I wish you were the one I              wanted.....

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Taehyung and Jimin stood in silence. The air was thick with unspoken thoughts. Jimin occasionally popped his bubblegum, the sound breaking the stillness. Tae was too consumed by his thoughts to speak. Suddenly, their attention snapped to the door of Sri's room when it creaked open. The underboss of the Titans stepped out.

"Hi, Kookie!" Jimin beamed. His voice was bright and playful. But Jungkook shot him the deadliest glare and turned away, leaving a tense silence behind.

Tae's jaw nearly dropped at Jimin's audacity. How could he be so frank with the boss? He gaped at the blonde. 

Jimin finally broke the ice, "Jungkook hates anyone calling him 'Kookie'. I would advise you not to."

"How come you are alive?" Tae wanted to say "okay," but the words came out as "alive." Surprise colored his voice.

Jimin laughed, a light sound that contrasted sharply with the tension. "I've known him since he was 13. I gave him that name..." He trailed off, lost in memories. Without saying goodbye, he wandered off in the direction Jungkook had gone.

Tae blinked twice at Jimin's retreating figure. The blonde surely had a bizarre personality. Shaking off his confusion, he shrugged and stepped inside the room.

He abruptly halted when he saw Sri. He was used to seeing her asleep. Now, she sat upright on her bed, and an unexpected wave of self-consciousness washed over him.

"Aren't you going to check me up?" Sri raised an eyebrow at his statue-like form. Her voice was cold and flat, cutting through the air. Taehyung shook himself back to reality. He approached her bed with his suitcase in hand.

He took her wrist to check her pulse. His fingers brushed against her skin. He glanced at her face, trying to gauge her mood. Her black hair framed her striking features, contrasting sharply with her fair skin. She wasn't tiny and delicate. Instead, she was well-built, tall, and possessed a sculpted face. Her eyes, fierce and unyielding, seemed to scream, Dare to touch me, and I'll end you. Sri epitomized the essence of a 'smoky gangster.'

As Taehyung placed his stethoscope against Sri's chest, he noticed the slight hitch in her breathing. The tension in her body intensified as she clutched the bedsheet tightly. He remained oblivious to her distress.

"Sri?" he ventured cautiously. She turned her gaze towards him, her expression grave. "Why are you with these gangsters? Are you a hostage?"

She stared at him for a moment, and amusement flickered in her eyes. The most feared woman, the Queen of Titans, a hostage? No one dared to take her captive, except her suicidal enemies. A cold gaze lingered on him before she spoke, her voice dripping with disdain. "Mind your own business, doctor. Don't you know curiosity kills a cat?"

Tae felt a pang of sadness as he tore his eyes away from her fierce expression. She was nothing like the image he had conjured in his mind. Disheartened, he decided against asking further questions. Instead, he focused on his duties. Who was he to question the Mafia's girl?

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The night had fallen. The sky was lit up with stars.  "This might sound uncomfortable, but I need to change your bandage," Tae said hesitantly. He wasn't sure how to behave after their last conversation. Sri simply shifted her position and took off her top. He immediately closed his eyes. "A-are you s-sure it is o-okay?"

"Why are you closing your eyes? I have everything a normal woman has. It's nothing exceptional. Besides, you have already operated on me."

Taehyung was taken aback by her straightforwardness. She spoke the facts. Why was he even closing his eyes? It was nothing new for a doctor. He had seen more than this. He sat in front of her and gently began unwrapping the red-spotted bandage.

Sri's body stiffened at his touch. His slender fingers felt like pieces of art on her skin. She had never exposed her body to anyone before, but Taehyung was an exception. He was a doctor. She often wondered what was so amusing about a woman's breasts. They had been a part of every female body since humans evolved from apes. Men should change their cheap thinking to make the world a better place.

Taehyung tried not to look at her distracting nipples as he applied the ointment to her wound. He could feel his cheeks heating up. He had never nursed a girl while she was conscious. To make matters more complicated, Sri was the only girl he had begun to like romantically. He became alert when she let out an uneven breath in pain. Gently, he dapped on the wound while cleaning around its edges.

Sri's eyes were locked on Tae. She didn't realize when her cold demeanor began to warm up with adoration. She felt a sudden urge to stroke his soft, silky hair.

After Taehyung wrapped her chest with a fresh bandage, he excused himself and rushed into the washroom. Sri quickly put on her top and hugged her knees, feeling vulnerable. Her waist-length hair slid down to either side of her arms. She touched the corners of her eyes and was surprised to find them slightly wet. Tears after a long time... Crying had become foreign to her, and she couldn't even remember the last time she had shed a single tear.

Sri continued to observe the small droplet of tear on her finger. Her eyes were dry again. "Why did I feel so cared for and wanted?" She whispered to herself. Taehyung's touch had been so affectionate that it melted the ice surrounding her heart.

She pressed her hand against her chest and thought, "What is this new feeling?"

Before she could find an answer, her thoughts were interrupted by Taehyung emerging from the washroom. His face was covered in water, droplets cascading from his brown locks. He made his way to the couch and sat down without sparing her a glance.

Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing a tall man. Tae sprang to his feet in reflex. The man had dragon-like eyes and bluntly chopped hair. He wore a white coat over his clothes. Tae quickly understood that he was also a doctor.

"S! What is this?! Why is there another doctor taking care of you when I am here?!" The man pointed accusingly at Taehyung while Tae looked back and forth between Sri and the man, confusion etched on his face.

"Answer me! This is my insult!" The doctor stomped his feet.

"Namjoon." Sri's commanding voice made the man shut his mouth. "I chose him as my personal doctor. He specializes in heart surgery. Are you trying to argue with me?"

"I— I meant why another doctor when I am already here? He is also an ou...t...si..d...e....r." Sri's dangerous glare made him lose his voice at the end of the sentence.

Name: Dr. Kim Namjoon

Age: 28 years

Profession: The forensic expert as well as the family doctor of Titans. He is well skilled in finding the minutest clues. Loyal to the Gang.

Likes: Detective movies, reading books, and dissection of dead bodies to get pieces of evidence.

Dislikes: Hates Taehyung. He does not want anyone to take his place.

"Who permitted you to enter my room? Did you forget who I am, or do I look so weak that you decided to raise your voice against me?" Sri's voice was sharp, cutting through the tension like a knife.

Namjoon looked down in fear. "I am sorry."

"Don't make me remind you of your position, Dr. Kim Namjoon."

"Sorry, ma'am." He bowed deeply, like an obedient student caught misbehaving.

"What are you waiting for?"

Namjoon bowed again and hurriedly left the room. Before closing the door, he shot Taehyung a look filled with disdain, as if blaming him for the humiliation he had just endured.

Tae couldn't help but feel amused at the authority this woman commanded. Her power within the gang was palpable. One thing was certain: Sri was not a hostage of the Titans. She was a force to be reckoned with.

"Why did you defend me?" He asked once Namjoon was gone, curiosity lacing his tone.

"I didn't defend you," she replied, her voice flat. "I reminded him of my authority." With that, she slid beneath the blankets, her body language signaling the end of the conversation.

Taehyung sighed, a mix of frustration and admiration swelling within him. How long would he have to stay with these strange people? He hoped Sri would heal quickly so he could leave this chaotic world behind. But little did he know, he would never truly be able to leave. Even if his body departed, his soul would remain tethered to her, drawn to her fierce spirit and enigmatic presence.

Heya!!! Did you hear Yours by Jin?? I am still crying!!

Bts Snaps

V: God please make my bestie 10 times smart.

Namjesus: Did you forget that anything multipled with 0 is 0?

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