Owned by the Devil (Taekook) Kim taehyung~

The storm outside grew louder~ echoing through the fragile walls of the tiny house.

Heavy rain battered the windows like clenched fists and every crack of thunder made the lights flicker.

Taehyung was awake~ walking back and forth in the small living room. His anxiety was growing with each passing second.

He was waiting for his father.

The rain and the thunder scared him more than usual tonight.

It felt like something terrible was on its way—like the world itself was holding its breath.

Taehyung wanted to disappear~ to dig himself into the ground and hide.

But he stayed there~ curling his sweater sleeves in his fists as he glanced toward the door for the hundredth time.

Then—a knock.

It was soft at first~ almost polite. Taehyung froze.

His first instinct was to assume his father was back~ drunk or drugged like always~ barely able to stand.

With hesitant steps~ he moved to the door and opened it.

What he saw made his breath catch in his throat.

A man stood there—tall~ pale~ sharp-eyed. He was dressed in black~ his expression cold and unreadable. Behind him stood three other men~ still as statues~ faces hard.

Taehyung stammered~ voice trembling.

Kim Taehyung

H-h-hwho… who are you~??

The man didn't answer. Instead he gave a small signal with his hand and the men behind him entered the house.

They moved quickly~ checking the corners and rooms like they were trained to do it a thousand times.

Taehyung stepped back~ heart pounding.

Kim Taehyung

Please~ why… my… my father is not at home…

But the stranger’s face remained unchanged. Cold. Serious. He didn’t blink.

Taehyung’s voice grew more desperate~ his fear rising like a tide.

Kim Taehyung

Please leave. When my father comes~ I’ll tell him about you...

Still nothing. Just silence and that terrifying emotionless gaze.

Then the man finally spoke. His voice was low and sharp.

Min yoongi

How cute. And dangerous. If only you knew... your father is no more coming. He’s dead.

Taehyung gasped. The words felt like a blade slicing through the air.

He dropped to his knees~ hands trembling.

Kim Taehyung

No… it can’t… you… you lie…

Kim Taehyung

😭😭😭😭🥺

But the man just gave a dry chuckle. He studied the boy in front of him—so fragile~ so innocent~ and too beautiful for this cruel world.

Like a scared kitten backed into a corner. He couldn’t help it—he wanted to toy with him~ just a little longer.

Min yoongi

And he stole five hundred billion won from the mafia king… JJK.

Taehyung’s mouth dropped open. The name twisted like poison in his chest.

Kim Taehyung

😭😭....no....no ......Mafia… no~ my father is not like…

The man interrupted coldly~ letting the truth land like thunder.

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You know that mafia~?? He’s dangerous without a single word. And now—he wants you. As his money returned. After he uses you… he’ll leave you.

Taehyung shook his head violently~ tears in his eyes....but curiosity killed the cat..

Kim Taehyung

Know that mafia… he’s an old man~ right~?? A monster…

YOONGI nearly laughed out loud. It was absurd—but he held it in. It wasn’t like him to laugh~ not openly. But inside~ he found it hilarious.

Min yoongi

💭 Is he… talking about Mr JEON~?? Mr Jeon… that he’s dead already~?? Even now people fear his name… but this boy doesn’t know JEON Jungkook~??

He composed himself.

Min yoongi

Yes~

He replied smoothly.

Min yoongi

He’s an old fat monster. Now… come with us.

Kim Taehyung

No! No~ I’m not… I’ll pay you. I’m doing a part-time job. I’ll pay you. Please… please leave me…

The man didn’t speak. Just sighed. This boy didn’t understand—there was no way out.

He stepped forward~ took a small syringe from his coat~ and pressed it against Taehyung’s skin before he could react.

Taehyung’s scream died in his throat as his world started spinning.

As the drug took over~ his limbs went weak and he crumpled into the man’s arms.

yoongi caught him with ease~ lifting him effortlessly onto his shoulder.

He looked down at the unconscious boy.

Min yoongi

So light. So small.

He whispered to himself~ voice low and tired.

Min yoongi

💭 I’m scared for you~ boy. You weigh nothing… How will you stand in front of Jungkook~?? He’s a monster. I’m sad for your destiny… but I can’t help.

He stepped out into the storm~ carrying the boy like a payment.......And the devil waited.

To be continued....