mafia . vkook

thirty five

"Taehyung, you bastard." I murmured quietly, scared that he'd blow his brains out.

"I would." Taehyung replied to Yoongi, pressing the gun harder against Jin's temple.

He avoided eyecontact with me, instead choosing to glare at Yoongi.

I looked at Jimin, who was nearing tears.

"Hey, don't cry." I held his hand, stroking over his skin.

"It's just that, I don't trust he'll not shoot." Jimin sniffled.

"I'll sort it, don't worry. Do not watch me when I move, or Taehyung will catch on." I said, my voice unheard under the sound of Yoongi's rough voice insulting Taehyung.

He nodded, "please be careful."

I stroked his hand one last time, carefully creeping around to reach Taehyung.

I came around, snaking my arms around Taehyung's throat and knocking the gun out of his hand. I kicked the back of Jin's leg, causing him to fall as I pulled Taehyung back, my blade against his neck.

Jin quickly scrambled to his feet, running to Namjoon.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" I asked, Taehyung squirming against the cold metal.

"You wouldn't fucking dare." He repeated Yoongi's words.

"Of course not, what would precious Kai do without his cherished Taehyung?"

Everyone but Taehyung laughed, Yoongi ending the laughing fit with a slight scoff at 'Kai'.

"Nah, seriously there'd be no point. You're worthless. Not even a single penny lies on that pretty name of yours. Not a drop of money lies on Kim Taehyung. Isn't it tragic?"

"You might as well slit this pretty throat then." He retorted.

"Now, what would the fun be in that? How could I cut this pretty skin?" I taunted, pointing the tip of the blade at the quivering lump in his throat.

"What would it matter anyway? I've lost everything." Taehyung gave up, loosening his grip on my hand.

"What would King Kai do without you sucking him off and bringing his heroin?" Yoongi said, his voice slow and deep.

"Besides, it's not as if it was my fault. I wasn't the one who cheated."

"You gave up someone who was willing to die for you, to go fuck someone who lives off heroin." Hoseok spat, "what the fuck were you thinking?"

"I don't regret anything more."

"You should do more than fucking regret." Yoongi sneered, still annoyed after three months.

"He's genuine, he's crying." Jin pointed to Taehyung.

"I don't care." I replied, not prepared to give him sympathy.

"Don't forgive him so quick. Ever heard of crocodile tears?" Jimin said, shocked at Jin.

"He's just held a fucking gun to your head, Jin." Yoongi scoffed, baffled.

"They're not crocodile tears. I'm so sorry." Taehyung sobbed, shaking.

I felt my heart wrench at his sadness, as I was still stupidly in love with him. But, family comes before anyone and he'd held a gun to someone who I considered family.

Yes, I loved Taehyung but Jin meant everything to me and I knew I meant everything to him. Taehyung clearly didn't love me, he cheated on me with someone who I couldn't even bear to look at.