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bunbun [iv]

"Come here, babe."

Obeying his lover, Jungkook sat on the mafia boss's lap. A hand on the broad shoulder and the other fiddling with the stick of the lollipop he was sucking on, his legs around the well-built torso he admired.

"You could've told me you were good at this."

"You could've told me you needed my help," was the raven-haired male's playful remark, giggling when he felt the older male nosing the side of his neck.

"Didn't want you to worry, lovely."

"Tae, everyone needs help, at least once in a while."

Taehyung sighed in defeat, pressing soft kisses on his boyfriend's neck. His thumbs moving in circular motions against the thin fabric of the younger male's shirt. His lips trailed up to the other's jawline, and before he could go any further, he was holding nothing but air.

He then found himself looking down at the furry creature on his lap, with a shameless pout on his face. The red-haired male watched at the black furred bunny still sucked on the lollipop, tiny paws holding the white stick.

The tiny animal almost drowned in the large thick clothes that he previously wore, if not for the giant hole, the one for the head to go through.

"You just had to shift when I wanted to kiss you," the mafia boss complained with a whine, earning a cute glare from the other, "Hey! It's not my fault you decided to seduce me the other night!" he defended himself, raising both his hands in surrender.

When Jungkook hopped down from his lover's lap, he was instantly caught mid-air. Squirming in the hold of the older male, the bunny continued on sucking the lollipop. His doe eyes glared at the other male while being covered in cute short kisses from the top of his slightly heavy bunny ears to the tip of his cute fluffy tail.

If he was in his human form, he surely would be red from his scalp to the tip of his toes.

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The raven-haired male's plan did work — until a few days later, when a messenger from the Dark Knight came to them, proclaiming peace and a wish for a tête-à-tête. So, now, both leaders were seated across from each other. The visitor was in a formal suit, the ones worn for a formal meeting. While Taehyung was wearing the same attire, just in a different color.

In the quiet room, no one but them, and a sleeping bunny, was present. Quiet purrs escaped the small lips, making the redhead feel content. The young mafia lord swore he felt the eyes of his rival on his bunny, but he shrugged it off since his lover was quite the eye-catcher. However, Mister Sy just wouldn't start the discussion that was long time coming, opting to stare at the little creature.

"Why are you staring at my Bunbun?" Taehyung instantly remarked.

"I'm sorry, it's just that I have never seen a creature as perfect as the one in your reach — and I do quite have the eye for noticing such peculiar details on an animal. Mind if I ask how much can I pay you for that bunny?" the guest inquired without too much thought, about to pull out his wallet.

"Your life," the redhead growled, earning the immediate reaction of his lover whom sleepily attempted to hug the hand that was caressing his black fur.

Slightly softening at the adorable action, Taehyung let his boyfriend hug his hand and wrist like a koala — except that he's a bunny, and much more adorable than a koala.

"Oh, come on, Kim!" the old man rolled his eyes, "This animal must've cost you a fortune! So, how about a few million?"

"We aren't here to talk about my bunny," the young mafia lord deadpanned, "What do you want, Mister Sy?"

"That stupid rabbi–" before the old man could even finish, a hole was seen perfectly in the middle of his forehead.

"How dare he," Taehyung muttered before giving all his attention to the now naked male sitting on the table.

"That wasn't very nice, was it, babe?" the younger male shook his head as if disappointed, fingers playing with the red locks. "You could've let him live a little longer, by letting him watch as I play with his saggy skin and cut his precious family jewels off," a melodious giggled around the room.

The young mafia lord could only shrug as his eyes scanned his bare lover. He didn't have to worry about the rival gang going against them, their stupid leader did sign a contract that stated if he offended Taehyung or his lover in any way, he can be killed with no hesitation.

Thus, the nonchalant atmosphere in the room where the young couple enjoyed their each other's presence as the scent of blood, emitting out from a dead body, entered their respiratory systems.

From then on, rivals would instantly be killed if they incorrectly answered the redhead's question:

"Why are you staring at my Bunbun?"