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It was around midnight when Jeongguk was sprawled over his sofa, inside his office, twirling around his favorite fighting knife that was also gifted to him by his late father. The strong leather around the hard metal made it firmer to grip on and the sharp double sided blade was pointed enough that if some one just put a finger on it, it would prick immediately.
"You need to hear this-" hoseok said storming inside Jeongguks office. Jeongguk got up into a sitting position but before hoseok could continue with what he was supposed to tell him his eyes darted towards his neck.
"Were you poisoned?" He asked.
"Pardon?" Jeongguk got up looking confused as hoseok pointed towards his neck. He went towards the huge mirror hanging on his wall and looked closely at the blue line near his ear.
"The f**k! I don't remember getting poisoned!" Jeongguk growled out making the man before him flinch.
"Calm down be grateful you're immune to it or else you'd be dead" Jeongguk calmed down a bit because once again thanks to his late father who made him taste little poison every once in a while to make his system immune to the toxic substance. The only indication that he got poisoned would be the blue line that would appear only when he had an intake.
"I went to dinner with Jimin but that was it. We had the same meal and he's fine"
"Did you took something he didn't?"
"Well...fuck the wine! All that time it was the f*****g wine! Hoseok the food wasn't poisoned it, it was the wine!" Jeongguk yelled out frustratedly. Jimin's sickness was just a coincidence.
"As far as I remember there weren't any customers besides you so it has to be someone from with in.... Oh f**k! Of course!" Hoseok cursed once he realized what had happened and everything linked up.
"What...what happened?"
"The waiter who served you was found dead in the back alley of the restaurant. Their manager was the one who found the dead body with a bullet in his head!" Hoseok explained.
"That bastard! This means he found out I was going there and bribed him"
"And before we could get our hands on him, he got rid of him" he concluded passing over the file he got from the officer. They looked through the pictures and the crime scene but nothing was looking out of place except of the dead body, of course.
"I've had it now. Let's make him talk and if he doesn't then just kill him" Jeongguk ordered as he grabbed his gun and of course his favorite killer knife before making his way out, towards the basement.
The room was surrounded by complete darkness except the swinging yellow light that was hanging from the ceiling. Underneath the dim light was a man pinned down on the floor with heavy metal chains around his arms and legs, not allowing him to move a single muscle.
"I hope you had a comfortable sleep" a deep murderous voice boomed through the dark room. Jeongguk and Yoongi stood there in front of the beaten up man who was struggling to move his limbs to defend himself but he knew this was all pointless.
"I-i d-don't know-" the man tried to beg but before he could finish his sentence he felt a harsh blow on his stomach, making him cough deep red blood.
"It's pointless to lie because you're going to die today. Either tell us what we want to know and die an easy death or we could torture you till you do" Jeongguk said giving him two options that were none the less same. Jeongguk was enough to handle him however Yoongi was just there to control him in case he got carried away.
"I-i really... Don't k-know" the man cried out, he wanted to clutch his stomach to ease the pain from hunger and of course the beating but the chains wouldn't allow him to even move an inch.
"You see this?" He said showing him his favorite knife that his father had gifted him. " This is little knife is my favorite out of all my weapons.... Let's play"
A wicked smirk was plastered over his devilish face, a face only his victims have seen, not even Jimin. He twirled the small knife around his fingers, the man's eyes following every move of his hand as he waited for his impending death. Slowly, he brought the sharp blade towards the center of his chest, the moment the blade came in contact with the roughs skin blood started to ooze out of the fresh deep cut.
"D-DON'T!" the man yelled painfully once Yoongi threw a handful of salt over the fresh wound. Then the psychotic man dragged the blade down his chest towards his stomach leaving a deep gash as it passes away. His whole upper body was now covered by the fresh sticky blood that was started to surround his body.
"Hyung...he did waste our time and didn't talk at all... Should we take away his tongue or his.... Fingers. He did try to grab my pendant my muffin bought me as a gift" Jeongguk pouted looking towards his Hyung who just gave him a smirk. He knew what game the younger was playing.
"How about both, they're useless anyway" Yoongi casually replied as if he was throwing away some useless trash.
"Of course ... Now I can't say no to Hyung...now can I?" Jeongguk asked in a sickly sweet voice, making the man fear his death. He wanted this torture to end. He was already looking blood at a very fast pace and soon if this continued he'd end up drying out.
"N-no... p-please don't!" He started to yell but that was the first mistake he made as he gave an open invitation to Jeongguk to open his mouth and grab his tongue. Without halting any longer he sliced his tongue off making the man tell in agonizing pain. The discarded tongue was spitted besides him as blood gushed out of the opening choking the man.
"Hurry up with the fingers Gguk...before he dies. He should feel that pain too"
"Of course Hyung" Jeongguk said and quickly grabbed his hand and chopped off every single finger the man owned. The room was filled with painful screams and psychotic laughter as the man's life drained out of his body.
"Let's get cleaned up before lunch. I promised to eat with my muffin" Jeongguk said as he got up, wiping away the disgusting blood and made his way out of the basement.
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