#sure they could knock down enemies of incredible strength and power grand enough to make the very cosmos tremble in fear

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Happy 3rd anniversary to Heart and Soul!

There may not have been much writing this year, but thank you to everyone for your comments, support, and patience as I've been on break from working on the main series! I love these idiots and their stupid idiot actions that have stupid idiot consequences, and though they've sat cozily on the back burner as of late, the plans for them remain. Cheers to another year, and many more unfortunate instances of MK getting clocked out while GK yells about it. It's what they do best.

[chimchimsauce]

XS (IX - Jesus)

“Give me just a little bit MORE”

Being the son of the largest gang in the country, Kim Taehyung might as well be a prince. He is more powerful than any one man should be and is not afraid to get rid of anything - or anyone that gets in his way.

So when a man is unable to pay back the gigantic loan he owes Taehyung, the heir is all too happy to take his life. Moments away from pulling the trigger, a girl more beautiful than he’s ever seen bursts in and offers her life for her father’s. Taehyung knows right away that he wants her.

And Taehyung gets everything he wants.

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

YN would have never thought that gangs would be so formal. She supposes they must be, to make sure no one steps out of line. Still, it's never been something she's thought about until this moment.

Rows and rows of tatted and terrifying men stand in identical black suits, all expressionless in the grand hall the ceremony is taking place in. YN can't even see the back of the crowd. There's no way this can just be the higher-ups in the gang. This has to be everyone.

In the very front of the room, YN stands to the left of her husband. Taehyung is sporting a bright red suit, something so eye-catching that you'd be able to pick him out of the crowd from a mile away. On YN's left, Jungkook and a few other people YN hasn't met yet stand in their own black suits, a single red rose in their breast pockets. It makes YN nervous. Her eyes scan over all the assembled gang members, wondering if any of them are going to try and pull something that could get her killed. Taehyung notices YN's slight squirming and moves to hold her hand, squeezing it. YN gets the message and stops moving, hoping that she hasn't pissed him off too much.

A few feet away from Taehyung, Taehyung's father and his wife stand mirroring YN and Taehyung, the older man beaming with pride.

"I always knew you'd be the perfect heir, Taehyung," his father says quiet enough for just the four of them to hear, "You've always been tough, so much stronger than your brother."

"Brother? Taehyung has a brother?"

Out of the side of YN's eye, she notices the stiffening of one of the men she hasn't had the displeasure of meeting yet. She guesses that he's probably Taehyung's brother. YN looks at him as discreetly as possible. This nameless man does not look a thing like Taehyung. Their body builds, heights, and face shapes are vastly different. But now that YN is looking, she can tell that this man is definitely Taehyung's brother if for no other reason than he looks a lot like Taehyung's father.

He looks over and locks eyes with YN and she gasps slightly in surprise, looking away from him. She doesn't want to make any enemies and she thinks the best possible way to do this is to not have anything to do with anyone. It'll be incredibly lonely, but at least she won't be worrying about getting attached when she eventually finds a way out of this.

Someone must have sent out a signal because the entire room's atmosphere changes. If YN thought it was stiff before, it's stifling now. An elderly man opens the door at the far end of the other room, walking incredibly slowly. It gives YN flashbacks from yesterday's wedding and she's glad that it's not her going down the aisle anymore.

It takes several tense minutes for the suited old man to make it to the front. His face is wrinkled like a pug's, rolls of skin covering his eyes his cheeks drooping. He walks with the assistance of a golden cane he grasps tightly with his liver-spotted hand. The old man struggles to make it up to the stairs and no one moves to help him, even though YN would if she wasn't afraid of the possible consequences.

It makes it after forever and stands between Taehyung and his Father, reaching out to both of them and placing their hands in his own, folding them one on top of each other gently. He stands as still as death, whispering something in what YN believes is Italian but could honestly be Greek for all she knows. He prays for several minutes with his eyes closed and YN is captivated.

She hasn't been here for very long but already she can tell how oddly religious this gang is. There are paintings of Catholic saints all over the walls in this room and a giant marble Jesus statue is behind them.

The irony is not lost on her. YN has never met a man as unholy as Taehyung.

When he's done, the priest slides a ring Taehyung's father is wearing and slides it onto Taehyung's finger. The old man raises Taehyung and his Father's hands above his head before releasing them. Taehyung and his father turn wordlessly and walk to the Jesus statue, dipping their hands into a basin of water in front of it. The old man wobbles towards them and flicks water on Taehyung before reaching into his white robes and pulling out a bottle of ash. He smears it on Taehyung's forehead and then replaces it into his clothing, inching his way down the stairs and slowly exiting the room.

YN allows herself to relax. It's finally over.

"Get ready to hit the deck," Taehyung says, leaning over and pretending to kiss her forehead.

"Wha-" YN starts.

She never gets the chance to finish her sentence. Taehyung drops to the ground and rips YN's ankle towards him, causing her to fall flat on her back. The breath gets knocked out of her when she hits the ground hard. YN doesn't have time to process what's going on as the other men next to her fall just as quickly, all of them as close to the ground as possible.

Looking into the crowd, YN sees why. People wearing red scarves around their heads have barged into the room carrying guns of all shape and size. Men scream as bullets begin to fly overhead, landing in several of the attendees.

"Taehyung?!" YN shrieks, looking back at her husband in terror.

There's a massacre going on.

He doesn't look the least bit bothered, beginning to army crawl deeper onto the stage they're on.

"Crawl unless you wanna die, Spitfire," he says, grinning at her.

A psychopath. Taehyung is a psychopath.

Still, she crawls after him, all of her body aching with every movement. A bullet flies into a marble pillar next to her head and she screams, freezing and putting her arms over her head. It's too much. She doesn't know what to do, frozen in fear.

A hand touches her waist and she whips her head around to look at who it is. It's that driver.

"Come on," he says, "I know you're scared, but we gotta go."

YN looks at him through wet eyes and nods once, determined to get out of this alive. She tries to tune out the gunshots and the yelling as best she can, focusing on crawling after Jungkook's gigantic black shoes. It takes all of her mental strength to move her arms and drag herself across the floor. The driver flanks her directly, shielding her from behind.

Once she's behind the gigantic Jesus statue, YN can see an opened hole in the ground. Jungkook hops down confidently and shaking badly, YN chucks off her heels and slides into the hole, worried that the drop will be too high.

"I got ya, Princess," Jungkook says, grabbing YN's waist and helping her into the darkness. The driver drops down immediately after and closes the latch, closing it and locking it with the mechanism in it.

The small tunnel they're inside of is lit will slights every yard or so. The group waltzes down the path like they haven't just escaped a shooting. YN can barely stand.

"Do you need me to carry you?" Jungkook says patronizingly.

"Fuck off," she hisses.

Ignoring the way she trembles, YN yanks her stupid long dress up as high as she can, walking barefoot. She must look a mess.

"Awe, looks like she can do something for herself," Jungkook sneers, "Taehyung, you really should have picked someone a little smarter."

YN really wants to give him a piece of her mind but right now it's everything she can do not to pass out. She barely got any sleep, her body hurts from everything Taehyung did to her and she hasn't eaten since she was first kidnapped.

"You're such an asshole," is the best she can do.

"She's so pretty though," Taehyung says, causing YN's skin to crawl, "I don't mind her being a little slow."

She hates him. The group falls silent. For several minutes, no one says anything at all.

"Is anyone going to tell me what's going on?!" YN asks, frustrated and terrified.

"Don't ask questions, darling. That's not very becoming for a woman," Taehyung says, turning his head around and smiling at her, "Curiosity killed the cat, you know."

Taehyung waves his hand in the air.

"But don't worry, YN. You'll find out soon enough."

YN doesn't dare press him further. Dread lays heavy in her stomach.

After traveling for quite some time more, Taehyung stops at what looks like just another piece of the hallway, rapping his knuckles against it three times. A secret door swings inwards and Taehyung steps into it, everyone following them.

When YN is inside the room, she sees a few more men with red ties around their heads. They stand with a hostage on his knees, the man's face concealed with a burlap bag.

"Good job, men," Taehyung says.

They bow their heads to him in appreciation.

"Let me see him."

One of the guards pulls the burlap sack off and YN's eyes widen.

Chapter Ten

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