[Now I'm scared to even open my mouth. Because there's something deep inside of me, you don't know about. And I wish there was a way you could see. If I could show maybe I'd know. If I'm a man or a beast]

Jungkook was on the lookout for his victim of the night. He found himself in a dingy old club that was filled to the brim with what looked like college students and a few adults who had found themselves in the wrong part of town. Hoseok was taking the lead now, taking over Namjoon's place to lead Jungkook to his victim.

They weren't quite sure about their plan this time since they didn't often come to this part of the city. It was reserved for students and broke people that couldn't afford to party in the richer parts of the city where Jungkook often was himself.

"Okay, according to the timetable he should be at the bar", Hoseok told him, "He'll meet one of his clients there and order them to meet in the bathroom in approximately seven minutes for their seven minutes in heaven. Once that's finished he'll give them the right amount and walk away, unaware you'll be waiting for him outside."

The bathrooms were through a long barely lit hallway which was lined with doors that led to a storage closet and the back. Jungkook was supposed to lead the guy outside and finish him off in the quickest and dirtiest way possible.

What he hadn't accounted for was to find a boy hanging off the guy's arm once he spotted him in the crowd. The boy that was whispering what looked like sweet nothings in the guy's ear was gorgeous, blond hair swept before his eyes, pearly blue contacts matching his earrings that twinkled in the awful lighting of the room, and oh so familiar.

Jungkook couldn't believe that he had run into Taehyung here out of all places. The boy was usually only to be found in the fancy kind of clubs and bars, but there he was, finding pleasure in riling his victim up.

Hoseok was still talking into his ear and from his viewpoint from the hacked cameras he had noticed Jungkook's predicament. "That's Taehyung- fuck dude, he's getting it on with our guy."

Jungkook grumbled lowly, finding himself unable to look away from the way Taehyung had the guy almost wrapped around his finger. Sure, the guy wasn't the ugliest fucker out there, but he was a bad guy. He dealt drugs and instead of money, he accepted the bodies of his clients who were very unaware he was giving them any kinds of STDs. The drugs he sold weren't pure either and he had left a trail of dead clients behind him. Of course, it hadn't led back to him yet since most of them died from an overdose, except for one family member who hadn't trusted the autopsy of a mere overdose.

That person wanted him dead, and so Jungkook's job was made.

But he had to get Taehyung away from him. First of all, for his own health since he had been sleeping with Taehyung regularly, and he didn't want to catch any STD's, and he of course didn't want Taehyung to catch anything either.

And also, he didn't want to get Taehyung's hopes up because he was flirting with a dead man walking. A man that was about to be stabbed to death in an alleyway.

Then again, Taehyung was in danger as well if the guy noticed Jungkook cared for him in any way. There was no way he was going to let Taehyung hang around him any longer.

When one of the clients showed up to get their drugs, the guy gently pushed Taehyung off and went with them to the bathroom. It was obvious how much Taehyung detested being rejected and the boy pouted as he watched the guy leave. Taehyung seemed to think of something and followed the man, probably wondering what would happen in the bathroom. Jungkook cursed Taehyung's unending curiosity and felt his feet move on their own accord.

Jungkook took his chance. He had six minutes to talk to Taehyung, make sure he was out of there, and go to the alleyway to prepare for the kill.

Taehyung had almost reached the bathroom until Jungkook grabbed his arm and pulled him closer. The boy yelped at the sudden move until he realized that the chest he had been pressed against was oddly familiar.

"Jungkook?" he asked, glancing up to the man. Jungkook's eyes were darker than usual and his expression was more serious than it had ever been.

"Taehyung", he nodded.

"How coincidental that I'd run into you here", Taehyung chuckled.

"Yes, very", Jungkook replied, "What are you doing here? Are you going to the bathroom?"

"I was actually following-", Taehyung stopped talking and grew suspicious, "Why?"

"Why?"

"Why are you asking? Did you follow me here?" Taehyung stepped back and his eyes widened, "Oh are you jealous? Look, just because we sleep with each other every now and then, doesn't mean I can't sleep with others."

Jungkook frowned, "What? No, that's not what I meant."

"Because, I mean, sex with you is nice and all that, and sure, I enjoy cuddling with you in the mornings but that doesn't mean that I like you or anything.", Taehyung scoffed, blabbing further, "I mean, it's not as if you bringing me breakfast in bed does anything to my heart or if I constantly search for you when I go out because you're the best fuck I've ever had, it doesn't mean I don't fuck others even though they aren't as kind and hot like you but it's not like it means anything to me at all."

What? Jungkook didn't know what to say. He was struck for a moment – unaware that Hoseok was trying not to burst out laughing while Yoongi was in his other ear yelling about the timer hitting three minutes. His victim would be out in three minutes.

"Taehyung-" Jungkook began but the boy was obviously a bit drunk and hadn't thought about what he was saying until his words hung in the air, unanswered. Taehyung's face went red.

"I-I mean-", Taehyung wasn't sure what he meant.

Jungkook wanted to talk to Taehyung about this but he didn't have the time to do so. The guy was going to be strutting out of that bathroom soon enough and he'd have to be dead soon after that.

"Taehyung'', Jungkook began, his brain working too fast for anything to catch up, "Please wait for me by the bar. We can talk after."

"After what?"

"After I go to the bathroom", Jungkook quickly lied, "Please."

Taehyung hesitated but he was too embarrassed to fight against it and so he left to wait for Jungkook at the bar. As soon as he was out of sight, Jungkook slipped through the backdoor where he waited for any sign of movement.

There was a big chance the guy would go out the backdoor as well, seeing as he had sold his drugs and that was what he had come for, but then again, Taehyung had been all over him, and what's to say he didn't want to do someone else that evening, especially a pretty boy like Taehyung.

Jungkook waited for the client to leave at first which was with a stumble and obvious pain from being fucked in the bathroom. Then, the guy left the bathroom, whistling a happy tune. He glanced at the door and then to the dancefloor and for a second he hesitated.

Jungkook cursed when he realized the guy was just going to go back to Taehyung and he opened the door, reached out his hand, and pulled the guy outside before slamming him against the fence. The alleyway was a dead end and fortunately, no one could spot them from behind the big containers that blocked anyone's sight from the street.

The guy screamed and then came face to face with a masked guy – Jungkook's usual attire when he was ready to kill. Jungkook swiped a knife from his back pocket and instantly dug it into the guy's neck.

His mission had come with a few instructions, like, how to kill the guy.

Jungkook wasn't the biggest fan of knives but his mission clearly stated that he had to be stabbed to death with exactly seventeen stab wounds, each for every girl and guy he ever killed.

The guy gurgled as he dropped down onto the ground and Jungkook made quick work of finishing his job. It was a pathetic sight but he couldn't help but smile, knowing the guy couldn't hurt anyone else now.

Jungkook cleaned the blood off his knife with a cloth he brought and then dropped it onto the man's bloodied body. After that, he quickly slid off his gloves and mask before hesitating. Normally he'd jump over the trash cans and get out of there, but he had told Taehyung to wait for him at the bar.

And so he did jump over the containers but went in through the entrance once again showing his ID and then fetched Taehyung at the bar. "Hey", he casually greeted Taehyung as if he hadn't just stabbed a man to death outside, "Should we go somewhere else? My place?"

He could hear Hoseok groan into his ear, presumably at his flirting, and he wanted to just rip the earpiece out.

He hoped they could just leave the scene and be done with it, but sadly someone had already found the body – one of the bartenders was screaming bloody horror and then the whole club was in shambles. Chaos ensued and Jungkook was pulling Taehyung along with the crowd, hoping to get outside and out of there before anyone would be questioned.

Taehyung had no clue what was happening and when he looked at Jungkook who was confidently taking him to his car, he recognized flashes of anxiety on his face – courtesy of him knowing Jungkook and being able to see through the façade – and he realized something was wrong.

It was later that night when they had entered Jungkook's home and he had excused himself to change clothes, did Taehyung begin to grow suspicious. He waited in the living room while fumbling around on his phone. He had seen one of his friends in the club and anxiously texted her, hoping she had gotten out of the chaos and asking her if she knew what exactly had happened.

Someone got bloodied murdered Taehyung! Like, I didn't see the body but one of the bartenders did and he said the guy was stabbed multiple times and like- my friend Jamie just had sex with him in the bathroom and now he's dead!"

Taehyung paused at that.

Did Jamie leave with an older guy? Brown hair, quite tall, checkered shirt?

The response was immediate. That's the guy that got stabbed Taehyung. Jamie had sex with someone who was dead only five seconds later or so. How fucked up is that!

Taehyung felt his stomach get queasy.

"His job is a bit complicated and I think it's best if you don't get too close to Jungkook."

Yoongi's words flashed through his head.

"His job is dangerous. I can't tell you too much but if you get too attached I'm afraid that his job might come in the way. You won't know when it's the last time you may be able to see him."

It couldn't be, could it? Jungkook had told him he'd have to go to the bathroom and then stayed gone for longer than expected. The next time he saw Jungkook he'd come from the other way than the bathrooms were. Jungkook wouldn't-

Taehyung gulped when the bedroom door opened and the said man walked inside, having got rid of his knife and mask. When he watched how pale Taehyung looked, he stepped forward, worried. "Are you going to get sick? Did you have too much to drink?"

Normally Taehyung would have no problem with Jungkook touching him but the second his fingers made contact with his skin it was as if he had been burned. Taehyung slapped the man's hand away from him and took a few quick steps back, heart pounding against his rib cage. "Did you kill him?"

The words hung heavy in the air and they knocked the wind out of Jungkook.

"What?"

"Did you kill that guy?", Taehyung repeated, continuing to create more distance between them, his heart hammering in his chest, "The one that I was with before?"

He anxiously watched Jungkook bite down onto his bottom lip. The answer was too late to Taehyung's liking. "I'm not sure what you mean."

"Bullshit", Taehyung yelled, surprising himself at the sound, "You killed him didn't you? Why? Yoongi told me you had a dangerous job, but you just fucking killed someone in a club Jungkook!"

Jungkook realized there wasn't a real way out. Even if he'd convince Taehyung of his innocence, the boy would still feel suspicious around him. He had really hoped it wouldn't come to this but then again, he had let the attachment grow too strong.

"He was a bad guy Taehyung", Jungkook decided to say. He wasn't sure how to approach the situation. "He killed a lot of people. It's his dead body against so many others. If you count those-".

"Oh my god", Taehyung felt like he was going to get sick. He stumbled back as certain memories of their very first night shared at Jungkook's place came back to him. He remembered Jungkook's weird questions when he talked about how he got his one-night stands, how Taehyung took them out.

Dead bodies. Count the bodies. Body count. He remembered. "Body count."

Jungkook felt his heart still.

"We talked about body counts- you, we weren't talking about the same type of body count right?" Taehyung was about to throw up. Jungkook made a face as if he was caught in the headlights. Oh god, Taehyung had been right. He was so going to be sick.

"I was confused", Jungkook confessed, "I thought you were the same as me-"

"That I kill people?" Taehyung yelled, "I fuck people Jungkook, I don't fucking kill them! Oh my god, and you told me you'd think of adding me to yours-"

Jungkook raised his hands in defense, "That- no, I never meant that. It was a joke."

"Was it a joke to the dead man in that alleyway?" Taehyung snapped.

Jungkook sighed and dropped his shoulders, "Taehyung."

"No", the boy responded almost instantly, "Don't Taehyung me as if I'm being difficult. You're a goddamn murderer Jungkook and I let myself believe you were a good man. I- fuck, I let myself get attached to you, t-to a psychopath."

"I'm not", Jungkook tried, but Taehyung wasn't listening, "I'm not a psychopath Taehyung. I don't like killing, I don't find it enjoyable but it's my job."

Taehyung kept shaking his head and with his front still facing Jungkook since he didn't dare turn his back to him, he neared the door. "Go to hell Jungkook."

And then he was gone.