||Taekook||Mafia bought me from my bf to torture me

Taehyung descended the stairs,  dressed in a grey suit, all set for his day. Just then, the sweet aroma invaded his nostrils, and his eyes wandered towards the kitchen. His brows creased as he threw a quick glance at his watch: 6:25. He started towards the kitchen,  and a familiar presence caught his sense.

"What are you doing?" He asked and saw Jungkook veered around, freshly bathed,  hair tied into a bun, Droplets dripping from his mullet, a spatula in one hand,  a beige apron tied around his waist, flour smeared across his cheeks, and of course with those stupid, innocent eyes blinking up at him.

For a moment, they kept holding a stare, with Taehyung's furrowed deepening by the second.

Jungkook smiled instantly, breaking the contract,  "Good morning, Taehyung.  Just two minutes, and you're breakfast will be ready ."

Taehyung heard Jungkook's overenthusiastic voice, and his brows arched in amusement.  He leaned against the doorstep, tilting his head, a smirk taking place, he spoke ;

"Well,, well, doll —from slapping me to happily cooking for me, haven't you come up a long way —"

Jungkook's hand stilled, smile gone, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and turned around,  smile back on, but his eyes were challenging. 

"From treating me like nothing to letting me sleep on your lap, haven't you come a long way too ?" He inquired, and Taehyung's jaw tightened,

"Don't tempt me, doll — you have a life at stake. You wouldn't want to lose her, do you?"

Jungkook scoffed, marching up to the mafia,  " You are the worst,  just because I used your game against you,  you're threatening me ?"

Taehyung shrugged,  "My house,, my rule.."
Jungkook rolled his eyes,—

There he goes again–

Remembering yesterday's events...

Jungkook, who is she? Jin asked,, his eyes creased in confusion.

Jungkook felt Mira's hold tighten around jungkook's coat, apparently the mafia's, and he glanced back, whispering,  "Don't worry, Mira, it's all right, you're safe,, they're nice people. "  Of course, he excluded Taehyung's name from the list. "No one will hurt you, I promise,"  he assured her.

Mira hesitantly glanced up at Jungkook's face, her eyes scared and unsure, but her hold loosened and she limped forward and bowed respectively,  "h-hello, my name is Mira ."

Jin glanced at Namjoon for an explanation, but he shrugged his shoulders and laughed nervously...
"Ah.. yes..mira.... uhh.. —"

Jungkook chipped in, "Taehyung saved her, and she's going to stay with us if you don't mind."

Jin was astonished, his eyes wide, he veered towards Taehyung,  who was seated, eyes focused on his phone, a bored expression etched on his face.

"Tae bear, is this true?"

"NO!" Taehyung stated, briefly meeting Jin's eyes, " you know I'm not that merciful, appa, I don't go around rescuing, rather I'm the person people need to be rescued from."

Mira flinched, her body shivering in fear, she cast a fearful glance towards the mafia, but quickly ducked her head away, witnessing him smirk.

Jungkook clenched his fist, "Anyway, Uncle Jin, Uncle Namjoon, you won't mind if he stays here, right ?"

Jin nodded, smiling, and Namjoon gave an approving smile, but Taehyung's voice intervened,  "I mind ."

Jungkook rolled his eyes, "Of course you mind, the bane of my existence!" He muttered.