Genre: Mafia AU
Others Characters in Chapter: Taehyung
Length: 2627 words
Warning: Swearing, Violence, Intimacy
Summary: The love of your life wasn’t who he claimed to be
I must have dozed off in the awkward position I was sat in, because for the second time in.. I don’t even know how long it had been- I was woken up by angry murmuring. I stretched out and moaned quietly, my limbs aching from being bent. You idiot, why did you fall asleep? I assumed Taehyung was here now as Jungkook obviously wasn’t talking to himself. Well, he might be, he’s a nutcase. Sometimes, I wish there was a way to shut off this brain of mine.
I scrambled up, remembering the crazy situation I was in. Y/n, where did you put your phone? I was going to get out of here. No matter what. I felt for it under my pillow, and lo and behold, there it was. Ha! I thought Jungkook was smart! How could he forget to take my phone. Amateur. I hid the phone for later. I didn’t know who to call right now.
Taehyung’s shrill voice cut off my thoughts. “naneun geunyeoleul bomo hago issji anhda!” From the little Korean I knew, he had said “I’m not babysitting her!” I sighed. So that’s why Jungkook had called him back. I just went back to my train of thought. I need a small bag. A few clothes. You need to get changed y/n, the plan won’t work if you look homeless.
I had just opened my wardrobe when the two men walked it. Jungkook looking expressionless and Taehyung really didn’t look happy. I slowly closed my wardrobe again. “Y/n”, Jungkook started, looking deep into my eyes, “I need to go out and take care of some business”. I scoffed,and looked away. He continued,” I’m going to leave Tae here to keep an eye on you, make sure you don’t do anything dumb”. Perfect, I thought. But I couldn’t let them know that this was a good idea, so I rolled my eyes at the pair and replied “I’m not a kid Jungkook. I don’t need a babysitter. No offence”. That was the first time i had acknowledged Taehyung’s presence. “None taken”, he grumbled. “Not like I want to be here”. Touché.
“He turned to look at the opposite wall, and I saw exactly the thing I wanted to see in his back pocket. A gun. Why am I so happy to see a gun for god’s sake, he could ki-
“Well, I need to go, long trip ahead”, Jungkook announced. Like anyone cared. I glanced at at the clock. It was almost 7am. The time I should have been getting up on a normal day. “Ok, bye”, I replied, with a little wave. Show no weakness. Jungkook’s eyes darkened, while Taehyung raised an eyebrow in amusement. I couldn’t help but grin back at him, and this only infuriated Jungkook further.
“Taehyung, could you give us a minute”, Jungkook said in his low voice, which is always a warning sign, whilst keeping eye contact with me. I broke the contact to smile at Taehyung, who was also staring at me. He just shrugged in response. “Sure thing”, he said as he sauntered out,looking at me the whole time, shutting the door behind him.
Jungkook stepped forward, rather menacingly. This time, I stood my ground, and just cocked my head to the side, almost as if to challenge him. He closed the space between us, and then walked behind me, slowly. I felt his arms snake around my waist, and his mouth on my ear. I closed my eyes, but didn’t dare move. My heartbeat was so fast at this point, I thought my heart was going to stop altogether. Finally he spoke up, barely whispering. “ Remember who’s you are y/n”. His lips ghosted shoulder, travelling up to my neck. Fuck you, Jungkook. He knew that was my weak spot, and he was using it against me.
My eyes snapped open, and I turn to face him, his hand automatically moved away from my waist- the sudden loss of contact made me shiver. Looking at him straight in the eyes I replied “No. Who’s am I?” He responded by crashing his lips to mine, in the most needy kiss I’ve ever received. Just as I moved my hand to his hair to pull him in more, his hands moved to my hips and he pulled away. “Mine”. And with that single word he let me go, and left the room. I heard him give Taehyung some last minute instructions.. Probably along the lines of “touch her and you’re dead”, and then he was gone.
I looked at the window, trying to decipher my plan. It still really didn’t make sense to me. But I had something. It hadn’t stopped raining, but at least the thunder had stopped. Move y/n, you waste of time.
“Taehyung?”, I called out, moving towards the door. “Tae-”
“What?”, he replied, clearly not in the mood to talk. What the hell did Jungkook say to him? I moved to him slowly. I looked around the room- Jungkook had really messed it up.
He needs to think I like him. I mean, it’s not that hard, he is kinda cute. He was sat on the sofa, typing furiously on his phone. I bit my lip, and stood there twiddling my fingers until he looked up. His eyes locked with mine, but I did notice him glance at my lips. I grinned inwardly. Result. Call me cocky, but I knew at that point I had him where I wanted him. I licked my lips slowly before speaking, “I’m just going to have a shower, thought you should know. The pipes here make quite a racket”. He looked me up and down once before replying “go for it sweetheart”. I gave him a sweet smile in response. “Thank you, Oppa!”. THAT got a reaction. He squirmed slightly in his seat- he clearly liked that name.
I flashed him one final smile before going back to my room and shutting the door. Now.. clothes. I didn’t give a damn about the weather, I was going to wear my sunset orange summer dress, which stopped mid- thigh. It wasn’t warm today, so this plan had better work. I got in the shower, a quick 5 minute wash to soothe my still aching joints. I was eager to get out of here, so towelled myself dry and slipped on the dress and some underwear. A bra was not needed at the moment. I decided to go make-up free, because I couldn’t be bothered. And I knew what the boy next door wanted, and let’s be honest,he really won’t care what my face looked like.
I smirked at myself in the mirror. Confidence is key, y/n. Don’t falter now. If he gets what you’re up to… I shuddered at the thought. I walked through my room, and opened the door quietly. Taehyung hadn’t moved from his position. He was still hunched up over his phone, furiously texting someone. I walked up to him once more, with an air of confidence, which made him look up quicker than the first time. His mouth gaped open slightly. Like what you see? I inwardly grinned. “Taehyung.. I’m bored. Can I sit with you?” I could see him mentally battling with himself, before giving in and nodding. I smiled and sat as close to him as I could without feeling uncomfortable. He put his phone down, probably for the first time since he got to the apartment. He shoved it in his back pocket and turned to me.
I tucked my hair behind my ears as I looked at him through my eyelashes. “When is Jungkook supposed to come back?”, I asked in what I thought was an innocent voice. Y/n, you really are pathetic. Just as well you’re not doing a drama degree.
Suddenly, Taehyung had inched forward, his breath tickling my ear. “Don’t talk about Jungkook when you’re with me sweetheart. That’s rude”. He paused, before adding, “Plus, he’s probably with that whore of his”. I chose to ignore that last part. Well damn, he’s eager. Already making a move. Hey, makes you’re life easier.
I turned to fully face him, already starting with the lip- biting act he seemed to love. “ I’m sorry Taehyung Oppa..how can I make it up to you?” He smirked and licked his lips. His hands starting playing with the hem of my dress, as I edged closer to him, smiling seductively. My hand moved to his cheek and before I knew it his lips were hungrily on mine, wanting, needing. And of course, I complied. I swung my leg around both of his so I was straddling him, and from this action alone, Taehyung was beyond aroused. He removed on of the straps of my dress and started to kiss my shoulder, but as much as I wanted to continue having fun, I was focusing on other things, I wrapped my arms around him and leveraged myself closer to his groin area. Throw a few moans in y/n. He’ll go nuts. And so I did. And he loved it. I started grinding on him slowly and he was moaning my name. “Faster y/n fuck’s sake. I want that pretty little dress off you”, he groaned. Not gonna lie, it was turning me on. I listened, and replied, already breathless “yes oppa”, which excited him to no end. What he didn’t realise however, was that the same hands that were trailing down his spine were only looking for one thing.
And then they found it. Taehyung was so far in bliss he didn’t realise until I cocked his gun what was happening. His eyes flew open and I jumped off him (rather regretfully, may I add), both of our chests heaving from being breathless. I adjusted the dress strap before I spoke up. “Well that was fun wasn’t it?” He just stared, probably still in disbelief that I was capable of such an act. Or that he fell for it. “You won’t shoot”, he said carefully. I just grinned in response. “No, Taehyung, I won’t. I’m not Jungkook. Or you”. His eyes narrowed at that. “But I will do this”, I said just before I swung the heavy metal object at the side of his head, with all the strength I had in me. He fell like a lead weight. “YES!” I shouted, before realising what I was happy about.
I quickly moved back to my room, stuffed my phone, charger some clothes, and money into my backpack. I hurried back to where Taehyung was laying still, and eyed his gun that I had dropped after hitting him. After a short debate with myself, I grabbed it and shoved it at the bottom of my bag. I could do this gang shit. It’s too easy. Then I thought, Shut up y/n, the minute they catch you, you’re dead.
My keys were in Taehyung’s pocket along with his phone. I grabbed both. I checked his phone to read messages between him and Jungkook, until I got to the message I wanted. Thanks for this Tae. I’ll be back by 3 if all goes to plan.
I didn’t even want to think about what “all” was, but I was relieved that I had plenty of time. I went to get my coat- it was still raining and my clothes were hardly weather appropriate. I started to make my way to the front door, and turned one last time to see Taehyung lying there. Jesus, how hard did I hit him? I shook my head and turned back to the door. I contemplated whether to leave it unlocked or take the key with me, but I figured Jungkook will unlock it whenever he gets back. Not to mention, it was probably safer for me if he was locked away, rather than hunting me down for pay back. I sighed, looked around my apartment once more, and slipped out quietly. Locking the door, I quietly muttered to myself, “You’ll pay for this Jungkook”.
When Taehyung returned, Jungkook calmed down a bit. Well, he was still angry, but at least he wasn’t seeing red any more. The first thing Tae had said to him, “Jesus, did a bomb go off in here?”, did nothing to help his mood. “Please, not now Taehyung”. Jungkook filled Taehyung in as to what he wanted him to do. Taehyung just stared at Jungkook like he had lost his mind. “I’m not babysitting her!”
“Taehyung please. This isn’t up for debate. I can’t take her with me on the godamn job.Plus, I’ll owe you one”. Taehyung just grumbled. They both went in, and y/n did all she could to get on Jungkook’s nerves. And it worked. He asked Tae to leave them alone for a bit. Honestly, he thought y/n would be the needy, clingy type, but this wasn’t the case- she held her ground. But she still loves me, he told himself. So when he said the word “Mine”, and left the room, he was confident she would stay without any hassle and wait for him to return. She liked him too much, right?
But as he slid behind the wheel of the car, and he remembered the way she looked him dead in the eye and asked “Who’s am I?”, he was starting to doubt it less and less. It’s OK, he told himself, Tae can keep an eye on her until 3.
The first thing Taehyung noticed was that the room looked like a tip. Clearly Jungkook was pissed off. He tried lightening the mood. “Jesus, did a bomb go off in here?” That really didn’t work. He remained quiet while Jungkook explained the situation. “…so you need to keep an eye on her.”
Wait, what? “I’m not babysitting her!” But Taehyung already knew he would be. He hadn’t seen y/n since Jungkook invited him around a couple of months ago. When he went to her room and laid eyes on her, with her dishevelled hair, i-don’t-give-a-shit expression, her oversized jumper just about covering her ass, her figure-hugging leggings…he was in awe. Suddenly, the notion of babysitting didn’t look that bad. And on top of that, she was eyeing him up. Jungkook noticed this and shooed him out the room. Taehyung just shrugged, Jungkook was going to be gone in a bit.
What are they doing in there, Taehyung was starting to wonder, just when Jungkook opened the door, with a determined look on his face. He just saluted to Teahyung, and said “See you later brother. If you know what’s good for you, you won’t try anything”. Taehyung scowled behind his back as he sauntered off. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.
When y/n came out of her room, looking so innocent , he wanted to take her there and then. Stop biting your fucking lip, bitch, Taehyung internally growled. He became even more frustrated when she called him ‘oppa’.
When she stepped out of the shower..well that was a whole other ball game. Taehyung knew he shouldn’t be thinking like this, but technically speaking you weren’t Jungkook’s. You weren’t anyones. Fuck it, he decided. One thing led to another, and before Taehyung knew it, y/n was on his lap. He was too lost ion the moment, and only opened his eyes when he heard y/n cock the gun. Shit.
“You won’t shoot”, Taehyung said slowly. She wouldn’t. When she grinned in response, Taehyung felt himself go cold. “No, Taehyung, I won’t. I’m not Jungkook. Or you.” What did she just say to me? Does this bitch think she’s above us or wh-
Y/n interrupted his thoughts with a loud and confident voice. “But I will do this.”
Everything went black.