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Third POV
BTS debuted around five years ago and have known each other for longer. At this point, they'd like to think everyone knew everything about one another. This was true... to some degree.
You see, Jungkook had this little secret that he hadn't told anyone. He was a part of the most dangerous mafia in the world. He had been for a long time. His family name was attached to a very historical mafia. This mafia often partnered with other governments and police forces to defeat common enemies that could have the potential to destroy as big as the world or as small as one little town.
The Jeon family mafia was known to fight for the people, the minority, and the little guys. Jungkook became a member of this mafia after his father retired and his brother took over. JK was sixteen at the time when he was officiated into the mafia. He had trained for four years prior.
Now, he was known for being the Golden Maknae in BTS, but in the mafia, he was known as the Golden Cobra. The nickname came from the fact he was super stealthy, venomous when need is, and was a phenomenal agent. JK had the best instincts, reflexes, and skills as well as being a great actor. He was the best of the best, but that's no surprise- is it?
But I'm sure you're wondering how he's in the mafia while being an idol. Well, to answer that, he often snuck out late at night to complete missions. He also had special equipment to help him keep in contact with his brother from a far distance. The Jeon mafia was also a chain so there were multiple different Jeon mafias around the world. Therefore, Jungkook was able to train and complete his missions at the chain in Seoul.
He had done well to keep his mafia job under wraps. The only people who knew of this job were the band's manager and CEO. This was only the case because he needed to work around schedules. If he had to disappear during the day, he made an excuse and told the members he was meeting with Yugyeom who also happened to be in the Jeon mafia as well as the same section as him.
At eighteen years old, Jungkook was assigned a section (a group of soldiers) and made his way to the leader position. So, now, on missions he was the leader of his regiment, his second being Yugyeom.
It was a day off for the band. They had just completed a good portion of their album and, as a reward, were given the next three days off. In actuality, Bang PD and Sejin gave the break so Jungkook had time to lead an important mission for his regiment.
A dangerous trade was gonna commence in Seoul that could potentially harm all of South Korea if Jungkook didn't stop them.
"Hey, hyungs?" Jungkook began casually as he ate breakfast. "I was wondering if I could spend the next three days with Yugyie. He and I wanted to go somewhere since we both have a break for once."
The hyungs looked at each other and shrugged.
"I don't see why not," Namjoon answered lightly.
"Just make sure you stay in contact with us," Yoongi added.
"Be back before morning," Hoseok commented.
"Don't do anything too stupid. Keep yourself unidentifiable. Oh, and don't forget to take care of yourself," Jin reminded with a light sternness.
Jungkook chuckled, "Of course, hyungs."
Jimin and Taehyung just laughed since the others covered all the bases already.
JK snuck into the local bar, knowing with absolute certainty that no one saw him as it was the time of day when the streets were empty. There were a few people at the bar, but, other than that, it was nearly empty.
"Hey, Jae," Jungkook greeted.
The person named Jae turned around and smiled.
"Ahhhh, Jungkookie," he said. "Great to see you! Another bottle?"
"Yes, sir, hyung," Jungkook winked.
"Come with me then! We have plenty!"
Jae led him to a cellar in the basement full of wine bottles.
"Doing well I presume?" Jae asked.
"Yes, I am, thank you. Yourself?"
"I'm well. When is the next bottle?"
"I expect tomorrow or the next."
"Gotcha. Wish you luck. Call me if you need anything."
"Of course."
The two arrived at the room and bowed to each other in parting.
"You know what to do," Jae nodded before heading back upstairs.
The maknae lifted his wrist to look at his watch, typing something in it. In an instant, Jungkook was dressed in all black with a leather jacket and silver chain (think PROOF concept photo). Then JK went to the back of the room and grabbed a wine bottle that was on a small shelf by itself. This caused the shelf to move down almost like a balance scale which revealed an elevator with a passcode on the door.
Jungkook entered the passcode before entering the elevator. The doors opened to reveal a black and grey room with multiple desks that had computers along the sides. Jungkook lifted his head in an air of strong confidence as he walked through.
"Good morning, Cobra," some said as he passed to which he did nothing more than nod.
He rounded the corner to his main office. His office was the size of a hotel suite bedroom with a desk on the furthest end. There were bookshelves on either side and couches placed around the middle with a coffee table. Carpets were placed under the couches and coffee table and under the desk.
"Ahhh, Jungkookie," a voice called as he opened the door.
"Channie," JK bowed as he got behind his desk, sitting on his chair. "Doing well?"
"Yes, sir," Bang Chan, his secretary, replied with a bow back. "We have some intel on the trade taking place. They seem to be trading high-quality and expensive drones. They are supposedly made to drop and store explosives, hide any information given, scan a person to gain info on them, and more. BamBam is currently trying to discover the location the trade will happen in."
"Perfect," JK muttered as he opened the information on his computer. "Where is Yugyeom?"
"He's not here yet."
"Of course he isn't," Jungkook chuckled. "His member can come on time but not him."
"You know how he is," Chan laughed.
"Oh, I do. How are your members?" Jungkook laughed.
"Oh! They're well. We're very excited to have debuted," Bang Chan explained.
The other nodded in understanding.
"Sorry, I'm late! My alarm wasn't set," Yugyeom panted as he entered the room.
Chan and Jungkook rolled their eyes.
"It's fine. We were just looking for the location for the trade," Jungkook explained, typing something.
"I passed Bam on the way here," Yugyeom said. "He was still looking for potential locations."
"They'd want somewhere secluded, I would imagine," Chan suggested. "Somewhere that wouldn't be out in the open so an enemy can't listen or overhear."
"I would guess so," Yugyeom agreed.
"Perhaps somewhere unusual," Jungkook piped in.
"We found somewhere," BamBam came bursting in a few minutes later saying.
The trade wasn't gonna commence until the following day, so they took that time to make a plan. They ran through every scenario and outcome before finalizing the perfect plan.
Jungkook put his mask on as he opened the door to the moving vehicle. Sighing, he jumped out and landed perfectly on the ground.
"Be careful," Bang Chan said in his ear as he jumped.
Jungkook didn't reply as he scoped the area to figure out the direction the traders went. Finding the car (which he knew the brand and type from previous endeavors) to one of the traders, he followed the direction he saw the shoe tracks going.
"Round the corner here," Jungkook muttered as he watched the two enemies over his shoulder.
One had a briefcase that contained exactly what they were looking for.
"I have eyes on them," Jungkook continued. "Don't move in on them until I give the signal."
"Roger that," Yugyeom replied in his ear.
Jungkook snuck around the corner, keeping out of sight of the two. He eyed the area as he got closer. Listening to the conversation between the two, the younger also heard rustles from what he thought were other people. Investigating from his spot, as he suspected, people were hidden all around to make sure the two didn't get jumped.
"Green light," JK muttered. "Around the perimeter."
"Heard," Yugyeom replied. "Scout out! Now!"
Soldiers from the Jeon mafia began outlining the perimeter without tipping the other side off.
Suddenly a whistle was heard from above as Yugyeom came swinging down, kicking the tradee in the face. At the same moment, screams and shouts were heard from the people hiding.
Jungkook came out of his hiding spot and began fighting the trader. The trader got a knife out and began attacking Jungkook. JK blocked with his own knife. He then took a swift punch to the other's side. The trader ended up stumbling before going to attack Jungkook's chest. Jungkook blocked with his arms. The trader swung the briefcase at JK's face which the latter grabbed right before and ripped the case out of the enemy's hands.
"Hey, thanks!" he exclaimed mockingly. "Catch!"
He tossed the briefcase to Yugyeom, who took out his opponent easily since the tradee wasn't a fighter, without looking, knowing Yugyeom would catch it.
"Round it up!" Yugyeom shouted into his earpiece as he effortlessly caught the case.
Suddenly a bunch of punching and shouts were heard from the Jeon mafia's soldiers knocking out the opposing team's soldiers.
Jungkook was still stuck fighting the trader. JK twisted around, grabbing the other's wrists and slamming him to the ground. Just before Jungkook was able to leave, the other stabbed him in the lower abdomen of the younger's chest with a knife. Jungkook growled before flinging daggers at the shirt of the opponent's shoulders to hold him down. He flung some at the shirt's wrists too, to ensure he couldn't do anything before JK escaped.
Yugyeom and Bang Chan came around with the escape car and opened the backseat doors, allowing Jungkook to jump right in.
Jungkook breathed heavily, starting to feel the pain of the wound.
"Fuck," JK cursed as he took off his mask and began tending to the wound.
"What happened?" Bang Chan asked, frantically looking at Jungkook.
"He got me right before I escaped," the older of the three explained as he took the knife out and cleaned the wound with water from his bottle. "Hurts like a motherfucker."
"Do you need help?" Yugyeom asked, glancing at Jungkook before going back to focusing on the road.
"No, I'm okay, thank you," JK groaned as he clumsily wrapped the wound until he could get to the medic center at their base. "I'll just look over it at the medic center."
The other two glanced at each other before nodding.
After about ten minutes, Jungkook's group arrived at the base.
"Send this to Busan's base," Jungkook ordered BamBam and a few others as he handed them the briefcase. "If I hear it didn't make it to Junghyun, I will not hesitate to fire you all."
The group nodded with a gulp, excluding BamBam since he was used to Jungkook's sternness.
"You got it, Cobra," Bam nodded obediently.
"I know I can always count on you, Bammie," the leader chuckled with a small wince.
"You need to go to the medic center," Bang Chan ushered.
Jungkook waved him off as he slightly limped over in the medic center's direction.
Once he arrived at the medic center, he sighed. The nurse wasn't on duty, so he'd have to manage on his own. Jungkook found the rubbing alcohol along with some more bandages. Pouring the alcohol on his wound, he began using cotton swabs to clean the harder and smaller spots. He winced as he felt the burn of the alcohol. Gritting his teeth, he continued, hoping to prevent infection. He then rewrapped his bandages.
Looking at the time, he groaned. He needed to be back before the morning of the fourth day. It was currently the end of the second day, verging on the third day. He slowly began to make his way back to his office, trying to ignore the pain he was in.
"Chan," Jungkook grunted, "I'm heading out. Make sure everyone gets their tasks done. Report back to me if anything happens. You know the drill."
Bang Chan bowed, "Of course, Kook-Hyung. Please take care."
The said person nodded with a slight painful smile, "Likewise."
Jungkook entered the dorms right before dinner. His breathing was slightly uneven, but he ignored it. He silently thanked whatever higher being was in existence as he went straight to his bedroom. The members were absent from the place making it easy for him to avoid questions.
He carefully showered and decided to skip dinner. Instead, he went straight to bed after getting changed into pajamas. He was just so tired.
"Jimin!" Taehyung laughed as they tripped inside.
The two soulmates had gone out to dinner with each other. Same for Jin and Yoongi and Namjoon and Hoseok. They decided that quality time for dinner would be a perfect way to end the evening.
"Shut the fuck up, Tae," Jimin whined with a smile.
"Hahaha! Wait- aren't those Jungkookie's shoes?" Taehyung pointed out as he saw the black shoes.
"Jungkookie is home?!" Jimin exclaimed.
Both ran to his room practically slamming the door open.
"Jungkookie?" Jimin asked, looking around.
They both looked at the lump, assuming it was Jungkook in the bed, and quietly left the bedroom.
"I guess he was really tired," the oldest maknae shrugged. "We have all day tomorrow. We can bother him then."
Taehyung chuckled but agreed.
Soon enough the others also arrived home.
"Jungkook-ah is home?" Jin asked the other maknaes as he walked into the living room.
"Yeah! He's sleeping though," Tae replied with a laugh. "Must've partied too hard."
The other hyungs laughed.
"Haha. Alright," Jin smiled.
The next morning, Jin went to go wake up Jungkook to eat breakfast with everyone. They all wanted to hear what Jungkook did.
"Jungkookie," the oldest said as he shook JK. "Jungkookie?"
He shook the younger a few times more and nothing happened. That's when he realized Jungkook's breathing was uneven. Flinging the blanket off of his maknae, he noticed the youngest was clutching his stomach. Jin felt Jungkook's forehead.
"He's burning up..." the oldest muttered frantically. "Yoongi-ah! Bring a thermometer!"
Jin flipped Jungkook over and gasped. JK's stomach was bloody from his wound. Apparently, he bled through the bandage.
"I have a therm- what the fuck?" Yoongi froze, holding out the thermometer as he stared at Jungkook's poorly wrapped stomach. "What the fuck happened?! Why is he bleeding?"
Yoongi rushed over, passing the thermometer to Jin.
"I don't know! I came in here to wake him up and he wouldn't! This is what I found when I took the blanket off and flipped him over!"
Jin rushed to take the maknae's temperature while Yoongi rushed to take the bandages off.
"Oh, god... I think this wound got infected. How the fuck did he get this?! It looks like a stab wound!" Yoongi exclaimed.
"Fuck, he has a 100.8 fever," Jin cursed.
"Damn it..."
The commotion notified the others of what was going on. They rushed to Jungkook's room.
"Is everything okay?" Namjoon asked, peeking around the door and the other three behind him.
"Jungkookie is injured with a fever," Jin replied as he a towel that was laying on the floor to sop up the blood. "He somehow got a wound, and it got infected."
The two youngers gasped.
"Do we need to go to the hospital?" Hoseok asked timidly.
"I think so..." Yoongi sighed as he felt the maknae's forehead. "He's getting worse."
"C'mon, let's get into the car. We need to hurry before it gets even worse," Namjoon ordered.
Jin picked up Jungkook while everyone else raced to the car with Yoongi driving.
"How in the world did he get stabbed?" Jimin asked incredulously as they were halfway to the hospital.
Everyone shrugged. As this happened, Jungkook began shivering.
"Faster!" Tae interrupted in a panicked tone.
Eventually, they made it to the hospital and practically bolted to the emergency room. The members were told to wait in the waiting room as a doctor took Jungkook to an operating room.
After about two hours, the doctor came in to update the members on the progress.
"Mr. Jeon will be just fine. He lost a lot of blood from the stab wound. It almost damaged his lower abdomen; however, with stitches and a blood transfusion, he will make a full recovery. He's currently asleep, and I prescribed a few pain meds for him to take once a day. The stitches will take about a week to heal, alright? No physical activity until then."
"Sounds good, thank you," Namjoon nodded graciously.
"Can we go see him?" Jin asked quietly.
"Yes. He's asleep at the moment, but feel free. Anything else?"
"No, thank you, ma'am," Yoongi replied.
"Of course. Room 613," she smiled then left.
The members rushed into the room and see Jungkook peacefully resting.
"What if a sasaeng got him?" Jimin suddenly asked. "How on earth could he get stabbed?"
"I'm not sure," Joon shook his head. "It's implausible."
"Whoever it was, I wanna kill them," Yoongi grumbled grumpily.
"I second that," Taehyung grumbled with Jimin nodding in agreement.
"I don't care, but my baby was hurt! I will not stand for it," Jin grunted with a rub of his eyes.
Jungkook groaned, muttering to himself, "Fuck. Fuck. That hurts."
The members whipped their heads towards their maknae.
"JK!"
"Jungkook!"
"Kook-ah!
"Kookie!"
"Jaykay!"
"Are you okay?!" the oldest shouted as he frantically checked over him.
Jungkook rolled his eyes and sat up, "Yes. I'm fine, hyung."
Everyone rolled their eyes at that.
"You got stabbed! How in the world did that happen?" Yoongi exclaimed incredulously.
Jungkook sighed, rubbing his eyes, "Damn it."
The hyungs shared a look at that.
"Look... just let me explain and don't interrupt me, please."
The hyungs agreed, so Jungkook continued.
"I've been a part of the mafia since I was sixteen years old, training since I was twelve. My family is attached to what is called the Jeon mafia. We have chains all over the world and we're one of the most dangerous mafias. Whenever I told you guys I was going out with Yugyeom... I wasn't lying but I was actually doing my mafia job. Yugyeom is my second. I'm in charge of a major section of soldiers for Seoul's chain. I was leading a mission yesterday to intervene in a dangerous trade and got stabbed right before escaping. Usually, we have a nurse on the premise at the base, but he was off duty yesterday. So, I had to do it myself. I was a little too dizzy and delirious to do it properly."
Jungkook paused to let it sink in for a minute. Before he could say anything else, the hyungs began sharing their thoughts.
"You're in the mafia?! What the fuck do you do? That's so dangerous!" Jin shouted.
"Hyung-"
"Our baby kills people?!" Hoseok exclaimed, mind extremely blown.
"Hyungs-"
"Jungkookie does illegal shit!" Taehyung gaped.
Groaning to himself, JK swiftly switches to his Golden Cobra persona.
Clearing his throat, "That's enough!" he yelled, clearly leaving no room for arguing and a deadly glare that would send shivers down the toughest person.
When the hyungs looked too shocked to speak, Jungkook continued.
"I'm twenty fucking one. I can make my own decisions. I decided to join the mafia on my own. I know the dangers and the risks. I don't kill people for fun. I kill the ones that are threats to our world, but even then, only when necessary. I've partnered with multiple governments, big and small, to defeat common enemies. So, no. I don't do illegal shit unless I have to. Now calm the fuck down," the maknae scolded sternly.
The hyungs calmed down quite a bit after that. They never knew their maknae could be so scary.
Namjoon sighed, "As long as you're careful and let us take care of you when you're injured next time, I won't be mad you're in that business."
Jungkook chuckled, "It's a deal then. I guess it'll be nice not having to hide it anymore."
More questions were asked, and JK answered them. After hearing the stories and understanding more of what the Jeon mafia stood for, the hyungs warmed up more to the idea. That didn't change the fact they would forever worry about Jungkook's health. If anything, this revelation made it even worse than it was.
"Okay, but at least I can say my maknae is a badass, figuratively and literally," Taehyung chuckled.