"I finally cracked it. If I'm a good boy, he literally buys me things. Sometimes he takes me out and I get to pick it. So I let him do whatever and I'm very good and I get this." He knew it took a while but hey, he got there. All he had to do is let himself be tied in weird positions and places, test some boundaries, role play a little sometimes and he got very well rewarded. Especially if he kept on behaving. "I love Hobi-hyung!"
He really, truly did. He knocked back his drink and stood next to Tae, watching the people in the club curiously. It was neutral territory, no weapons aloud inside but a lot of people from different gangs came here to drink. Have fun. Get laid.
"I've no idea why it took you so long, I thought it was pretty obvious." Maybe it was easier to see for an outsider. "He doesn't usually do that, you know? You must be something special if he feels such a need to spoil you." He indicated the earrings. "He had those custom made. I was there when he picked the diamonds."
It had been pretty impressive actually, he liked to learn about expensive things. Tae looked up at Ten's question and made an annoyed face, then realised that Ten didn't know him well enough to say that teasingly, so he just ended up shaking his head. "I don't." That said it all, didn't it?
"I don't get it either but I'm happy. I hope he keeps on thinking I'm special, I just have to keep proving myself." Maybe Hobi thought he was dating material. Maybe one day they could be boyfriends. Then he could finally demand a nicer apartment. Yeah, the penthouse was great but was it viable long term? Maybe should invest in property. Of course, that could all wait.
"You don't? Really? How...? Look at you." He was so handsome. He reached out to stroke his soft face before shaking his head. "You know what your problem is? You think about it all, don't you? Who you'd meet and what you'd say and how you'd do it. Think you're all happy at home doing whatever the hell you do instead of fucking. Do you ever just take a leap and go for it?"
"No. I just go home and am all happy doing whatever the hell I do instead of fucking." Seemed like a much better strategy to him, it was just less fun to do so without Jimin around and, hell. These days it was barely even as if Jimin lived with him any more and he didn't answer texts the way he used to. And when they met a lot of the conversation tended to lead back to Suga, which was probably a symptom of the mess of a relationship he had with Cheon, but Tae knew he couldn't bring that up anymore. All in all, his best friend was a mess and Tae's social life suffered, so here he was, hanging out at a club.
"I'm not good at making people want me." Tae made a face. "Unless they are old perverts. They want me like that." He clicked his tongue, gesturing with his head. "Like those assholes over there. They'd be easy to score with."
"They always want guys like us but they don't matter right now." Ten sighed and turned his head, looking Tae over before deciding to do him a favour. He reached up and adjusted his shirt, undoing a few more buttons and reaching up to make his hair look a bit more messy and untamed. Add a wild vibe to it. "Get out of your own way, hyung. You're causing your own problems. You can make people want you. You just need to think about this - you're an untouchable gangster, you have a gun and cash, you look beautiful and no one is ever going to have you. And it's their loss."
Someone like Tae could work it hard and play anyone he wanted, if he just did it right. Taking his sleeve, he started to drag him along towards the dance floor. "But you can pity them, just for one night. Can't you? All these beautiful boys, surely you can spare one of them your time."
"You are ridiculous," Tae informed him with a grin, but he followed him along, given he had nothing to lose anyway. He could still pout over Jimin later. Maybe send him another ten texts, so he'd feel guilty whenever he checked his phone. For now he was, apparently, untouchable and beautiful.
Yeah, it was ridiculous, but hey. "Now I need to find someone dumb enough to buy that?" He laughed against Ten's ear, aware that, yes, he wasn't technically wrong, it just didn't really feel like him. Not yet. Maybe he had to learn it, like Ten said.
"Look, it's easy to make them buy it. Don't dork out. Keep your smile schooled and always act like you have somewhere else to be. Better things to do. They want you, you don't want them." Ten thought he was cute, he really hoped he did find someone. He definitely deserved it. Poor little dork, he tried so hard. He needed something outside of anime and a friend in Cheon's clutches.
"Remember, you're unobtainable and you're so fucking beautiful." And with that, Ten pushed him. Hard. And he bumped into the very handsome guy he'd scoped out not long ago.
Jungkook caught the guy before he hit the floor, wrapping an arm around him and helping him back up. "Woah! You okay?" These floors could be deadly. "Easy."
How was he supposed to react to that? Tae's eyes were too wide, looking at the guy that had caught him and desperately trying to keep his face schooled the way Ten had instructed him, but he could already feel the dork reaction come on. Or, worse, full on swooning, because he just realised that he had a hand on that handsome guy's shoulder and that what he could feel were his muscles and, yeah.
Swoon-worthy, definitely. "Yeah." Untouchable. He had somewhere else to be. Like maybe his couch, hiding until he magically became cooler. He nodded his head, looking as cool as he could. "Fancy running into you."
"I don't think you ran, you tripped." Jungkook had to laugh, it was funny. Jungkook helped him stand up properly again and then felt his friends grabbing his arm, he couldn't quite hear them over the music so he held his hand up for a moment, wanting Tae to wait. Hopefully he would. He leaned over to his friends, frowning curiously.
"Kookie, bro, we're going another club."
"I'm good here, go on without me! I may catch up." He may not. He had a guy to talk to. And he was cute too. Cute and familiar, which was odd, but he was trying not to get too paranoid. Turning back to Tae, he smiled playfully. "Do I know you? I'm sure I've seen you around."
"No idea. I'm Tae?" He didn't think he knew this guy, but he also hadn't heard the name his friend had called him, so it was hard to say. Was he supposed to just stand here and wait around? Probably not, better places to be, right. Only he wanted to be nowhere better, so he ended up just looking off to the side, trying to look not interested when really he was very interested. Seemed counter-intuitive, but hey. Maybe it'd work. Ten clearly had experience.
"Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook." Hey, now he knew where he knew him from. That name. Tae. He'd seen him across the room a few times, he wasn't even shocked that Tae looked blank at the idea of knowing him. He didn't have that much sway yet but he was getting there. "I'm of the Min Clan. You're from the Jung, right? Taehyung?"
Jungkook used to react with violence whenever he saw another gang member that wasn't from his own but lately Namjoon was teaching him about mediation and peace. The best way to keep things running smoothly was mutual respect. And Jungkook wanted to learn from Namjoon as much as Yoongi, he believed he had a point. Such as in their gang, it should be so outside of it. As long as this guy said nothing bad about Yoongi and didn't start a fight, he could talk to him.
Then again, the guy didn't seem to want to talk to him... was he wasting his time. "Sorry if I'm bothering you. I can go."
Oh. Oh, that was great. Jungkook? "Yeah. Kim Taehyung." Where was Ten? He was going to kick his ass for this. This was Min Yoongi's boy! The one he may or may not be fucking, no one seemed to be sure about that part.
How was he supposed to react now? "You can stay. This is neutral territory."
Obviously. "You aren't bothering me, as long as you don't feel like getting into a fight. I'm not in a shooting mood today."
He offered a smile, realising that he was already back in dork territory. Damn it. "Come on. I'll buy you a drink." Whatever. He was older than this one, he should invite him.
"Oh, cool, thanks." Jungkook moved through the crowd, keeping an eye on Tae and steadying him when someone nearly backed up into him. "The dance floor is alive tonight." Ten was missing and it was just the two of them, walking over to the bar to order. Jungkook asked for a beer and took a seat, gesturing for Tae to sit with him.
"I know our gangs have bad blood but I'm trying to be more personable with others outside my own." God, he sounded like he was quoting Namjoon. "Me, Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi are trying to strike a balance, always fighting is exhausting, isn't it?"
It was for him. He used to have to study alongside it.
"Were you here alone or am I disturbing you?" He tilted his head to the side and looked at Tae, frowning a little. "Your shirt is a little..." He leaned over without asking permission and swiftly did up one of the undone buttons, afraid he accidentally opened it and didn't mean to be exposing so much chest. "Loose buttons, huh? I guess that's all the muscle."
"I thought your clan liked the fighting." Although he supposed that wouldn't extend to every member necessarily. It didn't work like that. But the idea of Min Yoongi trying to strike a balance didn't line up with what Hobi always told him. Perhaps it was better not to mention that. He looked down when Jungkook suddenly reached for his chest, then realised what he was doing and felt himself go bright red. Thankfully it was dark here.
Cool, he had to try and look cool. Muscle, sure, he had some of that. "Yeah, I don't know. Guess I need to go shirt shopping before I expose myself too much."
He smiled for a moment and then shook his head. "Nah, I'm alone. Hobi's... I mean, Jung Hoseok's boy is somewhere, but he always just runs off anyway. He's the one that pushed me."
"Oh, erm, the Thai boy? I forget his name. It's hard enough keeping up with my clans names, let alone other clans." He shrugged and took his drink, taking a small sip. "And we do like to fight but you can fight plenty without making feuds." They fought every time and they didn't even have to provoke people. They all wanted to prove that Yoongi was weak or a brat, someone worth messing with. Fuck that and fuck them for trying.
"Sometimes tiger has to fight, it's nature. They can't help it, it's innate." And that's what so many of their men were, tigers. And he was still a dog. He was okay with that though, they were loyal and aggressive when they had to be. A safer balance.
"Ten, yeah." Tae wasn't worried, the Min clan didn't do things like go after someone's lover. It was an honour thing, he supposed? Their honour system didn't make much sense to him, but he knew there were rules they didn't break and Hobi had admitted that Min Yoongi stuck to that very closely. Hell, the other day he had apparently even almost come to blows with Hobi over their partnership with the Dark Dragons, but that was a different issue. For selfish reasons, Tae would prefer that to end too.
He looked around, lowering his voice so he could make sure no one could overhear them. "Is it true that you have a tiger pit?" He couldn't help but ask, he had been fascinated with the myths surrounding the Min clan for years now. "Does your leader really have to fight a tiger to prove he's worthy?"
"No. What? No. That'd be cruel. You can't keep a tiger in a pit!" For so many reasons. He gave Tae a funny look before he had to laugh. This guy was cute, he liked him. "If we had a tiger in a pit, it'd be easy to defeat it so it's not much of a challenge. No, we have something more barbaric. Think... siths."
Yes, he just dropped a Star Wars reference. Whatever. He had his Yoda socks on right now and he was feeling in a good mood.
"We only use tiger a lot because that's just key to the structure of the clan. You have tigers and dogs. And pigs, of course. Animals hold a lot of importance."
"Siths." Tae repeated it, nodding immediately. Well, what, he liked Star Wars. "So that's what killing the father is all about? There can only be one. Or two, I guess. One student." He frowned, trying to get all of this straight in his head. Honestly, it didn't sound that much weirder than the actual tiger theory.
"Are you that? Like, are you next in line?" Was that how it worked? "Do you have to kill Min Yoongi one day?"
"Next in line is those who are related. I'm not related! God, no, I'm not even close. I can't ever be a leader. I think my clan would fall apart." The idea of him having the position he did now was just so full of ugly rumours and mockery behind Yoongi's back, he'd be shocked if he could ever lead. "Me and Yoongi are close, we're not brothers. I could never get to his place."
Thank God. He didn't want to even imagine that. "It's usually father and son or uncle and nephew. Once or twice it's been brothers. It's always been that way. One teaches so he can be defeated later by his student."
"Huh. That's kinda fucked up." Was he allowed to say that or was that rude? Well, whatever. Jungkook had to know that was fucked up. He wondered how Jimin would feel when he learned about that, if he told him. It was always a dicey thing, bringing Yoongi up around Jimin, but he was curious how he'd feel about that.
"So. Okay, I heard stories that Min Yoongi killed someone for the first time when he was three, is that true? Because I figured it was bullshit, but after what you've just told me, who even knows?!"
"No, I think it was twelve. Or thirteen. I can't remember now but he was definitely still in school." It was the year he walked him home and had a sort of dead look in his eyes, he knew at the time that something was wrong but he just held his hand and walked beside him. He always used to follow Yoongi home, even though it was two hours from his home. He hid that secret from Yoongi for a whole year.
He didn't want him to know he lived in the bad part of town or not spend the time with him. It was worth it. "If you're a tiger, you have an initiation at a young age. You have to end a life by the time you're fourteen as the end of the ceremony but some finish it earlier."
"That's fucked up," Tae said again, because seriously, it kind of was. "Man. Can you even imagine? I couldn't even hold a weapon at that age." He put a hand before his mouth, remembering who he was talking to.
"I mean... I'm sorry if you did that. Or whatever. It just sounds like something out of a ninja movie to me." Which was cool, but it also had shivers running down his back. That was insane. No wonder that Min Yoongi could just stand there that day and calmly talk about having killed his father. "It's so scary."
"No, it's okay, I guess it's weird to an outside. I never did it though. Like I said, tigers do it. I was a dog. I cleaned." And that was what he did from ten onwards. He always cleaned, carried out duties, followed whatever he was told and went to where he had to. He didn't miss it. He was so glad that Yoongi had come back. "Yoongi, he-- he sort of took care of me. That's why I am where I am."
He had yet to kill a man but he was excited for his first kill. He hoped he did Yoongi proud. "It's a strange world but I'm used to it."
"We mostly just deal and stuff like that. Business end of things. When I was little, I always wanted to be part of your clan, since it sounded like more fun." He had grown up a little since then, thankfully, all of what he had just gotten confirmed sounded pretty terrifying. He preferred the stories about them, even if a lot of them were either weirdly kinky or just straight up ridiculous, like Hobi bathing in blood or gold. At least he knew they were fake. Well. Maybe not the kinky ones.
"Are you dating Min Yoongi?" Whatever. Might as well just ask him. For Jimin!
"No gang is perfect. Look at you guys and that whole dark dragon thing. I don't think you're all in on that stuff but you do fund it. We'd never do that." They couldn't ever fund people who did that kind of thing. Yoongi had very strict rules on that. "You should break away from them, just friendly advise from one gangster to another. They're bad news."
And he hoped they were destroyed sooner or later. At the question, Jungkook looked horrified and launched forward, covering the guy's mouth and double checking Yoongi wasn't around. "Are you crazy? No! God, no. He's like my older brother and he will kill anyone who implies otherwise so please, for your safety, don't say that."
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He really, truly did. He knocked back his drink and stood next to Tae, watching the people in the club curiously. It was neutral territory, no weapons aloud inside but a lot of people from different gangs came here to drink. Have fun. Get laid.
"So, who are you fucking these days?"
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It had been pretty impressive actually, he liked to learn about expensive things. Tae looked up at Ten's question and made an annoyed face, then realised that Ten didn't know him well enough to say that teasingly, so he just ended up shaking his head. "I don't." That said it all, didn't it?
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"You don't? Really? How...? Look at you." He was so handsome. He reached out to stroke his soft face before shaking his head. "You know what your problem is? You think about it all, don't you? Who you'd meet and what you'd say and how you'd do it. Think you're all happy at home doing whatever the hell you do instead of fucking. Do you ever just take a leap and go for it?"
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"I'm not good at making people want me." Tae made a face. "Unless they are old perverts. They want me like that." He clicked his tongue, gesturing with his head. "Like those assholes over there. They'd be easy to score with."
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Someone like Tae could work it hard and play anyone he wanted, if he just did it right. Taking his sleeve, he started to drag him along towards the dance floor. "But you can pity them, just for one night. Can't you? All these beautiful boys, surely you can spare one of them your time."
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Yeah, it was ridiculous, but hey. "Now I need to find someone dumb enough to buy that?" He laughed against Ten's ear, aware that, yes, he wasn't technically wrong, it just didn't really feel like him. Not yet. Maybe he had to learn it, like Ten said.
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"Remember, you're unobtainable and you're so fucking beautiful." And with that, Ten pushed him. Hard. And he bumped into the very handsome guy he'd scoped out not long ago.
Jungkook caught the guy before he hit the floor, wrapping an arm around him and helping him back up. "Woah! You okay?" These floors could be deadly. "Easy."
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Swoon-worthy, definitely. "Yeah." Untouchable. He had somewhere else to be. Like maybe his couch, hiding until he magically became cooler. He nodded his head, looking as cool as he could. "Fancy running into you."
So cool.
Somebody shoot him.
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"Kookie, bro, we're going another club."
"I'm good here, go on without me! I may catch up." He may not. He had a guy to talk to. And he was cute too. Cute and familiar, which was odd, but he was trying not to get too paranoid. Turning back to Tae, he smiled playfully. "Do I know you? I'm sure I've seen you around."
With a face like that, how did he not remember?
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Jungkook used to react with violence whenever he saw another gang member that wasn't from his own but lately Namjoon was teaching him about mediation and peace. The best way to keep things running smoothly was mutual respect. And Jungkook wanted to learn from Namjoon as much as Yoongi, he believed he had a point. Such as in their gang, it should be so outside of it. As long as this guy said nothing bad about Yoongi and didn't start a fight, he could talk to him.
Then again, the guy didn't seem to want to talk to him... was he wasting his time. "Sorry if I'm bothering you. I can go."
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How was he supposed to react now? "You can stay. This is neutral territory."
Obviously. "You aren't bothering me, as long as you don't feel like getting into a fight. I'm not in a shooting mood today."
He offered a smile, realising that he was already back in dork territory. Damn it. "Come on. I'll buy you a drink." Whatever. He was older than this one, he should invite him.
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"I know our gangs have bad blood but I'm trying to be more personable with others outside my own." God, he sounded like he was quoting Namjoon. "Me, Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi are trying to strike a balance, always fighting is exhausting, isn't it?"
It was for him. He used to have to study alongside it.
"Were you here alone or am I disturbing you?" He tilted his head to the side and looked at Tae, frowning a little. "Your shirt is a little..." He leaned over without asking permission and swiftly did up one of the undone buttons, afraid he accidentally opened it and didn't mean to be exposing so much chest. "Loose buttons, huh? I guess that's all the muscle."
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Cool, he had to try and look cool. Muscle, sure, he had some of that. "Yeah, I don't know. Guess I need to go shirt shopping before I expose myself too much."
He smiled for a moment and then shook his head. "Nah, I'm alone. Hobi's... I mean, Jung Hoseok's boy is somewhere, but he always just runs off anyway. He's the one that pushed me."
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"Sometimes tiger has to fight, it's nature. They can't help it, it's innate." And that's what so many of their men were, tigers. And he was still a dog. He was okay with that though, they were loyal and aggressive when they had to be. A safer balance.
Or so he'd been told.
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He looked around, lowering his voice so he could make sure no one could overhear them. "Is it true that you have a tiger pit?" He couldn't help but ask, he had been fascinated with the myths surrounding the Min clan for years now. "Does your leader really have to fight a tiger to prove he's worthy?"
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Yes, he just dropped a Star Wars reference. Whatever. He had his Yoda socks on right now and he was feeling in a good mood.
"We only use tiger a lot because that's just key to the structure of the clan. You have tigers and dogs. And pigs, of course. Animals hold a lot of importance."
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"Are you that? Like, are you next in line?" Was that how it worked? "Do you have to kill Min Yoongi one day?"
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Thank God. He didn't want to even imagine that. "It's usually father and son or uncle and nephew. Once or twice it's been brothers. It's always been that way. One teaches so he can be defeated later by his student."
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"So. Okay, I heard stories that Min Yoongi killed someone for the first time when he was three, is that true? Because I figured it was bullshit, but after what you've just told me, who even knows?!"
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He didn't want him to know he lived in the bad part of town or not spend the time with him. It was worth it. "If you're a tiger, you have an initiation at a young age. You have to end a life by the time you're fourteen as the end of the ceremony but some finish it earlier."
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"I mean... I'm sorry if you did that. Or whatever. It just sounds like something out of a ninja movie to me." Which was cool, but it also had shivers running down his back. That was insane. No wonder that Min Yoongi could just stand there that day and calmly talk about having killed his father. "It's so scary."
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He had yet to kill a man but he was excited for his first kill. He hoped he did Yoongi proud. "It's a strange world but I'm used to it."
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"Are you dating Min Yoongi?" Whatever. Might as well just ask him. For Jimin!
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And he hoped they were destroyed sooner or later. At the question, Jungkook looked horrified and launched forward, covering the guy's mouth and double checking Yoongi wasn't around. "Are you crazy? No! God, no. He's like my older brother and he will kill anyone who implies otherwise so please, for your safety, don't say that."
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