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12:03pm

Eyes wide, breath ragged and harsh. Jungkook's hands trembled at his sides before he dug his nails into the palms of his hands once again, only this time he drew blood, the warm substance rolling down his fingertips and dotting against the pavement bellow. 

He pushed his way out of the grocery store, hissing as the cold winter air mixed with heavy rain hit him like a hurricane. He brought his arms around himself, walking through the puddles of water as the rain kissed his face and rolled down his heated skin. 

He began to tremble, but he couldn't tell if it was from the cold or his increasing anxiety as he made his way to the closest alleyway. He just prayed for this not to hurt as he drew in a deep breath, pausing for a moment as he stood just around the looming corner. 

Jungkook let out a sigh, dropping his arms back to his side as he turned his gaze to the rain above. The water washed over his face in gentle streams, rolling down his neck as he watched the grey clouds move overhead. It was a moment of calm. A moment for Jungkook to collect himself before he balled his hands into tight fists, holding his breath as he took a daring step around that final corner and into the shadows. 

The buildings overhead shielded him from the rain, but also from the sights of any onlookers as none other then a familiar man approached from the darkness. 

Jungkook just stood at the end of the alleyway, watching as his father's expression fell horrifyingly murderous. He heard it coming; the slow footsteps, like a threatening whisper. 

Then, within a split moment, Jungkook found himself wincing as his father lunged forwards, gripping his wrist in his hand. Jungkook could barely process what was happening... he thought he probably wouldn't make it out alive. 

Jungkook came back to his senses as his father tugged him forwards, his vice like grip causing Jungkook to let out a pained breath as nails dug into his skin. The gang leader didn't care though, only tightening his grip as he took a hold of Jungkook's sleeve, pushing up the fabric to reveal the tattoos that lay spiralling underneath. 

Eyes quickly lifting to read his father's expression, Jungkook almost wanted to disappear entirely the moment the man's face shifted into one of pure rage. "YOU COVERED IT!" The gang leader shook Jungkook's arm, causing the male to gasp as he was tugged forwards. Jungkook's legs were frozen into place as his father squeezed at the skin where the old Jeon family tattoo use to be, "It was someone from that fucking gang of yours wasn't it." He spat, grinding his teeth to suppress some of his boiling anger. 

Jungkook didn't know what to do, all he could think of was to deny it, "I have no idea what you're talking about- AH FUCK!" Jungkook screamed out as his father took a fist full of the brunette's hair, pulling the male's scalp as he tilted Jungkook's head up. 

With eyes so void of emotion, Jungkook found his teeth almost beginning to chatter as his father looked down upon him, "I taught you all about eye contact, didn't I?" Jungkook let out a pained cry as his father tightened his grip, "Don't fuck with me son, I know you're loitering with Bangtan, don't act like I didn't find out on the night of the infiltration... my men saw you."

Placing his hands against his father's chest, Jungkook tried to pry himself away... but instead, his father moved his hands to Jungkook's arms instead, backing the smaller male into a wall and keeping him there. Jungkook's breath came out heavy as he spoke, "So?"

"It's an abomination son."

Jungkook couldn't help but spit in his father's face, "Don't call me your fucking son"

That was enough to send the man fuming. 

The brunette let out a scream as his father kneed him in the stomach, causing Jungkook to strike the ground, hard, laying there as he curled and clutched at his wound. His lungs felt heavy as he tried to draw in a breath, throat dry as he rasped out a groan in pain. 

His father wasn't giving him a breath though, bending down as he grabbed a tight hold of Jungkook's shirt, lifting the boy back to his feet. Jungkook could barely support his own body weight as he tried to remain steady, watching as his father spoke to him once again, "Who was it."

"What-"

"WHO COVERED UP THE TATTOO!?" 

If Jungkook didn't feel nauseous before, he sure as hell did now. He could only feel guilt bubbling up inside as one name floated in his mind. Yoongi. It was Yoongi who risked covering up one of the most powerful symbols in all of Seoul, and for what? Yoongi knew what he was doing, heck- Jungkook knew the danger he had put Yoongi in but it seemed that deep down, neither of them thought this day would come... they never thought they would actually get found out so quickly. 

He couldn't tell... he couldn't risk putting Yoongi in that much danger, so he kept his mouth closed, 

All until a familiar male rounded the corner of the alleyway. 

Jungkook and his father turned as Taehyung entered into the shadows, rain soaking into his clothing as he simply froze at the sight before him. His eyes went wide, but Jungkook was first to speak, 

"TAEHYUNG!"

He tried to warn him, but it was far too late as his father jumped into action, slipping out a single handgun from his belt as he lunged towards Taehyung. The blue haired male didn't even have time to process the situation as he was grabbed from around the waist, pulled into the man's side as a gun was pressed painfully against his head. 

Without anyone holding him up anymore, Jungkook fell to his knees. He coughed and rasped as he clutched his chest, trying to keep himself as steady as possible as his gaze turned to meet with his father's. 

That expression was haunting as the man kept a gun held to Taehyung's head. Jungkook went to try and stand but was cut off by his father's commanding voice, "DON'T!" He shout, causing Jungkook to hesitate, "I'll blow his fucking brains if you don't tell me son."

Taehyung couldn't help but shudder, "Tell him what-"

"Shut up!" The gang leader pressed the gun harder against Taehyung's head, causing the male to wince. 

Jungkook couldn't help but let out a low growl, "You promised you wouldn't mess with us until the banquet." He spoke through gritted teeth. 

His father let out a scoff, "This isn't the same issue anymore, that deal remains." He confirmed, pausing before he continued to speak, "This has nothing to do with Hoseok and everything to do with you! Any other Jeon would be hunted down and killed for this crime, but I ain't gonna kill you." He explained. Jungkook's expression was now a mixture of confusion and fear as he listened closely to his father's words, "So give me the name or-"

Taehyung flinched as the gang leader lifted the gun away from his head, pointing it into the wall beside him as he pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed down the narrow alleyway, sending both Taehyung and Jungkook pale as the gang leader's stance didn't falter. 

Jungkook could tell his father wasn't bluffing, "Fine, FINE!" He shout, dropping his head low as he let out a breath, "...Yoongi."

"I'm gonna need a bit more fucking information." His father pressed the gun back to Taehyung's skull, "This better not be fake, because my men are on patrol right now."

Jungkook bit down against his tongue, cursing silently under his breath as his lips began to tremble. He couldn't look up, because then he would have to witness Taehyung's expression as the next words escaped his lips, "Min Yoongi..." He held back his tears, controlling himself as he continued to speak, "...B-Ink tattoo parlour."

There was a moment of silence. A moment where the only sounds were Jungkook's ragged breathing accompanied by the sound of the heavy rain landing against the pavement. "Hand me your phone."

Jungkook went stiff as he finally lifted his gaze, "Wait, what-"

His father extended a hand forwards, "Your phone! Don't mess with me-"

Letting out a lace of curses, Jungkook slipped his hand into the pocket of his hoodie. By this stage his phone was probably damaged by water anyway, but he tossed his phone to his father. Taehyung didn't even have a say as his own phone was snatched out from his pocket, the two devices then thrown to the floor before the gang leader crushed them under his polished shoes.  

Jungkook could only watch in horror as his father began to contact his men, tapping away at his screen before looking down upon Jungkook's shivering form, "Pleasure doing business again, son."

And just like that, his father tossed Taehyung towards him before walking away. The blue haired male stumbled and tripped on his feet before falling with the force of the push, but instead of worrying about his own wellbeing, he scurried his way to Jungkook instead. 

"Kook!?" Taehyung placed his hands against the male's shoulders, shaking him a little once he noticed him slipping into a trance. With a gentle hand, he brushed the brunette's soaked hair away from his eyes, bringing his face a little closer, "Kook!-"

"They're going to kill Yoongi."

Taehyung's breath hitched in his throat as his hands flinched away, "What-"

Jungkook grabbed his hair in his hands, tugging at the tuffs as he stared at the ground, "This is all my fault-"

Taehyung was quick to take a hold of Jungkook's arm, taking it around his shoulder. He let out a grunt as he supported Jungkook's body weight, lifting him off the ground and allowing for the brunette to lean into his side for support. 

There was no time to waste anymore, 

"We need to contact Jimin."