[ Notion ]

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Three thirty in the morning. Jungkook was only coming back home now. After getting rid of the body he had calcinated during two hours, the black haired was finally going home. He had been careful not to make noise with his R8, that he had parked at the same place in front of his small building, on the opposite sidewalk. As furtive as a lightning in a thunderstorm, Jungkook reached his building. He took the stairs as usual, before arriving in front of his door. At this hour, he was certain that Hoseok and Taehyung were sleeping. It was the first time he had returned from a mission so late. His best friend must have been wondering for sure. That is why the ravenette grabbed his key as discreetly as he could, he opened, still slowly, and stepped inside his home.

The apartment was in the complete darkness. They were sleeping. Jungkook removed his shoes, he had to heal himself. His wounds weren't major and he had bandaged them but, he had to disinfect. Especially the cut on his left thigh. He lit his hallway with a simple flashlight, before going to the bathroom. Once inside, all his clothes ended on the floor. He was hot, these fabrics were sweaty adding to the fact they smelled like blood. Even if Jungkook had impregnated the fabrics with its intoxicating fragrance, the combo was too powerful. He grabbed a basin in a cabinet, and plunged his dirty clothes in it. A bit of cold water and that was all. To make the blood go away in the first place.

Wearing a simple underwear, the killer eyed his face in front of his mirror. Tonight, he was scary to see. One could easily notice the disgust on his features. The disgust of having burned someone. Someone he hadn't even killed, Yoongi did. Clearly, the ravenette's thoughts were only bundles of hellish knots. He was slack, Jungkook cleaned his cut thigh. One more scar. As if he didn't have enough already. He hoped he could fix the skin as best as he could. The assassin was tired of destroying his epidermis so easily. So intimately. At least, it was too deep or too noticeable so it relieved him a little. He put a bandage on it, before taking care of his hand. He did the same thing. The mint haired had hit not far from the thumb. But once again, it wasn't anything too serious. The wound wasn't too big.

The clock in the bathroom displayed three forty nine. Dark circles were already attacking his desirable young man's face, fatigue had taken hold of his features. After a light water spray on the eyes, and a silent teeth brushing, Jungkook left the room. He was about to join Taehyung on his bed, however he had wanted to check where his best friend was. There wasn't a thousand solutions, since Hoseok wasn't on the couch, he had to be in the guest room. Jungkook had barely pushed the door that he noticed his black tuft on the pillow. A faint smiled appeared on his dry lips, his hand closed the door and the killer hurriedly went to the warmth of his sheets. There, Taehyung was sleeping. Soundly. He deduced it by his relaxed breathing. Jungkook slid under the blanket. His orbs staring at the ceiling while he waited to fall asleep, the ravenette thought. About a lot of things. About way too many things.  

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The next morning, the awakening between Taehyung and Jungkook was banal. They didn't talk much. The hazel haired had tried to know if the ravenette had hurt himself, the latter had denied. In vain, since the university teacher had seen his bandaged hand. Not the one on his thigh, because Jungkook was wearing large cotton pants. Another one of his jogging pants. As it was morning, they didn't try to argue or talk about their relationship either. It had been electric for some time. Since the two had touched each other, to specify. They knew it, it irritated them but they managed during the morning. Hoseok was with them, at the table it was silent, way too silent. Even Jungkook's best friend was embarrassed by this bad atmosphere. The television had been turned on, the ravenette listened attentively the last news.

« A macabre discovery occurred this morning, in this building owned by a commercial company. Hojong Economics, a firm based on the economy around the world. It counts three hundred employees, however, unfortunately, one of them is missing this morning. It was a father of forty seven years old. He worked in this company since ten years. Blood has been found in his office, scattered everywhere. Authorities fear a murder. The presenter paused. However, the body is nowhere to be found. His family explain the fact that he didn't come home yesterday night, after work. At this point, the death of this man is almost certain. Search procedures will be initiated. Currently no weapons have been found. On the other hand, the blood found has been collected and will be examined shortly. We will follow this case as soon as the next information come. To be followed, progress on the environment. »

Jungkook turned the television off all of a sudden. Hoseok understood. Taehyung, not really. At least he suspected that the ravenette was involved in this affair. But nothing particular alerted him. Finally the killer acted as nothing happened. He continued to eat despite what had happen last night, the dark haired absolutely had to speak to the IT pro. To the speed of light, Jungkook finished his bowl of noodles. Taehyung watched him discreetly, he had noticed the younger's strange behaviour. Even if he tried to conceal it, the hazel haired saw an unusual connotation. Almost awkward. And Jungkook made his best friend understand he had to talk to him quickly, just by looking at him. A sign through their orbs.

« I have to talk to Hobi. Jungkook mumbled. You can do what you want while waiting. » The killer told the teacher.

« I'll just read. » Taehyung had breathed out.

A weak nod of the head from the youngest, before he dragged Hoseok with him in his bedroom. Once inside, he threw himself on the bed, with a distraught attitude.

« Damn buddy, I'm in deep shit. » Jungkook sighed.

Shocked by this astray tone, the oldest of the two men sat on the bed. The ravenette clenched a pillow tight between his fingers, as his best friend watched him, mysteriously.

« You left your blood on the scene ? Dumbass... » Hoseok seemed disappointed.

« Eh wait, chill out. The assassin muttered. I'm not a beginner in the field, you know it. But there were fucking complications last night. »

Hoseok lifted his eyebrows, he crossed his arms on his chest, skeptical.

« Then talk. Because Jungkook, you better have a good excuse. » His voice had seemed firm.

An inspiration was heard in the room. Jungkook was focusing to not collapse in rage. To not feel the need to break everything and go kill Yoongi a bullet in his head.

« I'm not the one who killed that guy. It's that motherfucker Min. His face was distorted. When I got there, he had already killed him. At first I didn't understand. Then I did. It was him. And he was there Hobi. » Jungkook started snickering.

« What the- You're kidding ? » Shocked, Hoseok muttered.

« No. Yoongi barged in, and we fought. Well... It's never real fights with him, he doesn't know how to fight. But he still simulates really well this bastard. I knocked him well, but he didn't miss me. Knife in the thigh, and in my hand. My lip is busted too. And it's because of his unexpected fight that we lost our blood on the scene. A sigh left him. Except there was so much blood, that it was useless to try to clean it up. Between the guy's blood and ours, it was over. I had to get out as fast as possible. What's worst is that he left the corpse there. »

Static, Hoseok was static. He couldn't believe his ears. He opened his mouth several times, shocked, before blinking to make sure he heard well.

« But damn Jungkook, you should have left when you saw that dead guy ! It was no longer useful to- » The IT pro hurriedly said.

« I felt a presence Hobi ! I wasn't going to leave, I wanted to understand what had happened. And I didn't want someone to take a picture of me or something if there was anyone. I just got cautious, that's all. Jungkook interrupted him. But Yoongi is as deep in shit as me. There's my blood, yes, but there's his too. The police doesn't have my DNA registered in their files. I can get away like this. » He tried to convince himself.

The oldest frowned. He didn't have anything interesting to say. Or, nothing reassuring. It was a big mistake to him.

« Do you realize that if you get arrested, you're in deep shit ? They take your fingerprints and you're done. You'll be good for the prison. » Hoseok sighed.

« I know... Muttered Jungkook. I fucking know. But I made the body disappear. »

« What ? Why ? » The other said.

« To brake the cops fully in the track. Simple precaution. That Min motherfucker left me like this, I had to do the dirty work when I didn't even kill him. » Jungkook explained.

« Where's his body ? » 

« Burnt. Dust. At the bottom of a river right now. » His tone had seemed dismal. 

Hoseok's eyes went grey. He didn't like when Jungkook got rid of a body this way. Rare were the times it had happened. But he hated this way of doing things.

« Did you immolate him ? »

« Mmh. »

« What time did you get home ? »

« Three. » Mumbled the dark haired.

« I see. »

A silence passed. Awkward. That too, it was rare between the two friends but each of them knew why there was this awkwardness. Yet they didn't talk about it. Anyway, that was what Jungkook thought, for a moment.

« You know I don't like this way of doing things. »

« The risk was too high Hoseok. They have my blood. The corpse was a proof, they can accuse me. And I didn't kill him, that guy. » The ravenette's tone sounded cold.

« You should've buried him Jungkook. » He wasn't pleased.

« I don't like doing this either. I just thought about the mess, I did what I thought was good I didn't have much time. »

A snicker left Hoseok. But he didn't add anything. Talking about this topic irritated them, it was better not to push it. The two were tense, it was better to hold back.

« Anyway. I forgot to tell you but a guy appeared on the servor a while ago. A novice. Then the dark haired whispered, just in case. He's looking for Taehyung. He named himself P.J, I infiltrated his webcam. It's a little blondie, cute. It's probably one of his friends, right ? »

The killer's face got tougher, he stared at his best friend as if he had spaced out for a while. His lips were bitten by his teeth, his right hand ran in his ebony hair.

« Yeah. Who do you want it to be if not his friend ? He sighed. I think one day... Taehyung mentioned the name of a certain Jikie or Jimin in his sleep... You're saying it's P.J ? Maybe it's one of the two persons, who knows ? » He had whispered.

« I'll do researches about this guy. » Hoseok concluded.

Jungkook let himself fall on his mattress. He stared at his bedroom window, tired. He hadn't sleep or not much. It wasn't going well with Taehyung and he had burnt a man this night. He was fed up.

« I've had enough, Hobi. Muttered the younger. I'm so done with this life. Honestly, I kill people. It's pitiful. Hoseok was listening calmly, he understood Jungkook. With Taehyung... He spoke lower just in case. Some things happened. »

« I believed I understood. » Mumbled the IT pro.

« No but... We kissed. He whispered. For Christmas, and his birthday too. And... We touched each other. I've took him to Jooha and... »

« Wait. Wait. Hoseok started laughing. What the hell, but- »

« What's up with the english expressions these times ? » Jungkook laughed too.

(N/A: since the fanfic is originaly written in French, Hoseok is supposed to say "What the" and "What the hell" in English, but since I'm translating it, it doesn't really work anymore ://)

The oldest of the two friends, walked closer to the professional assassin. He couldn't believe it.

« I have too much information in my head. You got Taehyung, ok. And you touched the other, that I wasn't expecting. And adding to that, you went back to Jooha's ? But how did you find her ? How is she doing after all this time ? » He drowned Jungkook with questions.

The ravenette's orbs fell on his best friend, his expression was insipid. He smiled without smiling. His emotions were empty.

« He kissed me first. At the lake. Because I gave him my name, but you already knew that. Then... Three, four days after we made out. »

« You liked it ? »

« So much. » Jungkook chuckled.

« You told him that... You haven't kissed anyone before ? » His tone was intrigued.

« Yes. It shocked him. » His voice mumbled.

Hoseok's hands came to hit his own knees, a small reflex he had when he learned something special, in order to assimilate this additional information.

« And then ? »

« On his birthday, I decided to take him to Jooha's. I was sure she hadn't moved out. You know, she has always loved countryside, animals. So I took him there. She was shocked when she saw me. But she was happy. Then we went on a horse ride, just Taehyung and me. A small smile appeared on his lips. We... Talked. About us. Then we kissed and teased each other. I have to admit we made out for the first time the day before and we had to calm down. Now, he laughed, he didn't specify his solo session of pleasure. And the day after, we gave in. »

« You slept together ? » Hoseok couldn't help but ask.

« No. Well... It was an intercourse but we didn't go all the way. I'd even say that... It was really the basic of the basic. But damn that was good. » He had almost groaned at the end of the sentence.

« I see you keep a good memory from it. » Snickered the oldest.

« Downright. He nodded. So this happened, in a forest hut owned by Jooha. »

« Wait... Hoseok started to laugh again. You did that in a caban ? And where were the horses ? » He tried to say while bursting out laughing.

Jungkook sighed but a laugh left him. He straightened up, in order to lean against the headboard.

« Damn you're stupid. It's a sort of tiny chalet if you prefer. And the horses were outside... Anyway. We went back to Jooha's after. We ate with her, and before leaving the said she knew Tae was my boyfriend. His expression became pained. He's not my boyfriend. I mean. He's my hostage, damn. We kissed, yeah that's true. We touched each other too, ok. But we're nothing. Now things are cold between us as you may have noticed. Because ever since that moment back there, I'm trying to get away from Taehyung. » His voice admitted, hardly.

« But why are you doing that ? He doesn't want you to be... Close anymore ? »

« Hoseok. He muttered. Taehyung is disturbed. He's deprived. His attraction towards me is probably not real. For me... It is. A weak laugh escaped from between his lips. Our relationship if harmful. Really, no need to be stupid to understand. »

« So what are you going to do, Jungkook ? »

For the first time since Taehyung was here, the killer was finally going to say what would be the cause of an intense shock for his best friend. For the first time he was going to say, the decision he had taken during the night, though he had thought about it ever since the hazel haired was in his apartment. And the worst thing, was that Hoseok wasn't going to be the only one aware of it. Maybe Taehyung was listening, right in front of this door.

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Chapter 35 ! ♥

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