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Taehyung held out the cigarette, it emitted soft gray smoke that you could barely see. He had the pack stuffed in his left pant pocket. Jungkook was beside him, watching as the building construction was loud and noisy.

"You should really stop with those cigarettes," Jungkook warned, seating himself on the curb as a worker walked by him.

"Nah, just a few won't do any harm." Taehyung sighed, going to sit beside Jungkook. Jungkook wrapped a gentle arm around the boy's waist. Taehyung leaned his face toward Jungkook's, opening his mouth as he blew smoke into Jungkook's mouth.

Jungkook sighed and breathed in the smoke, grabbing the back of Taehyung's neck and pulling him closer to connect their lips. The taste and smell of smoke lingered on Taehyung's lips, his breath. It was something Jungkook guessed he would have to get used to. Everyone liked to find something that could distract themselves from the mafia way of life. They chose a habit or activity that brought them away from all the bloody aspects and killing of the mafia.

The two men pulled away from each other, their hands still on the place they were when they started the kiss. They looked at each other a minute before actually pulling their hands away from each other's bodies.

"Are you still sick.. or?" Jungkook mumbled, a hand brushing through Taehyung's locks as he let out a sigh of contentment. Taehyung looked up and gave him a small smile to reassure him everything was fine.

"I did throw up a few more times, but that was all. All of the symptoms seemed to have cleared up by now." Taehyung played with his still bandaged hand.

Jungkook took Taehyung's bandaged hand and started unraveling it gently. Taehyung hissed in pain as the younger rubbed the cloth against the still open wound. The knife had sliced through the muscle and almost hitting pure bone. There would definitely be a scar left as the only trace of him being hurt.

"Why'd you grab the knife by the blade?" Jungkook mumbled, a finger swiping over the cut. Taehyung gritted his teeth, a small whine coming from his lips as the cut stung more then he would like it to at that moment.

" I was not thinking, I just wanted to get rid of that hoe." Taehyung sighed before leaning onto Jungkook's lap. He rested his head on his thigh, hand still in his. It looked like Jungkook was at the scene of a crime, inspecting whatever he could. He saw dried blood around the gash. It made him a bit worried. What if it gets infected? Shouldn't it be healed by now?

"How is this not healed by now? How long has it been?"

"A few days.. maybe." Taehyung mumbled as another worker walked by the couple. The air grew a comfortable silence. It was not awkward, but it was relaxing in a way.

Then, Taehyung's phone started buzzing in his pocket. He took out his phone that had a purple phone case on it. Taehyung really wanted it, and Jungkook had to return the blue one he got at first, not that Taehyung had a fit over it, he just really liked the purple color on the case. Taehyung's lock screen was a picture of Jungkook, something Jungkook never failed to notice when Taehyung would open or unlock his phone. While Jungkook still held the photo Taehyung put himself, a close up picture of his face.

KTH's lock screen

He set the ringing phone on the pavement, hearing it vibrate against the loose pebbles in the unpaved road. The contact that was calling him scared him the most. It was his mother.

The picture of a woman with dark hair appeared on the screen. Jungkook looked at her with a sigh. The two, the male sitting next to him, and the woman on the screen, looked so much alike. Jungkook gently nudged his shoulder, looking at the phone once more.

"I think you should answer."

5:23pm