#taekookau 🔞where drug kingpin yoongi isn't capable of love but if he was, it would be for his sugar baby, Tae So imagine his fury when he stumbles on a sex video of his doll with some other man. A man he recognizes from his tattoos as his best friend and right hand man.

Tags : Infidelity? Sort of. Irredeemable characters 💀 Just another story that's been rattling in my head for months now😖

( lemme know what you guys think) 💜💜

Side yoonmin because we don't want my baby to be lonely 😌😌

"God, look at him. He has some balls wearing something like that to college." Taemin's voice was low and dripping with equal parts disbelief and disdain. Jimin looked up from where he was hunched over his assignment, eyes flitting automatically to the door. He stared.

Kim Taehyung had just stepped into the library, making a beeline for the front desk and smiling , enticing and gorgeous, body draped over the oak finish counter, hips thrown back, emphasizing the curve of his body, clad in skin tight jean shorts, with black fishnets underneath.

Jimin watched as Taehyung flayed with a luscious curl, letting it wrap around his index finger as he spoke to assistant, the man looking shell shocked and stunned, eyes wide and his attraction evident. Jimin gripped his pen harder. Taehyung was just so alluring.

"Do you know who picked him up last week?" Jieun leaned in conspiratorially, " Min Yoongi himself." Jimin stared back at her, surprised. "Min Yoongi? The... gangster?" He blinked, thrown. " Really?" "Saw him with my own two eyes. They say Taehyung's his new plaything."

Jimin cleared his throat. "Let's just work on the assignment guys." He said quietly. "Oh right, the police commissioner's son probably doesnt wanna hear about low life thugs and their whores." Taemin laughed, " right Jiminie?" Jimin smiled awkwardly. "Something like that."

"I don't think so... i saw you helping him out with his project on Monday." Jieun said with a frown. "After everyone left?" He went still. "So?" He said sharply. " Nothing wrong in helping someone is there?" "Not someone like him" "Someone like who?"

Jimin flinched as he heard the familiar voice, deep and low right next to him. His friends went completely still as Tae moved to stand behind him, before leaning down and wrapping him in a back hug. "Mimi, you promised you'll help me pick out some clothes at the mall."

Jieun and Taemin stared wide eyed, while Jimin felt heat rush up his face. He couldn't quite meet his friend's gaze as he quickly packed up his things, stuffing them haphazardly into his backpack. "I'll uh..see you guys later." He said quickly. Tae blew his friends a kiss,

before wrapping his arm around Jimin's waist, leading him to the door. "I told you I'll meet you in the parking lot." He said quietly, as they walked out into the mostly deserted hallway. Tae hummed. "Careful, Jimin-ah. Or i'll think you're ashamed to be seen with me."

Jimin bit his lips. "I don't want my friends to give you a hard time." He muttered. Taehyung laughed lightly at that. "What's so funny..." "Nothing." Tae said softly. " It's just...cute. That you think anything they say or do would possibly hurt me." He sighed.

"it won't?" Jimin asked, curious. Taehyung didn't respond , merely staring out into the distance with a faraway look on his face. "Its been a long time since anything's hurt me, Jimin." He whispered quietly . Jimin watched as Taehyung closed his eyes for a second.

Then he blinked his eyes open and gave him a dazzling smile. "Come on." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black card, " My boyfriend told me to treat myself. Let's put a little dent in his bank account." He giggled. Jimin smiled, uncertain.

Is your boyfriend a wanted criminal? The one my father's been hunting for year? The one who has more blood on his hands than a butcher's knife? He wanted to ask but he didn't. instead he followed him quietly.

Out in the parking lot, a long black Maserati stood idling. Jimin watched as Taehyung strutted over, lips pursed in a pout and hips swaying a bit more than usual. As he watched the door opened and a tall, tattoed man got out. "Taehyung." He said gruffly. "Jungkook."

Jimin watched as Taehyung folded his arms over his chest. "I need you to come with us. I need help carrying my shopping bags." Taehyung said haughtily. Jimin watched as the handsome man frowned, his jaw going taut. "You said you just needed a ride to the mall." He growled.

"Yeah, well, i changed my mind." Taehyung snapped. " What? Am I not supposed to?" Jungkook glared down at him for a second before his eyes snapped to Jimin. His gaze narrowed. "Who's this?" He asked quietly. "My best friend." Tae retorted, " Come on Chim."

Jimin kept his gaze low as he walked over to the car quietly. Jungkook's eyes seemed to bore into his skull. He made to reach for the door but Taehyung grabbed his arm. "Aren't you going to open the door for us?" He asked softly. " Where are your manners?"

Jimin felt a little faint from how much loathing seemed to drip from Jungkook's gaze. But Taehyung looked downright giddy, a sick sort of exhilaration on his face as Jungkook carefully held the door open for him. "Good boy." Tae whispered, patting Jungkook's cheek.

Jimin jumped when Jungkook's hand shot out, his large fingers wrapping around Tae's dainty little wrist with enough force to make the younger stumble. Tae whimpered a little when Jungkook squeezed tight, eyes flashing "Be careful. You don't want to dirty yourself by touching me."

Jungkook's voice dripped with anger and resentment and Taehyung yanked his hand back, glaring. "Whatever. Come on Chim." He tugged on Jimin's hand pulling him into the car. Jimin turned to look at Jungkook who was breathing deep with his eyes closed. He bit his lips.

Maybe befriending Taehyung wasn't a very good idea after all. 🌿🌸🌿🌸

Taehyung scratched at the hem of his jeans shorts, tugging a bit on his stockings as he stepped into the Dior outlet in the mall. There was a separate floor here, dedicated just to luxury high end brands and he loved it. Next to him Jimin was gawking at the clothes.

Taehyung smiled, amused. He peered around Jimin, catching sight of Jungkook leaning against a pillar on the other side of the walkway. Typing into his phone and smiling. Taehyung wondered who he was texting. Was it that woman again? God, he hated her. "Hey." He shouted.

Jungkook glanced up at once, a small frown marring his infuriatingly handsome face. "Come here. " Taehyung said, curling his fingers. Jungkook glared for a second before pushing away from the pillar and making his way over. "Can I help you, your majesty? " He sneered.

Taehyung smirked. "You and your best friend, " He said softly. " You have similar tastes don't you? " He tilted his head. " You enjoy the same things, indulge in the same kind of vices. " He licked his lips, " I need your opinion on some dresses I'm going to pick out. "

Jungkook stared at him for a second before turning on his heel and walking away. Taehyung yelled after him but Jungkook ignored him, making his way back to the pillar. Next to him, Jimin cleared his throat. "Tae? "

Taehyung sighed turning back to look at the shorter male. "What is it? " "What's the deal with you and Jungkook? " Jimin asked quietly. Taehyung hesitated, before turning back to look at the man. He was back on his phone. "We're lovers. " He said simply.

Jimin inhaled at that, audibly. Taehyung laughed at the wide eyed look of horror on his face. "What? " He laughed. " Is that so hard to believe? " Jimin swallowed, looking back and forth between them. "I.. I thought you were dating ... Min Yoongi. " He whispered.

Taehyung sighed, licking his lips for a second. "Okay. Maybe I phrased that wrong." he smiled. " We were lovers. Once." He giggled, " In the back of his car." Jimin didn't quite see what was funny. "He didn't know I was Yoongi's ..." Taehyung giggled again." Poor thing."

Jimin continued to stare at him and Taehyung closed his eyes. "Does that make me sound like a whore Jimin? " He asked softly. " Do you find me disgusting? Immoral? Deceitful? " He swallowed. Jimin hesitated before shaking his head. "No. Just confusing. " Tae laughed.

"Well, that's nice." He shook his head. " Do you want to meet him?" Jimin felt his heart drop down to his feet. "Who?" he asked , his voice shaking just a bit. "Who do you think?" Taehyung leaned in, " Min Yoongi, of course." "No." Jimin said sharply. " No... I.. No."

"You look like a terrified little mouse." Taehyung laughed. " He's not that bad you know. Very handsome guy. Sexy too." he hummed. " He would like you." Jimin swallowed. "Tae, you told me you just had to shop for a few clothes for the dance festival in college," he said softly.

" i don't... i don't want to get involved with anyone or anything else. I'm your friend that's all...but I'm not... i don't want to get involved with anything illegal." Tae stared. "Oh, right..." He closed his eyes. " i completely forgot. Your dad is trying to arrest my man."

He laughed again. " Isn't that funny? But its alright. Yoongi has people who make sure that none of those charges come anywhere near him. As far as everyone is concerned, he's just a ghost who haunts the shadows of Seoul's criminal underbelly. Terrifying but not really real."

Jimin hesitated. "Is it true that he carries a dagger on him at all times?" He said shakily. " And a golden tooth on a chain around his neck." Tae turned to him with a small smile, tilting his head. "Thought you weren't interested in him?" he grinned. " Changed your mind?"

Jimin shrugged. "Just idle curiosity." He said quietly. "His first kill." Tae said with a smile. " It was some kind gang initiation. He had to stab a guy forty times and then pull out his tooth as a souvenir. It's a symbol, kind of. A reminder of his beginning."

"He told you all that?" Jimin whispered. "He trusts you so much?" Taehyung shrugs. "Yes. I'm definitely betraying that trust by spilling it all to you. The commissioner's son." he grimaced. " I do know how to pick them don't I?" "I won't tell." Jimin said quickly. " You can trus.

-t me." "Good." Tae shrugged. " Because if you do tell, he'll cut out our tongues." Jimin stumbled. Taehyung laughed again at that. "Why are you so easy to tease?" He giggled. " Yoongi won't do that. He's really sweet. i promise. Now, come ... Let's pick a few clothes."

Jimin nodded, turning around to walk in the direction of the store, only to crash head first into a broad, muscular chest. Hands shot out, gripping his arms with jarring strength, stopping him from falling. He swallowed, staring at the man, just a little taller than him,

He was dressed in all black, shirt, slacks, suit jacket. He had long hair curling a little at his nape, porcelain skin and dark, cat like eyes, now staring into his own with an intensity that made him tremble. He moved back, hiding behind Taehyung, instinctively. "Yoongi."

Jimin saw the way Taehyung went completely still, his face draining of color really quick. "Yoongi?" The man said softly. " Since when do you call me that, angel?" Taehyung swallowed, audibly. "Who's your friend?" Yoongi asked quietly, a small smirk on his face.

"He's from college. His name is Jimin." Taehyung's voice had none of the bravado from earlier, low, respectful and almost fearful. Jimin moved further back. Yoongi chuckled. "A scared kitten." He whispered softly. " Don't worry, Jimin ssi. I'm a cat person."

"Why..." Taehyungs voice shook a little. " Why are you here? I ... thought you were going to spend the week in Daegu." Jimin watched as Yoongi reached out, pulling Taehyung flush against his chest. He stared at his broad hands, cupping Taehyung's tiny waist and swallowed.

"Maybe I missed you?" Yoongi said casually, keeping him close but his eyes still stayed on Jimin. " Why? Were you getting upto some mischief, angel? " "No." Taehyung said at once, " I... I was just going to buy some clothes." "Excellent." Yoongi said softly. " Lingerie?"

Jimin felt his face flame at that, blood rushing to his cheeks as his mind conjured up a vivid image of the two beautiful men in front of him. Yoongi's large hands running over silk and lace, draped on golden skin. "No." Tae snapped, glancing at Jimin. " I.. its for college."

"Yoongi .." Jungkook's voice came from behind them. " Director Hwang wants to meet us for dinner tonight, with his wife." Yoongi hummed. "Excellent." He said casually. " Jungkook ah... Ask your girlfriend to join us too.. Taehyung and I will be there. Maybe his friend too?"

Jungkook cleared his throat. "I'm sure... Park Jimin ssi, has other things to do tonight. His father's getting an award from the mayor tomorrow morning and would probably want his family on stage with him, right Jimin ssi?" Jungkook glared daggers into him. Jimin froze.

Yoongi frowned deeply. "Park Jimin? " He tilted his head, " Park Jihwan's son?" His eyes narrowed. " Really?" Jimin clenched his fists. "Tae, I... I need to go." He said shakily, turning around. "Wait." Yoongi said imperiously. " You're the commissioner's son?"

Jimin hesitated before nodding softly. Yoongi stared at him for a second, before laughing out loud. "Well, that explains the stark terror on your face, little one." he said with a grin, " did you grow up hearing tales about the big bad wolf of Seoul, Min Yoongi?"

Jimin felt a flash of annoyance. "No sir. I grew up hearing about a lowlife thief and murderer, with no respect for human life or dignity. A coward hiding behind his empire. "

Taehyung breathed in sharply, whirling around to stare at him in disbelief. "Jimin..." He hissed, but Yoongi gripped his waist tighter, squeezing tight and drawing a whimper out of him. Jimin watched the way Taehyung's eyes watered from the painful grip. Yoongi stared him down.

"Well, " He smiled softly. " Here I am, in the middle of a crowded mall, Jimin-ah. Hardly what you would call hiding, don't you think? If your father was better at his job, maybe he would have caught me by now, yes?"

"I didn't give you permission to address me like that." Jimin said quietly. " Tae..." he said quietly. " I'm going home." Tae looked lost, teeth sinking into his bottom lip , a pained look on his face. Jimin felt a flash of annoyance. "And loosen your grip, you're hurting him."

Jimin turned on his heel, walking away quickly. He kept his gaze ahead of him, but he could feel Min Yoongi's eyes, boring holes into the back of his head as he left. Once he was outside, in the sun, he shuddered, trembling. It was a hot day but he felt chilled. ~~~~~~~

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