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T H I R D P E R S O N

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T H I R D P E R S O N

It has been an hour and a half since Taehyung's unexpected breakdown happened. Right now, Taehyung was under Jin's care, well he's the only one Jungkook will trust and will allow to take care of his little lambㅡ the blonde beauty was still sleeping peacefully when Jungkook decided to leave and Jin has been with him since then because he has something important to take care of.

The raven haired male really didn't want to leave his moonlove alone, thinking that he will get scared when he woke up without him by his side, but he fucking has to.

Jungkook dragged himself out of his moonlove's warmth, since he's cuddling him, to the huge double door then down the hell chamber.


































"Now tell me, who fucking sent you here." Jungkook's deep, intimidating voice rang through out the vast white room, earning a sarcastic chuckle from the uneducated tattooist that was neatly tied on a chairㅡ he didn't fucking know what's in store for him. Jungkook then raised an amused eyebrow as he stride over to the said male.

"You wanna play it this way, huh?" Jungkook darkly chuckled out as he picked up something on the long black table beside themㅡ he picked up a long, thick, nail-like metal with a sharp & pointed edge as he looked over the tattooist with craze in his eyes.






























"You really don't want to share who sent you here, hm?" Jungkook deviously asked, playing with the nail-like metal. Jihoon, the tattooist smirked widely, "You'll never get anything from me. Even if you kill me, I won't." Jihoon surely said, earning a bitter chuckle from the Mafia Boss. 'I fucking don't have time for this. My moonlove needs me.' Jungkook thought as he shut his eyes off for a second then open it again, smiling rather evilly, "That's what I'm good at, forcing information out of my victims." Jungkook mumbled darkly, as he stabbed the nail-like metal down the middle of Jihoon's thighs.




























"Aaaaaah!" Jihoon screamed in pain, he did expect that he will be tortured but not this way, it was way too fast for him and way too painful. 'A fucking long & thick nail-like metal, right away? This guy is insane.' Jihoon thought as he hissed in agony.

"Care to tell me now, hm?" Jungkook asked, smiling innocently as if he didn't just jabbed a huge nail-like metal onto him.























Jihoon's heavy breaths resonated through out the room, but he was still able to stifle a mocking smirk to irk the Mafia Bossㅡ 'A fucking huge mistake, bro.' Namjoon thought as he leaned back to his chair on the far right corner of the room. He's been there the whole time, but as he always said, he never wanted to participate in this kind of agenda as he never liked it.

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