himself and learn defense techniques.

"Why?" Taehyung asked, nuzzling his face in his shoulder while his hands wrapped around his boyfriend's torso.

"We're working on a mission right now" Jungkook decides to warn Taehyung, he pulls away from the hug. "It's really important and really dangerous" he cups Taehyung's cheeks, leaning forward to kiss his forehead gently.

"I will make sure nothing happens to you but this is a mafia world, In case something happens and there's a situation you're alone and I am not there to protect you at least you would know enough to defend yourself" he explains his worries.

"I want you to learn these techniques, how to fight, to protect yourself. They are basic ways, small but effective, I would be at ease to know you know these things" Jungkook whispers, voice gentle.

"Is it that dangerous?" Taehyung asked, now scared.

Jungkook nodded his head. "It can be"

Taehyung looks down, biting his lips before he perked up and looks at his lover. "What about you?" The new fear rose inside him.

"Don't worry about me", he reassured him.

"No! What do you mean not to worry about you?! If it's dangerous I won't let you go anywhere!" Taehyung said firmly, looking at him with a serious voice.

"I am the leader—"

"I don't fucking care!" Taehyung shouts.

"They are the reason Maa is not here with me" Jungkook whispers out, staring at Taehyung who has become speechless. "They are your father's killer, your brother's molesters, they are monsters!" The mafia seethed.

"You want me to cower away at the last moment when I am finally this close to ending them? To take my revenge—to give justice to our families?" Jungkook gritted his teeth, almost yelling.

"Don't you want to give justice to your brother?"

Taehyung shakes his head, tears pooling in his eyes as he speaks. "If it has even a slight danger of your life then I don't want it"

"I don't want to have justice by sacrificing another one's life who's my life now!" Taehyung speaks out loudly, grabbing Jungkook's arms who looks at him in disbelief.

"I don't want to lose you!" Taehyung shouts.

"You're not going anywhere! Do you hear me, Jungkook? You're not going anywhere!" He glared at his lover.

"You can't stop me," Jungkook said with his empty voice, looking at Taehyung blankly.

"My mother deserves justice! Her killer deserves the punishment and I promised her dying body! I promised her!" Jungkook steps back.

"I will kill them all without any mercy! Kill them the way they took her away from me like a fucking game!"

"And what about you?! What if you get hurt in the middle of it! What would I do without you, Jungkook!" Taehyung steps forward, again grabbing Jungkook's arms tightly.

"You want me to be like you! To lose you too! Would your mother want that? Would she like it if you get hurt or worse killed in the middle of all this!!" Taehyung shouts as well, tears already rolling down his cheeks.

"Shush" Jungkook placed his finger on Taehyung's lips.

"Nothing will happen to me. I trained myself for years. I did all of this for this mission and I am prepared. I am prepared to take my revenge." Jungkook wipes away Taehyung's tears. "no one can stop me from giving my mother justice"

"But Jung-"

"It was her last wish" a tear slipped from Jungkook's eyes.

Taehyung pressed his forehead to Jungkook who spoke with his shaky voice. "She begged me, petal...she begged me to punish everyone who had caused her life to be hell"

"How can I disappoint her? How can I not fulfill her last wish while she had given me everything" Taehyung cried, shaking his head.

"I will never forgive you if you won't come back to me alive, I will hate you forever!" Taehyung breaks down, his hands lunging forward to curl around Jungkook's neck as he hugs him tightly.

Jungkook nodded his head. "I can't take your hate so I will definitely come back alive"

"Just take away this worry from me, please learn this seriously" Jungkook breathes in his neck, begging him almost.

Taehyung cried, sniffling in Jungkook's neck and after a while nodding his head.

"Promise me you'll come back to me. Promise me you won't let anyone hurt you... Promise me" Taehyung cups his cheeks.

"I promise" Jungkook pecks his lips, letting his lips linger there for a while to comfort his lover.

"I have been through these situations a lot of times, you don't have to worry about me, hm?" Taehyung opens his eyes.

"No matter how experienced you are, you can't ever know when will be your last breath" Taehyung mumbled, nuzzling his nose in Jungkook's neck and embracing him tightly.

"I will learn anything for you if you will protect yourself, giving justice to your mother shouldn't be your last thing, I am here now as well and you've to take steps knowing someone back at home is waiting for your arrival"

Jungkook smiles, kissing Taehyung's head and hugging him tightly.

"Let's start, we don't have much time. You need to learn as many techniques as you can"

Taehyung nods, pulling away and wiping his tears. "Let's get this fucking over with!" He said a newfound determination seeps into him.

Jungkook kisses his lips lovingly. "I love you"

"I fucking love you more"

Jungkook gets behind Taehyung and lets out his gun as he headlock him, placing the pistol on his temple. "Ok here's how to get away from this situation"

And here starts his defense training from the dangerous mafia himself being his tutor.

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You think you'll tell me this and I will happily accept you like it's nothing!

Please, Jin listen to me first

There's nothing to listen to now!

You can't leave me like this!

I can't accept you!

Seokjin squirmed, his eyes closed and body fudging, the harsh flashes of his past remaining running inside his sleepy state in a form of a dream.

I didn't betray you! I told you about myself before we starts something beautiful

I can't believe you would hide this big thing from me!

His eyeballs moved under his closed eyes, his fist unconsciously bunching up the sheets and his head lolling side by side as sweat started to pool around his forehead like pearls.

Leave me alone!

I can't live without you, Jin!

And I can't live with a person like you!

The heart monitor starts beeping loudly, small whimpers fall from his open mouth as a nightmare of his dream runs behind his closed eyes while the whole world is in dreamland.

You expect me to accept you after this huh?! What do you expect from me!

I want to tell you something.

Bit by bit all of his short images come to the right places to fill up the empty places of his forgotten memories and suddenly comes the main reason he was all too curious about for a long time.

The reason for their big fight.

He hears Namjoon's voice in his head with a clear picture of them sitting in the restaurant for their date, with a romantic setup.

I am a mafia leader

There reveals the last bit of the truth and...

Seokjin sucks a sharp breath as his eyes open widely with tears rolling down his cheeks.

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There you go! Hope you enjoyed this update!

Seokjin memories are back! Let's see what he will do now 👀

Love you guys! Thanks for your kind and utmost patience towards me 🥺🤍

~bunnies~