"IT'S WHO!?! ARE YOU SURE!?"

Jungkook is having a full blown mental break down, identity crisis between his nerdy persona and his mafia leader role. He's pacing back in forth with complete shock to what is happening.

They kidnapped his guy.

His target.

For fuck sakes - SHIT!

Jungkook has announced to everyone in Oasis to keep their distance from V, but to have eyes on him in case he's in any danger. He even showed them a photographic picture just so they can be aware, specifically the goons.

They had one fucking job -

"Jungkook calm down, you don't have to go in there," Namjoon tries to calm his boss down.

Jungkook suddenly snapped his eyes to Jimin with his heart thrusting fast against his chest, "Did he recognize you?"

Jimin shakes his head, undoubtably, "I was in the dark and he didn't look at me. His head was down."

The taller's heart stopped beating, "Oh my God is he dead!?!?"

Jimin's eyes fly wide, "No! Just..... Not looking up. He's not unconscious."

This is still a problem.

A big fucking problem.

Jungkook has made it clear, crystal clear, that the only one to approach him openly would be only himself due to the lack of information he has of him as of right now.

V's still a mystery, and Jungkook hasn't been able to find any solid information on him unlike everyone who's in his class - which makes him a bigger problem.

If they kidnapped him here, Jungkook can't tell for sure what may or may not happen.

Now he has to deal with this fucking situation and somehow handle it.

But..... This could also be his opportunity.

To know more information with the use of intimidation.

Maybe it is a blessing in disguise.

But that doesn't mean those who took him here are blessed.

"Chanyeol," Jungkook sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose, "Whoever brought V here, bring me his head for disobeying orders."

"Yes sir."

Namjoon looks at Jungkook reluctantly as the ravenette gets his composure together.

No, not the nerdy kid from college.

But as Oasis mafia leader Jungkook.

And he has to keep this impression intact, whatever means necessary.

"Time to fix this problem."

Taehyung is so tired.

He thought that might've been able to hold his ground after a few attempts to escape, but the minute they stuck a needle to his shoulder, he just dropped.

Of course they would fucking drug him, and he thought he could handle it.

But at the end of the day, he's just a human and he will feel the full blown reaction of the sedative drug.

He just wants to sleep.

But he can't.

He has to be awake.

He doesn't trust anyone.

He must know what they're going to do to him first.

And seems like that time has come.

As if on queue the door creaks open, on contrast to the barging effect from earlier. Footsteps fill the room and then suddenly it stops. Taehyung didn't want to look up, more so couldn't. His head feels loopy and weak.

Fucking assholes for drugging him.

He needs a few minutes.

Just a few minutes and he'll be somewhat in control again.

"Lift your head up."

The voice that spoke sounded strong and authoritative, and..... Deep. Yet oddly somewhat familiar, but with Taehyung's drugged brain he can't even think straight at the moment.

"I...... Can't," Taehyung breathes lowly, fighting the urge to flutter his eyes close, "You..... Would know if you were drugged."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Taehyung thought for a minute it was all just a hallucination from the drugs, up until a loud bang rings the environment and a curse.

How unfortunate.

Not wise to punch a cemented wall dumbass.

"Boss are you-"

"I'm fine! Fuck!" The voice growls and footsteps suddenly grew closer, making Taehyung's heard start thrusting in anxiety as he feels his hair suddenly being gripped, yanking his head up.

Taehyung grunts to the pain on his skull as he squints his eyes to the single ceiling light dangling above him, flashing his vision with light.

Shit it's too bright.

Adjusting to the light slowly, Taehyung was able to see with his vision blurred in front of him nothing but darkness, and a silhouette stepping closer into the light.

With a masquerade mask on his face.

The fuck is this?

The guy's arm was flooded with tattoos, his black tight tank top giving Taehyung that access to observe his sihlouette, despite his blurred vision fighting its way against the light.

With quick glances, Taehyung automatically searches for a visible gang tattoo, but the man has too many to keep track of. He's possibly the boss, undoubtably, but it sure is oddly satisfying seeing someone of high ranks appear so.... Unprofessional.

Usually those of high ranks would always carry a clean cut suit and be coated in jewelry to represent his authority. This guy has no jewelry, and the only professionalism he has are those dressed pants hugging his lower body, appearing as though he just got out of a shift from work and is not in a comfortable setting.

Taehyung now is intrigued to know the face behind that well sculptures body, but not as intrigued to know whether he's a gang or a mafia in disguise.

But all he can see is his eyes, dark through the holes of the mask.

Interesting person.

Wonder who they could really be.

Would it be Oasis? Like how those fuckers hollered out at the alleyway? Or another branch?

This sure is about to get interesting.

"Are you a Sage?"

The sudden question confused Taehyung as he raised an eyebrow, "The fuck is a Sage?"

"Answer the fucking question!" The voice behind the mask grew thicker in anger, "Are you a fucking Sage?"

"Didn't I answer that with my question? Obviously not! I just got here! I was just going to my apartment," Taehyung huffs as he tries to keep his voice as steady as possible, despite the drug wanting to take control in making him completely pass out.

The man behind the mask just stares at him, making Taehyung slightly feel unease to the hard look he's being given, but Taehyung doesn't care. He didn't do anything wrong, so he has no reason being here.

"We found a gun in your bag," The masked man says slowly, "Not any regular kid would have a gun in their possession."

To this Taehyung didn't know what to say, but he had to come up with something fast before death actually ends up becoming his best friend.

So he licks his lips, "Protection, I do live alone and trust no one. Learned how to use a gun in America, that's all you need to know."

Taehyung is surely surprised by how he hasn't gotten beaten up yet by this man for being so responsive, but he can't keep his hopes up.

He has to prepare himself.

"You killed the guy out there, a gang member from Sages. Judging by that, it wasn't your first kill," The mysterious man continues to say with his voice still surprisingly calm, "Who are you?"

Taehyung thinks it over for a moment, growing very silent until another man pops up from the shadows and storms in front of him, a mask on his face as well.

"Answer the fucking question!" He yells angrily, making Taehyung jump from the sudden tone as he glances between the two.

And just like that, he thought of something.

Just as quick.

He sure does love pressuring situations.

It always makes him think fast.

Just like his ex gang taught him to.

"It wasn't, and I'm not proud of it," Taehyung huffs while averting his eyes to the ground, "But he deserved it. Like I said, I protect myself. I'm just someone who's trying to survive. If I didn't kill him, he was just going to do that to someone else and I couldn't live with that."

Such a basic heroic sentence, but what else could he say that would save his ass?

He wasn't the right hand man of Orchids for no reason, Taehyung knows how to survive.

His intense gaze glances between the two men, seeing them both stare at him before, obviously the leader, signals back to the man holding Taehyung head up. Taehyung's head is suddenly lowered, but..... Surprisingly gently as the other masked male walks towards the duo and the three walked out the room, leaving Taehyung once again to be completely alone.

Look at that, maybe he did survive this bullshit easily, but that still didn't answer many of his questions lingering in his head.

As for now, that doesn't matter.

He has to seem like a civilian.

Maybe he can just close his eyes for a few minutes.

Maybe seconds.

And just like that, his world grew dark.

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