{Jeon}

No... no, no, no.

He fucked up, he fucked up so bad. 

Clutching the side of the tattoo bed with sweaty hands, Jungkook's body tensed. After a split second of silence, his limbs moved as if some inexperienced person was controlling them remotely and his eyes were wide, starring blankly at Jimin as he slowly rose to his feet. "You're in a gang." Jungkook spoke hesitantly, his stern voice not matching the heavy beating of his heart against his chest. 

He had been so careful these past five years in Seoul. Not once had a tattoo artist taken any notice of the gang symbol tattooed on his forearm, even if he had pointed it out they would simply comment on how nice the design is before dropping the conversation. 

Jimin was different, there was no doubt this male knew where his tattoo was from. And there was only one way for a person to identify his tattoo... if they themselves were part of gang related activities. 

At Jungkook's words, Jimin's eyes grew stern, bright glimmer being subdued by a coldness as the orange haired male too rose to his feet, standing almost chest to chest with Jungkook as he stare up at the taller male. Taking a step back, Jimin removed his latex gloves, tossing them aside without a care, "I am." he growled, voice low and husky. 

Jungkook swore his heart sank at those two words, although he wasn't a part of the notorious 'Jeon' crime syndicate anymore, as long as he had the tattoo, he was Jimin's enemy. 

Both males new exactly what was going to go down the moment they began to warm up. Jimin rocked back and forth on his feet, stretching his arms over his body as his eyes narrowed at the brunette male before him. Jungkook on the other hand rolled his neck, cracking his muscles as he looked down upon Jimin's smaller form. 

Piece of cake right? 

Take down the midget and flee the building.

The air was still, both males raising their fists in front of them as they prepared to fight. In the frozen second between stand off and fighting, Jungkook watched as Jimin's eyes flickered from the shelf, to him. His face was unreadable, no fear, no invitational smirk. 

Jungkook was just banking on him being as strong as his height. But his eyes were soon to widen at the sight of Jimin's hands, the male's knuckles noticeably bruised and peeled, a sign that this male was most likely an expert in close combat. 

Why didn't he notice this back when Jimin was typing at the computer, or when he was putting on his gloves? Maybe Jungkook had been letting his guard down too much recently. 

As the room fell into complete silence... the fight began. 

Jungkook didn't know who threw the first punch, but suddenly his fist was slamming into the midget's chest whilst Jimin sunk his into Jungkook's stomach. As they both stumbled apart blood pooled in Jungkook's mouth as he gagged, spitting out the crimson red substance before wiping at his now cherry coloured lips. 

They both caught their breaths before diving back at one another, eyes narrowed in determination. Jungkook swiftly dodged his fist before coming up with his own; and for a brief instant, Jimin's dark hazel eyes widened before he managed to tilt his head back and slam it into the brunette's. Stars burst at Jungkook's vision but he shook it off, blindly throwing another punch as it landed square against the side of Jimin's face, sending his body stumbling forcefully to the side and crashing into the metal shelf of tattoo ink, bottles falling to the floor 

Taking the chance, Jungkook leapt towards the door of the studio but was quick to let out a gasp as his feet fell out from underneath him. 

From his position on the floor Jimin had extended his leg, kicking out Jungkook's legs and sending him to the floor. Jimin was quick to leap towards the fallen male, but was taken aback when Jungkook reached out his inked arm, shoving the smaller male aside with brute force before he too rose to his feet once again. 

They both stepped away from each other, fists still raised, "Is that all you got?" Jungkook crowed, smirking at the shorter male. 

Jimin growled and threw himself towards Jungkook, changing direction at the last minute as he took ahold of the male's slender waist, ramming the brunette into the door of the studio. 

A sudden gush of pain jolted throughout Jungkook's body. His stomach ached, arms almost loosing tension as his legs began to weaken. His tongue was soaked in the taste of blood. Bruised and winded he mustered up his last ounces of strength from his legs, kicking Jimin off his form with a booted foot. Watching Jimin crash back to the floor, Jungkook quickly placed a hand over the door handle, twisting it before pushing it open. 

His head was pounding as he broke out into a sprint, pushing past another employee of the tattoo parlour as he made a B-line for the front entrance. 

"Move, move, move!"

He slammed his hands against the glass door, swinging it open and stumbling out into the night once again. The cold painfully hit against his skin, t-shirt tormenting him in the winter breeze as he stumbled down the street, legs picking up their pace with every footfall before he was sprinting for dear life. 

His lungs felt heavy as he gasped for air, a burning sensation spreading throughout his body as his injuries were held together by nothing but pure adrenaline. It had been forever since Jungkook had wracked up a proper fight, so his body had surely lost some of its momentum. 

The shadows of the night eloped him as Jungkook skid against the slightly wet pavement of the city streets, diverting his course and pulling himself down a nearby alleyway. He could hear footfalls following behind him, but he didn't dare look back, only sprinting forwards as he continued down the maze of buildings. 

If they caught him, he was a dead man... they'd send him back for sure.

Jungkook continued to sprint, legs landing heavily against the concrete at his feet until he managed to wind up at a dead end, the wall practically tormenting him as his hands landed firmly against it. "Fuck!" Jungkook cursed under his breath, kicking a foot against the ground as he spun on his feet, coming face to face with his pursuer. 

Backing himself into the wall, Jungkook swallowed thickly as a man stepped confidently out from the shadows, hands slipped into the pockets of his suit pants. The male carried himself with pride, bleached white hair slicked back, revealing his sharp eyes as he locked them with Jungkook's. 

And that's when Jungkook found his breath leave him entirely, eyes growing wide in disbelief. He had seen this man before. Not in person, but he'd seen this male's picture pinned against his father's pin board surrounded by red strings and newspaper clippings. 

Jungkook found himself wanting to shrink into the wall behind him as the silver haired male took another step forwards. He wasn't even blinking as much as the average person, but his face still remained calm. 

The silver haired male took one step after another, drawing closer and closer with each passing second. Jungkook found it in himself to regain his composure, clicking his tongue against the inside of his cheek as he pushed himself away from the wall, swinging his fist in the direction of the male. 

The man dodged to the side in one fluid move. His menacing eyes blazing as Jungkook swung at him once again. Only this time... Jungkook took a firm grip of the male's shoulders, ramming him into the concrete wall behind him. It was all he could think of, seeing as his weapons were stashed away inside his leather jacket, still sprawled over the tattoo bed in Jimin's studio. 

"You're not getting your hands on me!" Jungkook shout, tightening his hold on the man's shoulders. 

The man's face slightly contorted into one of pain before he bit down on his lower lip, quickly masking his discomfort with a calm expression, "You're not going anywhere Jungkook." he spoke bluntly, "we've already won."

Expression darkening, Jungkook tightened his fist, knuckles white as he rose it directly in line with the man's face. The man's eyes grew wide, "I think I really need some help from above right now!" he called, raising his arms in an attempt of defence. 

Jungkook simply snickered, "Praying for God won't do you good."

The man simply shrugged, "My idea of 'help from above'..." he pointed a finger above his head, "...is a sniper on the roof."

"What-"

Before Jungkook could even process the man's words, he felt the cold graze of metal against his cheek. A single bullet had whizzed through the air from above, cutting through the chill of winter and slicing into Jungkook's skin. Jungkook couldn't help but let his arms fall limply to his side has he turned his head to the ground, eyes widening at the sight of a single bullet laying idle on the concrete floor. 

"H-Holy shit." he stammered, mouth going dry at the sight, "I actually could've been killed." he muttered under his breath. 

It was so unlike Jungkook to ever be caught off guard... he'd always be the one doing the killing, the one who always got away unscathed. But this man before him, this leader, was the first person to have him completely and utterly cornered. 

Jungkook could already see a familiar orange head of hair appear from the corner of his vision, the male quickly taking ahold of his arm and tugging him back from the silver haired man. 

Jimin clenched his teeth, "You alright Namjoon?"

The male simply gave a light chuckle, dusting off his suit, "Fine as always." he spoke, running a hand through his hair before trailing his gaze up the building behind him, "Thanks Yoongi!" he shout, giving a thumbs up to god knows who before his eyes dropped back to the brunette male struggling slightly in Jimin's hold.

Another male had grabbed a tight hold of his other arm, grip vice like as he forced the brunette to keep still. 

Strands of Jungkook's wind tousled hair fell over his narrowed eyes, blood seeping from the corner of his lip as he met Namjoon's cold gaze. The silver haired male slipped his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, leaning forwards slightly to meet Jungkook's height. 

"You're not going anywhere... Jeon."

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{Author Note}

I'm super excited for this book, it's been a while since I wrote an action based group fanfic. For those of you who haven't checked the tags, this book will be a taekook, yoonmin, namjin and hoseok x girl story ;))))