mafia . vkook

four

as stated in the description, this chapter has mild vmin. it was needed for a future chapter.

V's PoV;

"Oh shit." Namjoon groaned, throwing his head back.

"What?" I asked, looking at him.

"It's a full day of training for us."

I had been here for around a year and once every two weeks, we would have a full day of training. I hated it more than anything.

I shut my eyes, pretending to cry, making everyone laugh.

"Let's go then." I rolled off the bed, slumping behind everyone.

Jin was unsurprisingly energetic, dancing as he walked, being loud.

"Do you enjoy training?" Yoongi asked, sighing.

"No."

"Then why are you so giddy?" Namjoon asked, laughing.

"If you weren't all so pessimistic, you'd realise that a full day of training means that we get a full day of free time tomorrow." Jin pointed out, earning a clap from Jungkook as we entered the gym.

"Now that's what I like to hear!" Jungkook walked up to Jin, high fiving him.

"Of course, Jin is your favourite." Yoongi laughed, fake pouting.

Jungkook opened his mouth to speak then closing it as he laughed, not denying it.

Jin burst into laughter, clapping his hands as he sounded like a window being wiped.

"Are you leading us today?" Namjoon asked.

"Yeah, that personal trainer I hired for you guys was shit. Asked him to work on your speed and he made you run on treadmills all day." Jungkook pulled a face, "and then he had the nerve to ask for his money."

"Did you give him it?" Hoseok asked, curious.

Jungkook shook his head, "did I fuck. The only thing he got was punched."

"You're evil, I love it." Jimin giggled from his chair near the window.

"He's done worse!" Jin pointed, laughing.

"Jimin, are you even training today?"

"No. I didn't have anything to do, so I followed you." Jimin laughed, looking at Jungkook, who picked him up and put him outside, wandering off afterwards like a dog.

"Anyway. Today we'll be working on your individual skills." Jungkook announced, "you guys can all stretch while I go get my phone."

I stood, stretching my leg, leaning forwards, copying Yoongi.

"Oh, you know what I've been thinking?"

"How would we know?" Yoongi pulled a face, making everyone laugh.

"Whatever. How come we never protect Jungkook? Like if Prince Jimin wasn't there, would we just stand there?"

Jin laughed, "he doesn't need protecting or help. He can fight with any weapon and he's in perfect condition to fight. He's very courageous."

"Honestly," Namjoon pushed his hair out of his face, "he once took down about twenty guys, armed, alone."

"I remember that." Hoseok nodded.

"He's amazing at fighting because he's been in gangs and that since sixteen. How do you think a twenty year old got to lead the mafia?"

"I'm glad you guys know my life story, honestly." Jungkook walked in, spinning his blade.