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"can anybody tell me why the simyeon gang isn't doing shit?" hoseok asked in a dark and angry voice as his hand occasionally tapped the table.

all seven were sitting at a table, staying hidden in the archives to make sure there weren't any spies. it was dark and dusty, but it was also quiet and safe – the perfect spot.

"it's very odd, I am also curious about it." yoongi added. "I'm afraid they're planning something big... and very unexpected."

"did that crazy girl beat up the three of you like that?" hoseok asked eyeing the guys.

"no... she was with jackson, the barman dude from my place." taehyung responded with his head down. "sorry for not telling you about going there, but we weren't fully sure if the room in the basement was their little hideout, we wanted to make sure we were correct beforehand."

"they weren't expecting to see us there... we ended up winning and they decided to run away." jimin explained.

"and?" hoseok looked them in the eyes. "what did you get out of it?"

"we wanted to follow them... but we lost sight of them." taehyung whispered.

hoseok punched the table loudly, startling everyone who sat around it. he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and noticed yoongi who was trying to calm him down.
"relax... it's not a big deal." he said.

"I think the only thing we have left to do is always be prepared." yoongi spoke up. "we don't know when the simyeon gang will strike and what they can do. they're strong... so we all need to watch out and stay safe. never go anywhere alone."

"won't we do anything?" namjoon asked.

"we won't attack without an immaculate plan." yoongi answered and stood up. "you guys are wounded so visit the nurse and take a rest if you want. practice daily and... drink lots of water."

"jin, come with me to the office." hoseok gestured him to come forward. "I need you to check something on my computer."

as taehyung and jungkook were walking in the hallway towards the elevator, jungkook abruptly stopped and dragged taehyung behind some wall.
the elder was surprised by such move and gave jungkook a weird glance.
"what are you doing?"

"taehyung... I'm sorry." jungkook whispered, biting his lip nervously. "I... I couldn't hold myself and..."

"say it."

"I went out to see yeona."

taehyung grabbed jungkook by his shoulders and pinned him to the wall in anger.
"are you crazy?!" he yelled. "what the fuck, kook?! I'm not as mad about her as much as I am mad about you going there alone at night!"

"I'm sorry, but—"

"but what?! what?!" he shook him by the shoulders. "what can justify your actions? you could've gotten killed, nobody knew where you were and ugh! why couldn't you have told me?!"

"because you wouldn't have let me go!" jungkook yelled back. "and I had to see her. you told me you understood me, but you clearly didn't. you don't know what it's like, so I couldn't hold myself."

"I–" taehyung exhaled loudly and rubbed his eyes in frustration. "listen, I partially do understand because when I saw you after thinking you were dead for a year I was scared, but I wished to see you again more than anything... talk to you and apologize... but you know the situation, you shouldn't have done this."

"nothing happened!" jungkook let out a little smile. "we didn't even spend much time together because we both knew it's dangerous, but holding each other for once and hearing each other's voices isn't illegal, is it?"

"jungkook..."

"you know, you know how much I love her and how desperate I was to find her." jungkook's eyes filled with tears. "I still haven't asked how she has been living all this time, what does she do and how she ended up in the simyeon gang... there's so much I wish to know, but can't and it's killing me, knowing she is so close."

"I'm sure you'll get to talk to her once this ends." taehyung came up to jungkook and wiped his tears. "listen, i'm sorry for getting so mad, but you should also understand that I'm worried. please don't cry."

"you're the only person I trust and love most and you're the closest... I wanted to share this with you." he sobbed.

"thank you for sharing it, but... promise me that from now on you'll never go out without at least telling me." taehyung let out a little smile. "I promised to love you and that means I promised to care for you as well."

"alright, alright..." jungkook took a deep breath and gave taehyung a hug.

"you really trust her?" taehyung questioned.

"it truly is her and we both trust each other." he replied.

they hugged for another moment or two in that dark hallway. jungkook was happy that taehyung understood and accepted him meanwhile taehyung's conscience ate him inside out. he felt bad for not fully trusting yeona, he felt like she was tricking jungkook and that jungkook will be used for their plan to attack.
and as much as taehyung hoped it was simply his trust issues, he couldn't help it.

they parted ways – jungkook went to his office to rest while taehyung went downstairs to practice his skills in the practice room.
he felt out of it today. jungkook's confession threw him off track and he just couldn't get rid of the negative thoughts that occupied his mind. he believed shooting could help.

but he came too quick to conclusions.

"I knew I smelled roaches in this room." taehyung scoffed as he noticed jimin, who was practicing his knife throwing skills.

"that's rich coming from somebody who looks like one." jimin responded quietly, but loud enough for taehyung to hear.

taehyung rolled his eyes and picked out a gun to shoot with. he loaded it with bullets and hung up the target poster.
"listen." taehyung spoke before shooting. "I'm very stressed right now, so let's pretend we're alone and ignore each other."

"I was planning on doing that anyways, luv." jimin smiled fakely and rolled his eyes before throwing three knives at a time and missing the target by a couple millimeters.

they stayed silent, the only sound was the sound of bullets and knives filling up the room. when taehyung ran out of bullets, and reached for a refill, he stopped.
"did you actually fuck jungkook in a threesome?"

"what about it?" jimin didn't look at taehyung and kept on throwing knives.

"nothing. just wondering."

jimin suddenly stopped and turned around, meeting the younger's eyes.
"is it because you can't see me topping... or are you jealous?" he smirked.

"jealous of what? your split ends? I think we both know jungkook likes my dick more." taehyung rolled his eyes and loaded the gun.

"jungkook likes being submissive... and ironically, I also know that is a guilty pleasure of yours..." he chuckled. "I do prefer a submissive jungkook over dominant... but the way he acts when he tops... crazy."

jimin froze upon hearing how taehyung's loaded gun was pointed into his direction. jimin looked into taehyung's eyes and then at the gun which pointed right at him.

"stay away from jungkook, luv." he gave out a fake smile.

"I know you two are in a relationship, so am I, okay?" jimin gave taehyung a weird look, telling him this entire conversation was a joke. taehyung pointed the gun at the target and shot right in the middle without looking.

"what was even the point of this conversation?" he asked.

"I don't know." jimin responded. "and don't worry, I'm not planning on fucking jungkook, he's yours. I have two handsome men who can do 'miracles' and that's enough for me."

"that's good. or else—"

"or else what?" jimin placed down the knives with anger and came up to tae. "listen up, mr. im-depressed-cuz-i-killed-my-boyfriend, I don't give a fuck what you do, but don't you dare threaten me in any way. even as a joke. I won't hesitate to use those knives on your ass."

"even if you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't." he said. "jungkook wouldn't allow it."

"aww, please." he scoffed. "you really think I'd need jungkook's permission to fuck somebody up? I could see us being friends if you weren't such a bitch."

jimin grabbed his coat from the hanger and moved to the exit.
"don't use the knives you might accidentally stab yourself."

jungkook really had to hook up with him? taehyung thought to himself.
... well at least he's better than minseok.

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