Genre: Mafia AU
Others Characters in Chapter: Taehyung
Length: 2502 words
Warning: Swearing, Violence
Summary: The love of your life wasn’t who he claimed to be
I just stared at his towering figure while carefully thinking about what to say. “I-i heard voices and thought there was a b-break in..when I saw it was you I was going to go bac-”
“Bullshit”. He cut me off in a low tone. I stopped in shock. Of course Jungkook swore, but never at me. Focus y/n. He can’t know you heard him. Even though most of the converstaion didn’t make sense to me, I knew it was bad. And that I shouldn’t know. I still didn’t feel hurt by it, I was still numb.
I swallowed and tried again. “Jungkook, I just woke up, I was going b-”.
I stopped this time because he had stepped forward again. “I said cut the crap y/n. Tell me this. If you just woke up, how are you wide awake, no evidence of being tired, breathless, your hoodie is on when it wasn’t before, and you look like you’ve thought of every means of escape possible?”
What the f..How did he know that? His dark eyes were full of amusement. “I’m good, huh?” I smirked in response. I took a breath, made sure my voice wasn’t shaky and proceeded to put him in his place. “I’m wide awake and breathless because I hit my leg on the table. Plus my neck hurts like a bitch. My hoodie is on because I felt cold. And what would I need to escape from my own apartment for?” I cocked my head to the side and smiled sweetly at him. Check and mate sucker.
Suddenly he grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed me against the wall. I gasped at the sudden movement. He was getting pissed off. His mouth was so close to my ear that I could hear his quiet and steady breathing. It made me shiver. “Y/n”, he growled, his voice lower than ever, “Stop lying to me. I know you were listening in..I saw you godamnit”. His hand started to move up my arm, my shoulder, and then it was on my neck. Great, he’s going to strangle me. I closed my eyes tightly. R.I.P Y/N. Wait, don’t you have an exam like tomorrow.. Oh my god, I’m about to die and I’m thinking about an exam. Stupid idiot.
I didn’t know the first thing about self defence. Except one thing. Men had balls- and kicking them hurt. I moved my right foot back slightly, ready to knee Jungkook and make a run for it, until I realised that he wasn’t actually throttling me. Four of his fingers rested on the side of my neck, while he softly moved his thumb across my collarbone. I heard him sigh. “Y/n… relax. I’m not gonna hurt you”.
My voice was barely a whisper. There was no point in acting innocent (pfft it’s not like he was), he knew I had been listening. I had, after all, lied to buy me some time in case he tried to hurt me, “ How do I know that?”, I replied. Sure, I had started to feel hurt at this point, but still no tears came. Must be the shock.
He looked at me, unsure of how to respond. This was the very boy I had fallen for. Except now he was a stranger. And probably a criminal from what I could make out. A murderer. “I-i..”, he trailed off. Is he going to tell me he loves me?During the 4 months we had been together, only one of us ever used the L-word, and it was never him. “I love you”, I’d say and he’d sigh and chuckle.
He opened his mouth to try again. “If I hurt you, I blow my cover”, he bluntly stated, not looking me in the eyes. THAT’S when I teared up. “Ohh I see. So once your little errand, whatever the fuck that is, ends, you kill me? What’s it gonna be ,huh? A bullet through my brain? Or do you fancy stabbing me through the heart? Ooh, does sir fancy beating me to death?! Take your fucking pick!” I was getting slightly hysterical, but c’mon I had a reason to. My supposed boyfriend was a murderer and I was next on the list.
Jungkook had just been staring at me the whole time. “y/n, you’re crazy. I could never hurt you”. His voice sounded genuine enough. He’s been fooling you for four months, don’t listen to this psycho.
I let out a short hysteric laugh. “ You know what I’m hearing Jungkook? Hey there y/n, I murder people for a living but I’m gonna let you live knowing this great secret of mine that could land me in a jail cell for the rest of my life!”. I snorted again, because it sounded so ridiculous. I was many things, weak, a bit slow, had no fight in me whatsoever. But I realised one thing- I wasn’t scared.
Jungkook now slowly moved to swivel around the chair that I had used as my bed just a couple of hours ago, took something out of his back pocket and sat down. He leaned forward resting his forearms on his thighs, never breaking eye contact with me. It was then I saw what he was playing around with.
A gun. Oh my God. He’s got a gun. Why the fuck does he look so good holding it. SHUT UP Y/N you sorry excuse of a hu- “Like what you see?”, Jungkook snickered. I realised I had been biting my lip and mentally smacked myself.”Fuck off Jungkook”.
“So you think I’m just some murderer”, he carried on, ignoring me. It wasn’t a question, it was a statement. I replied like he was the slow kid at school. “You killed someone…murderers kill people..”.
“No y/n, I’m a trained assassin. That’s the same thing, does he think I’m stupid? “It’s not the same thing”, he said, reading my mind. “ I’m hired to wipe out traitors and those who refuse us, unlike some common criminal who only have personal incentives”.
I just looked away in response. My eyes kept drawing back to the weapon in his hands as I imagined him, Jungkook, using it on someone. I couldn’t. Suddenly Jungkook stood up. “Now, what to do with you..? This has become difficult now that you know…”
“What am I for?” I asked him abruptly. I was just a student, with no other incentive other than to pass this year with flying colours. He stopped in his tracks. “Why me? Did you just need somewhere to live. Cus I mean it’s pretty evident you don’t like me. Is it for my body?” I was just being factual, listing all the things this boy could possibly want from me, when he cut me off sharply. “Shut the fuck up, y/n.” There was a hint of wanting in his eyes, but then they glassed over just as quick, and I was once again looking at his expressionless face. “ We…we were using you for information. For the whereabouts of your big brother and uncle. They’ve been bad boys y/n… it’s never wise to work against us. We- I- need to teach them a lesson.”
You were speechless for once. You never did like those two. Your brother was a brat and your uncle spoilt him like crazy. And you knew they were involved in some shady business but you chose to just stay out of it. So it was hardly a surprise they had got themselves into trouble. But still..family was family.
“And you live in such convenient place for me , y/n. It was the perfect decision to become your boyfriend and move in”. Either he was acting hard, or he really didn’t care about me. I still felt like he was putting up a front. Two can play this game.
“OK. So in a nutshell, you are an assassin (I lifted my fingers and made quotation marks at the word assassin, while Jungkook rolled his eyes), and from what I made out you actually killed someone last night”. He opened his mouth but I quickly cut in . “ Save it, I don’t want to know. Moving on…you are only here to get information about my brother and uncle. Ooh and you had to pretend to give a shit about me for the last 4 months.”
He just stared. He was probably wondering why I wasn’t a sobbing mess. But I’m stronger than that. I hate showing weakness. “So, now what. You said you can’t kill me cus it’ll blow your cover. So I’m guessing I’m prisoner in my own apartment? You can’t risk me leaving, right?”
“ Full marks y/n.” Jungkook’s voice was barely audible. He reached for his back pocket again, and I was half expecting it to be another gun, but it was only his phone. He dialled a number quickly and started pacing the room.
I took this as an opportunity to asses the situation. I could get out the room, but he’s probably locked the front door. Where the hell is the spare key? hmm I probably won’t be fast enough to find that and get out without him catching me.There was no ‘probably’ about it. I wouldn’t. Jungkook must’ve noticed my eyes darting everywhere because he warned “ don’t even think about doing anything stupid y/n”. I just sighed in defeat.
Finally, someone answered on the other end. “Hello?.. Yes tae, listen. What? No, no just with you. Just listen please..It’s y/n..she knows. No you idiot I didn’t tell her! She overheard us when your loud asses came over…. no I’m not blaming you. Just come over. YES now! Fuck sleep, this is more important. And whatever you do, don’t tell Jin. Yes, he probably will.”
I was wondering what this Jin would ‘probably’ do, when their phone call ended. Why did he call Taehyung here? My gaze was questioning but Jungkook just ignored me. “I’m gonna wait for Tae in the other room” he said, while an idea was already formulating in my head. “ Do not leave this bedroom”.
“Yes sir”, I replied dryly. His expression softened and he caressed my cheek softly with his hands. “Y/n, I’m sorry. I really didn’t want this. You weren’t supposed to know”.
“It’s ok Kookie”, I used his nickname in an almost mocking tone. “ I’d rather know who you really were before you kill me”. His expression hardened again as he took his hand away. He made sure he had his gun before he turned walked out, shutting the door firmly behind him. I waited until the door clicked shut until i sank to the ground, the cocky demeanor, the facade all gone from my being. I heard a sudden smash of glass and Jungkook yelling in the other room. I had clearly hit a nerve with my words. I felt drained, and all I could do was stare at the door as I watched the love of my life walk away from me.
She was going to try to lie to him. Not smart. Nobody outsmarted Jungkook, not even Einstein’s prodigy, y/n. After she finally gave in, Jungkook had to decide what to do with y/n. This was all so inconvenient- he had a job to do today, which involved “taking care” of a rogue businessmen, and obviously y/n would try and escape. I’m impressed. She’s good at hiding fear. Jungkook noted this about y/n. He even tried testing her reaction by pulling his gun out, and she didn’t even flinch.
Ding! There was that light bulb moment. He’s call Taehyung to keep an eye on her. Tae wouldn’t torture her and would probably even make small talk, whereas the boss would just kill her. No second thoughts. Just bang. Jin was always scared of being exposed. A man who shot his own brother would’t hesitate to shoot someone as meaningless to him as y/n.
Taehyung was asking too many questions, but he finally agreed to turn around and come back. Jungkook exhaled in relief. Y/n was safe for now. He was keeping a wary eye on her, it was obvious her pretty little head was planning something. He was keeping a cool front until y/n had spat venomously at him “ “It’s ok Kookie“ I’d rather know who you really were before you kill me”. Jungkook couldn’t even look at her after that. He left her room, shut the door and grabbed the nearest thing to him (a vase), hurled it on to wall in rage. Jungkook new as soon as y/n knew about him, he can’t get it both ways. Either he’d end up dead trying to protect her, or she’d do something stupid and get herself killed. Jungkook screamed and knocked over a cabinet. What was he going to do?
Taehyung was tired. He was grateful he didn’t have any tasks from the boss today because he hadn’t slept in two godamn days and they still had to find a way to penetrate Yoong’s gang and finish them. Those lowlifes had broken every rule in the book and they had to pay. A t least Jungkook had dealt with the slut Yoongi called his ‘girlfriend’. That would show him what they were capable of. Taehyung was lost in his thoughts when the phone rang. What the f-. Taehyung saw the caller ID and his eyes narrowed. It was Jungkook.We left his apartment not half an hour ago, the hell does he want?
He answered reluctantly, while pulling the car over. he knew Jungkook didn’t call unless something bad had happened, or it was urgent, and he didn’t want to crash the car in shock or something. Plus, being sleep deprived really didn’t help.
“Hello?” Jungkook sounded slightly breathless.
“.. Yes tae, listen.”
“ Did you want to talk to Jin too?”
“What? No, no just with you.“ Taehyung relaxed slightly at this. It can’t be that bad if Jin didn’t need to know.
“ Ok.. If you’re sure.. I mean, I could turn around and go get hi-”
“Just listen please..It’s y/n..she knows.”
“What the fuck Jungkook. If you’re telling me you told her I’ll come right now and put a bullet in both your he-”
No you idiot I didn’t tell her! She overheard us when your loud asses came over-”
“Oh right, so it’s our fault?”
“No I’m not blaming you. Just come over.”
“ YES now!” Taehyung scowled at his impatience.
“I haven’t slept in two days Jungkook. You expect me to-”
“Fuck sleep, this is more important.” Taehyung sighed because he knew it was true.
“ And whatever you do, don’t tell Jin”
“He’ll kill her”, Taehyung realised why Jin wasn’t being told.
“Yes, he probably will.”
Taehyung hung up and muttering a few obscenities he turned the car around. The inky black night was turning into a navy blue. The world was waking up. But Taehyung wasn’t focusing on the outside world right now. Jungkook had broken the one rule of undercover work. The idiot had gotten attached. And now Taehyung now had a new problem on his hands.