🤎 Chapter Eight🤎

                                    

                                          
Author's pov 
Few days later
Yoongi had gotten better and now both Jungkook and Yoongi were at the shopping mall now.
"Aish, Jungkook it is not that important to buy a suit for this." Yoongi whined. He was tired from the continuous walking he did in the mall.
"But it is the Mafia monthly meeting, do you want to go there looking raunchy? " Jungkook asked with a serious facial expression. He wasn't someone who joked about his image and intended to make a certain impression on everyone he meets. That he is untouchable!
"It's not like you are going. Why so serious?" Yoongi asked.
"Who said I am not going? You just got well. I am following you to make sure that you do not drink too much. I can't take care of your sick ass again." Jungkook said making Yoongi groan towards the end of his statement.
"First of all, I am a grown man. So you don't have to worry about me drinking alcohol. Second of all, I am not letting you follow me anywhere. Being involved in underground racing is enough danger to you. I won't let you get involved in mafia too." Yoongi explained.
"Huh? Hyung, I am not scared of attending the meeting disguised as a party with you. Nothing can go wrong. Plus I am not scared of getting involved with Mafia."Jungkook replied but Yoongi was not having it.
"Still, you ain't coming.I can't take risks." Yoongi replied
"Why do you think I am weak-" 
"No that's not-"
"Then why can't I come. It's not like we are going to show our faces anyway. No one will even know it's me." Jungkook explained making Yoongi sigh
"Fine, you can come but be careful around them you see there. They are dangerous and don't ever remove your mask." Yoongi warned 
"Okay, Hyung" Jungkook said
"Now shall we go? I am tired from standing here too long." Yoongi complained and Jungkook nodded his head and they continued searching for the perfect suit.
At Taehyung's house
Click! click! The sound resonated throughout out the room that was buried in silence as Taehyung played with a lighter making clicking sounds.
"Stop playing with that damn lighter. It is making my head ache" Jimin said annoyed whilst rubbing his temples.
"Hmm, I was thinking about using this lighter." Taehyung said making a thinking face.
"Then use it and stop making that irritating sound with it." Jimin retorted.
"Namjoon Hyung, you tell me. What can I do with this lighter?" Taehyung asked still playing with the lighter ingnoring Jimin's glare.
"Light a cigarette" Namjoon said almost rolling his eyes at Taehyung's dumb question.
"Wrong!" Taehyung exclaimed loudly startling both of them.
"What's with the loud voice?" Jimin asked making Taehyung grin sheepishly.
"Take this" Taehyung said throwing the lighter towards Namjoon who caught it effortlessly.
"Open it" Taehyung ordered
Namjoon open the lighter showing the bluish red flame.
"You see that fire" Taehyung started making Namjoon and Jimin curious as to what Taehyung was thinking.
"Good. I want Kang's drug warehouse blazing in flames just like the fire on that lighter." Taehyung order and both Namjoon and Jimin was stunned.
Foul play was heavily frowned upon in the mafia community. And Taehyung being the mafia king should know better.