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"he's gained back his consciousness." jimin said and called over jungkook who was preparing tea for tae.

"taehyung? can you hear me?" jungkook waved his hands over the laying body.

the first thing taehyung felt after waking up was the awful pain that stroke his shoulder. this entire body was in pain. he instantly remembered what had happened and rubbed the back of his head.
jimin and jungkook stood over him, waiting for taehyung to say something.

"are you alright? how's your shoulder?" jungkook asked more questions, worrying about his lover's well-being.

"I'm alright... kind of." taehyung responded in a raspy voice and tried sitting up. "my shoulder hurts like hell."

"I got the bullet out." jimin spoke nonchalantly. "you won't be able to normally use your hand for about a week, that's for sure. our lab created some great painkillers recently, so I'll give you some of those later, in case the pain becomes intolerable."

"damn, park jimin, are you a doctor?" taehyung asked with a chuckle.

"I just know how to treat such wounds, especially after having a similar injury." jimin replied and brought over a chair for himself to sit in.
jungkook placed himself comfortably on the couch next to taehyung.

"you provoked her, didn't you?" jungkook remarked. "you know they're all crazy there in the simyeon gang, you should've been more careful."

"I think she would've hurt me just as bad even if I stayed silent." taehyung said.

"why didn't you tell us she was here with you?" jimin questioned sternly. "what if we weren't close by when she shot your shoulder?"

"very irresponsible of you, tae." jungkook gave him an angry glance and brought over the cup with tea.

"I know, I know." taehyung exhaled and took the cup. "I am sorry, but I seriously underestimated her. she's much stronger and smarter than I expected her to be."

"that's exactly what we talked about! we warned you." jungkook exclaimed loudly. he wanted to scold taehyung further, but noticed something that made him stop. "goodness, did she choke you?"
jungkook let his fingers gently glaze across taehyung's neck which had red marks all over it.

"I wonder if the simyeon gang only has mentally ill people. minseok and now her... she wanted to choke me twice." taehyung explained.

"who knows..." jimin leaned on the chair and exhaled.
jungkook went over to grab a special cream that treats bruises and pulled taehyung closer to cover his neck with it.

"did you get any information from her?" jungkook asked hopelessly, thinking they've failed the mission.

"not exactly, but I did discover a few interesting things." taehyung spoke up. "she knew we were after her, just like minseok somehow knew you were alive, they know everything and now I finally understood how – they have spies everywhere."

"wait... why didn't we think of that earlier? gosh!" jimin yelled out in frustration. "that makes so much sense now!"

"you're telling me some people in our gang are also spies?" jungkook asked in shock.

"exactly. even some random people on the streets may be them." taehyung took a sip of the tea jungkook made and cleared his throat. "I don't think we will be able to get rid of them or find out who is normal and who's a spy. instead, we need to find a way to plan and discuss things so that nobody from the simyeon gang would know."

"we'll have to start meeting up in secret... or even create some code for us to use." jungkook suggested.

"we can discuss that later, I need to inform everyone first." jimin stood up and placed the chair back where it originally was.

"ask jin to do a background research on a person named jackson wang... I think he might be a member of the simyeon gang." taehyung told jimin.

"jackson?!" jungkook yelled out.

"what does that person have to do with anything?" jimin questioned.

"he's somebody I know... and he works here as a barman so I should know who to stay away from."

"alright... jungkook stay here with taehyung, I'll go inform everybody." jimin said before opening the door and leaving taehyung's changing room.

"jackson?!?!? there's no way!!!" jungkook raised his voice and looked at taehyung with big eyes.

"I wish I was mistaken, but I saw the crescent moon tattoo on the back of his arm..." taehyung laid back down on the couch, letting his head meet the soft pillows underneath. "we'll know for sure after jin checks him."

"you truly can't trust anyone around you..." jungkook exhaled and laid his head on taehyung's exposed chest, letting himself listen to the faint sound of his heartbeat as his chest went up and down every time he breathed.
"I got really scared when I saw you on the floor next to a puddle of blood. I thought she shot your chest."

"she actually wanted to shoot me in the head..." taehyung chuckled. "but what matters now is that I'm alive."

"I don't want to let you go alone anywhere. I want to be there for you whenever you're in danger." jungkook mumbled quietly.

"I can take care of myself, kook, don't worry about me."

"says you with a wounded shoulder and chocking marks all over your neck." jungkook rose up and gave taehyung a look, only to see that the elder's eyes were closed.
"does it hurt too much? should I bring painkillers?"

"no... just stay with me." taehyung grabbed jungkook's hand and squeezed it tightly, making jungkook let out a little smile. "now that we're alone..." taehyung's eyes suddenly opened. "tell me about that threesome jimin mentioned."

"wh–" jungkook immediately thought of how to run from the question. "then you tell me who the fuck janesser is."

"was. he's kind of dead." taehyung finished his tea and jungkook took it away, placing it on the table. "but if you're so shy to talk about it, I'll talk about janesser first, then you'll have to tell me about the threesome."

"deal." jungkook exhaled. "how did he die though?"

"he always came to the strip club to watch my performances, he payed me the biggest tips and offered to pay big money to stay with me for one night." taehyung explained calmly. "I obviously refused... until one day. I had another bad encounter with minseok, I was on bad terms with yoongi... I was just so frustrated and on top of that, I needed money. that day janesser was in the club, so I gave in."

"I'm sorry you had to go through this..." jungkook frowned.

"don't think I willingly let him do things to me... I had a couple drinks with him... and I don't know... but I came back to my senses in time and pushed him off. he was drunk and that's the only thing that saved me because he was quite strong and could've raped me." taehyung bit his lip nervously.

"i can't believe that guy!" jungkook exclaimed. "if only I was there—"

"you were still recovering at that time so—"

"actually I recovered quite quickly and spent the rest of that time spying on you." jungkook confessed quietly.

"i— seriously?" taehyung laughed, filling up the room with a pleasant and loud sound. "goodness, jungkook, why? I thought I was hallucinating. if you wouldn't have stopped I'd probably be in a mental asylum by now."

"at first I wanted to find a way to make you suffer... but then I just started worrying for you and your well-being." jungkook leaned back on the couch. "I started to pity you after seeing bruises on your body and the sorrowful expression on your face."

"but any and all obstacles that you overcome make you stronger. so I should even thank you." taehyung responded with a chuckle.

"I'm sorry... because of me you practically started... selling your body to other men." jungkook lowered his head.

"hey..." taehyung sat up and placed his hand on jungkook's shoulder. "let's not forget that none of this would've happened if I didn't stab you in the first place. I deserve this."

"goodness, we keep on blaming ourselves whenever we discuss this topic." jungkook playfully rolled his eyes. "let's just not talk about it. yes, it was a big thing that affected us both, but I think it'd be better if we forget about it and never mention it again. it's in the past."

"well, then." taehyung's hand slid down jungkook's arm. "now that we both 'forgot' about that, why don't you tell me about the threesome now."

"why are you so curious about it?" jungkook blushed.
he felt shy talking to taehyung about it and didn't know what interested taehyung so much.

"fine, you don't have to tell me the details... but did you bottom?" taehyung asked. "I never had a threesome I'm just curious."

"hoseok and I both topped jimin... the first time which was three years ago, but in the recent one I bottomed." jungkook looked down at his fingers, feeling taehyung's stare on him.

"damn, I wish I was there to witness it."

"stop!" jungkook playfully hit taehyung's shoulder and the elder screamed in pain. "oh god!!! I'm so sorry I forgot—"

"it's fine." taehyung laughed. "but wow, you really let yourself get topped by park jimin?"

"don't forget how I made you choke on my dick back in my office a month ago." jungkook pulled taehyung closer by his hair, grabbing a handful of it tightly. "or do I need to remind you?"

"yeah you probably do. for how long did jimin say I won't be able to use my hand? a week? lemme set a reminder—" taehyung was about to try and escape jungkook's grip, but couldn't.

"I wasn't serious." jungkook whispered.

"well I was." as soon as taehyung finished his sentence, jungkook pulled him in for a kiss, their lips colliding in an instance.
jungkook could feel the faint taste of blood from taehyung's cut on the lips and licked it like a cat, hoping to make it better. taehyung quietly moaned into the kiss and jungkook used the chance to let his tongue in.

his cold fingers glazed across taehyung's toned stomach, making taehyung whimper from the unexpected feeling. taehyung pulled away, but the younger only pulled him back in with even more force.
he crawled onto jungkook's thighs, straddling them, using his unhurt arm to snake it around the other's neck as he deepened the kiss, letting jungkook do all kinds of things with his tongue. the younger's arms traveled up taehyung's thighs, squeezing them tightly before moving them to his ass and then up to his waist.

"I missed your touch so much." taehyung whispered into jungkook's ear while leaving a trace of hickeys down his neck.

"how much did you miss me?" jungkook grabbed taehyung's jaw with his hand and traced his thumb across his swollen, red lips. "did you touch yourself thinking of me?"
taehyung felt his heart beating out of his chest as he slightly nodded.
"how did you touch yourself? show me how much you missed me."

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a/n: ik you guys are probably thirsty for some taekook smut lol but dw I promise things will get spicy after taehyung's shoulder heals ;)