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"H-hi..", a tiny voice is heard from the door, Taehyung looks up, sighing in defeat as he gestures the man to come inside his cabin.

He grabs his kit and starts inspecting the wounds on the patient - Jeon Jungkook's face and hands.

"Stop moving!" The doctor hisses, shooting daggers at the injured man.

Gasps are heard from near the corridor where the patient- Mob boss, Jungkook's men stand.

"You.." He points at them one by one, "..You and You. All of you, stay out. I need to check up on the patient."

They look at their boss who nods curtly, and they're out of sight in an instant.

"This is the third time in /this/ week that you're here." The doctor cleans the wound with a swab, "do you not know anything else than fighting?"

Jungkook stays silent.

"I'm asking you, Mister." Taehyung then presses a alcohol-dipped swab on the wound on his hand.

Jungkook hisses at the sensation, "I run the biggest Mafia clan in Seoul. What do you expect, Doc?"

"Why do you come here? The hospital's far away from your mansion."

The mob boss breaks into a smile, "you know a lot about me." he says, looking - more like, admiring- the doctor with heart eyes.

"You're Jeon Jungkook. Everyone knows about you. Don't feel so special." The doctor replies, annoyance laced in his voice.

"Could've said just for the peace of my heart. You're rude. Doctors are supposed to be kind and soft-spoken." There's a pout that adorns the mob boss' lips but Taehyung misses the sight, too busy in cleaning the cuts and bruises.

He focuses entirely on the wounds, ignoring the way Jungkook keeps talking, sharing with him the 'deets'.

How he went to seal the deal with Kang Jaehwa, how he /knew/ there's a trap, how he very cunningly let Jaehwa think he has the upper hand while in fact he's the mastermind.

Taehyung doesn't reply.

Well, as a doctor, he's not supposed to engage with any small talks with the patient anyway.

"Did you even hear anything I said, Doc?" The mob boss asks once the doctor sets the kit aside.

"I'm not deaf." Taehyung shoots back.

Jungkook frowns, trying to look at the doctor's face whose head is hung low, he's not meeting the mob boss' eyes and it /irks/ Jungkook.

"Doc.." he trails, hesitantly placing his hand over the back of Taehyung's palm.

Taehyung retracts his hand immediately, as if burned by the touch.

Jungkook feels his ribcage constricting in his chest, clenching his heart, "Hey.. doc.. look at me, will you?"

No response.

"Doc, please?"

No response.

"Taehyung..."

Jungkook sighs, getting on his feet, crouching on the ground so he could see the pretty doctor's face.

Now.

As the king of Seoul's biggest Mafia clan, Jeon Jungkook has no weakness.

Zero. Null. Nothing at all.

He can take down a whole troop down, all by himself. Can play the deadliest tricks with literally the most dangerous and wicked people ever. He's able to surpass

literally every expectation one can have from a Mafia leader.

But, then again.

He's just a man.

A man. In love. That is.

So he realises he /does/ infact have a weakness.

And the weakness, comes in the form of the most beautiful person he has laid his eyes on.

It comes in the form of the most renowned doctor of Seoul.

The one who's the most skilled, respected and knowledgeable.

The one whose skills makes one wonder, how is it possible for a human to be /this/ perfect.

The owner of the heart - of the one who owns Seoul.

"Baby... Look at Ggukie, please?"

Taehyung shakes his head, immediately moving away from Jungkook.

"Love?"

He's met with only silence.

"My moon.. Ggukie's sorry." A faint sniffle is then heard. And it is loud enough to break the mob boss' heart into million pieces.

Jungkook lifts the doctor's chin, gasping at the sight of flushed cheeks and red, teary eyes in front of him.

And well, as much as he'd like to bend hell, stop the world because his baby is hurt, he knows for a fact that /he/ caused this.

/He/ made his baby cry.

"Fuck off, Jeon." Taehyung hisses, swatting away Jungkook's hand. The first drop of tear rolls down his cheek, and the doctor angrily wipes it off.

Jungkook presses his lips into a thin line, "Moon.."

"Doctor Kim Taehyung." The doctor glares at him with bloodshot red eyes.

"Hey! That's.. rude. I'm hurt. Look-" the mob boss points at his wounds.

Well, shit.

This goes in the list of 'Top three mistakes of Jeon Jungkook's life'.

If Taehyung was angry.. mad.. or sad before.

He's practically seething right now.

He releases a deep sigh to calm himself, fanning away the tears that prick the corner of his eyes.

"Look. Jeon Jungkook, I don't particularly care if you're just careless or you do this on purpose. You-" he pauses, fingers curling over the desk beside him,

"-you broke a promise."

And that, is how Jungkook's world crumbles down his feet.

Because he /never/ breaks his promise.

Especially the ones he made to his baby.

"Baby..."

"I said. Doctor. Kim. Taehyung."

Jungkook's shoulders sag in defeat, he knows there's no getting

out, nor away from this situation.

"But, you're my husband." He pouts.

Jeon Jungkook pouts.

The king of "Mafia's Deadliest" clan fucking /pouts/

"You look like a kicked puppy, ISTG Jeon Jungkook stop acting cute. You fucking broke a promise." Taehyung steps forward,

Jungkook gulps, stepping backwards. "I'm sorry." He genuinely speaks, voice low but determined.

"Sorry won't make up."

"Baby, I'm really sorry. You know I can't just avoid these injuries. You know it's a given that I will someway or the other end up getting wounds and cuts-"

Jungkook releases a deep breath, wrapping his arm around the doctor- his husband, Kim-Jeon Taehyung's waist.

Taehyung makes an unsuccessful attempt to free himself.

"You know your husband rules Seoul. I can't /not/ get hurt in my line of work. You knew beforehand what you're-

- signing up for when you signed those marriage papers."

Taehyung scoffs, "that's it?"

Jungkook doesn't know how to reply, unable to understand the implication behind his husband's question.

"Should've thought before making a false promise to your husband."

Oh well...

What has he gotten himself into.

Taehyung's wiping off the tears harshly when they wet his cheeks, "should've thought before marrying a doctor that I can't /not/ be worried about you, should've thought before saying you'll come back to me safe."

"Love, I'm safe. I'm fine, I promise."

Jungkook is /trying/

But he knows he fucked up when he entered the hospital with his men.

He knew he will have to face the wrath of his sweet husband whose words might cut him bones deep.

"Yeah, right. You're safe. I just stitched three cuts, Jeon Jungkook. /One/ peaceful day, without you coming back home is all I want in life!" The doctor raises his voice a bit, Jungkook almost startles.

The door opens abruptly and both male immediately turn towards it

"Boss, the rat's been identified. We've caught him. Shall we leave?" One of Jungkook's men speaks from near the door.

Jungkook scratches the back of his neck, passing a sheepish smile to his husband.

He has the fucking audacity to smile!!

"I'll see you at home tonight." He, with hopes of kissing his husband, leans forward.

Taehyung looks away, grabbing his phone from the desk, "I'm not coming home." He says and leaves the room before the mob boss could reply.

[TBD]

ksjsksk i'll continue later idk what is this and where this is going lmao and im at work lololol I'll go home and continue. bye bye

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P.S "without you coming home with these bruises" is what Tae says im sorry this is so rushed wtf

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"Youngsoo, clean the mess. Remember to get the basement cleaned thoroughly," Jungkook asserts, eyeing the man who's loosing bl0od like a stream, "before Tae is back. He shouldn't know this rat was here."

Youngsoo replies with a firm nod, already dialing numbers on his device while the Mob boss rushes to his room for a shower.

He makes sure to clean each and every drop of bl0od from his body, avoiding the fresh wounds because Taehyung definitely will k!ll him if the wounds get opened just as much as a millimetre.

The clock strikes 8 P.M.

Jungkook's on the couch of their living room.

It's about time that Taehyung will enter the home and he'll jump over his pretty husband, pepper all the kisses and shower him with the utmost amount of love.

He waits, patiently so.

He knows for a fact that he's at fault.

He knows that Taehyung's not receiving his call after he left Jungkook in his cabin.

All his calls and messages continuously are forwarded to voicemail.

Jungkook glances at the clock, bored with whatever show or movie, he doesn't know is playing on the T.V.

9 P.M.

He sighs, and tries calling Taehyung again.

Jungkook prays internally that atleast this once his husband receives the call.

But he doesn't.

Finally when the hour hand of the clock ticks at 10, Jungkook grabs his jacket, aggresively pressing the keys on his mobile phone and rushes out of the house.

His mind is a mess by now.

Thoughts rushing over the endless possibilities that flow through his brain.

"Where's Tae?" He asks the receptionist outside his husband's room.

The girl startles, "Sir- Dr. Kim.."

She doesn't get to speak further because Jungkook already has turned around when he beard the voice he was longing to hear the whole day.

"Keep a check on his vitals and infor-" Taehyung's sentence is abruptly cut off when his husband hugs him tight, right in front of the doctors and nurses around him.

"Jungkook what-.. are you doing?"

He accusingly asks, prying away from his husband's hold.

Jungkook doesn't let him go.

Instead, his grip on Taehyung's waist gets tighter, his heart beating at a quickened pace, face buried in his husband's neck. "Fuck! I was so scared, baby."

Taehyung seems to understand the situation now.

His smile curl upwards in a gentle smile as he hugs his husband back.

Jungkook relaxes in his embrace.

Heart slowly returning to beating normally.

Features visibly softening.

"Don't ever do that to me again, love. I-I was so fucking scared. I thought something-"

"You thought something happened to me?"

The mob boss nods, still clinging on his husband's frame.

The doctor chuckles, "don't worry, I know what I signed up for when I signed those marriage papers."

His voice is laced with mockery. Jungkook knows, but his heart is too

worried and scared to let his mind take control and reply or fight back.

"I know. I know, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry baby." Taehyung looks around, everyone has their eyes set on the couple.

He pulls away from the hug, dragging his husband inside the cabin.

"What?" Taehyung has his arms crossed in front of his chest. Jungkook is fidgeting his fingers nervously.

He steps closer to his husband, nervously. "I'm sorry."

"You sound like a broken record. The fuck am I supposed to do with your sorry?"

"Baby, you know it's difficult for me to avoid getting in fights and getting hurt. I try, I-" he pulls Taehyung closer, resting his forehead over the doctor's, "I try my best to come back home to you without any cuts, any bruises. You know I do, and-"

He cups Taehyung's cheeks, pecking each eye, his forehead and his cheeks adorably, "and I am fine, I promise."

Taehyung opens his mouth to speak, but the mob boss hushes him by placing his index finger over the doctor's lips.

"I know I broke the promise."

"And I'm ready to accept any punishment you give me, just-" his hand travels towards his husband's nape, "- just come back home. Stay by my side. Yell at me, scold me, punish me. But-" he pauses, sniffling lightly, "- but talk to me, and come home please."

"No." Taehyung replies and Jungkook's heart shrinks.

"Baby ..."

The doctor finally, /finally/ smiles looking at him, "I have a patient to attend, you dummy. There's a surgery scheduled in two day so I need to keep a check on him continuously. I have to pull a night shift."

The mob boss huffs out a deep breathe, hands resting over his husband's shoulder, "you need to stop scaring me, love."

"You're the one to talk about scaring your partner?"

"Baby.. c'mon. I said I'm sorry and just for your very kind information, I never -

- promised I'll return home without any bruises. I promised I'll be safe and that I always am." Jungkook replies caging his husband who bas a playful glare and a teasing pout on his lips right now.

Taehyung rolls his eyes, grabbing his husband by the collar of his shirt, "pfft. I know what you promised, babe. I was just testing you."

"You're a brat! Kim-Jeon Taehyung, " Jungkook scoffs, with a relieved smile on his face, "my brat."

He kisses Taehyung's cheeks, cupping them softly, then rubs his nose against the doctor's, breaking into a fit of giggles and smiles.

"I forgive you this once. But-"

"There's a but?"

Taehyung nods.

"But, if you plan on taking down someone and decide to /not/ involve me, I will, most definitely not come home and it'll not be because of a surgery." The smile on Taehyung's face makes it completely impossible for the mob boss to retaliate even once.

As much as he knows it's dangerous to take Taehyung with him, he also knows Taehyung will wreck havoc if Jungkook won't do what he asked for.

"Baby, the last time you came along, we had to bring him to the hospital and you treated him yourself! The doctor in you -

- keeps jumping out even on times like these." Jungkook plants soft kisses over his husband's jaw and over the corner of his lips, Taehyung loops his hands around the mafia leader's nape, pulling him close.

"But are you forgetting, I was the one to c/ut his fingers though!?"

A smirk full of mirth and darkness paints over their lips, Taehyung presses his mouth against the mob boss' parted lips, "you said you wanted him to live longer so he could feel the pain. I /had/ to bring him to hospital and treat him. You know I'd do anything for my lover."

"Good lord! You're so hot when you talk like this." Jungkook kneads his husband's waist, hand travelling inside the doctor's coat, and his shirt.

Taehyung chuckles, pushing Jungkook backwards.

With stumbling feet they make it to
the couch, Jungkook's back hits the soft leather while Taehyung settles on his husband's lap, "Mhm.. is this why you married me, Ggukie?" He winks, Jungkook holds him by the waist.

"I knew I'm gonna marry you when you threw the wine on my white shirt when we first met at the party." Taehyung groans when Jungkook dreamily sighs, reminiscing the memory.

The doctor giggles when Jungkook peppers his beautiful face with soft, feather light kisses, "You said I was 'flying too high' because of my brother."

"Well.. you kinda were? You literally said 'you're here because my brother wants you to be here."

"That was the truth though? Were you not invited by my brother to the party?" The doctor squints his eyes, "Or did you barge in uninvited?" He fake gasps, and then laughs when Jungkook, out of nowhere, starts tickling him. "pfft.. Love - no - o-oh no, please stop hah-"

It takes a good few minutes for his laughter to die and breathing to even out, Jungkook watches him, awestruck with his love, his husband's beauty.

"How can you be so beautiful, baby?" He blurts out, Taehyung's giggles pause immediately.

"You're just whipped."

"And if I am? Literally everyone knows I am. It's no secret, love. But you, your beauty-" he sucks in a deep breath, as if swallowing the sight inside his senses, "- how is it that everytime I see you, it feels like the first time? How do I always look at you and +

keep falling in love with you just like I did when I saw you for the first time?"

Taehyung blushes furiously.

It's been two years of marriage with Jungkook and the fact is, his husband has the same effect on him just like he has on Jungkook.

It is as if their hearts were meant to beat for each other, for their souls to find each other, to be together, to be one.

"You're a sap." Taehyung acts coy, attempting to hide his extremely flustered state and rapidly beating heart.

"And you're a brat." Jungkook teases.

"Your brat."

"My brat. My love. My moon. My everything-"

Taehyung shuts him up by clashing his lips against Jungkook's.

And that, is enough to tell him.

They're okay.

They're together.

They'll be together.

Forever, that is.

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