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Being the youngest member in the most powerful gang South Korea has seen in centuries came with a lot of positive and negative consequences.
Jungkook belong to Bangtan, who ran the underground like it was its own playground. Bangtan that consisted of 7 leaders, and the biggest army the rest of Korea could only dream of.
The oldest, Kim Seokjin, came from a long line of gang members. He worked his way to the top of the game. Using his good looks and devious mind he could convince anyone to do anything for him.
However he is not the main leader. He insists he works better behind the scene, helping and scheming how to turn everyone to do their bidding instead of being their spokesperson.
For those who were not familiar with the more dangerous parts of the country however knew him as the CEO of south koreas biggest tech company.
Bangtan technology company drew in millions of won each year. They could disband tomorrow and each employee would live the rest of their lives comfortably without problems.
No, the spoke person, the face out, the leaders of the leaders was the one and only Kim Namjoon himself. His name gave shivers when spoken on the street.
He is known for never forgiving and never forgetting. He is manipulative to the level you know you’re being manipulated but do it anyway. He leads with a stone cold face and no exemption.
He was the official husband of Kim Seokjin, which is how the rest of the world saw him. They often took over the front page together whenever they made a public appearance.
The public loved the couple. Who smiled and held hands walking into their company. It was the perfect cover of what hid beneath.
The two had been together for a long time, before the rest and before the fame. Their first love outside of them was Min Yoongi.
Getting by on three jobs with a dream of making music, he had gone on an interview for BTC. There he met the two lovers and showed them his hacking skills.
That’s his position in Bangtan. Their very own skilled hacker. There was no space on the internet he could not conquer. He could find anything and everything.
The second oldest was known for his unforgiving persona. If you dared to mess with something in his heart he would dislocate your bones and leak all your secrets.
For most people he was known as Agust D, the rapper that spoke faster than it took to reach a million views, which is fast. It was through him that the dance prodigy joined the group.
Jung Hoseok, also known as J-hope, could control his body like no other. But due to debt that his father had left him with, he could not pursue his dream of being a professional dancer.
Instead he joined Bangtan. They had of course paid off his debt a long time ago and gave him the choice of living his dream.
But he was far to deep. He killed for a living, he was ruthless with a knife and the recruits were chosen directly by him.
He saw who had potential and who didn’t. And he gave them a chance to prove themself. He was the proclaimed right hand of Kim Namjoon even though being a leader himself. He however did not care for the title.
Next to join was the devil twins themself. Growing up together Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin were inseparable. It was to no one’s surprise they entered the criminal world together as well.
Park Jimin came from old money. He had everything growing up at the tip of his fingers and the connections to last him a comfortable life time.
However being the oldest of the Park children he had to learn to sneak around. Which is how he became the greatest assassin to ever live. If he wanted to, he could walk unknown everywhere.
He has more kills then the group together. He was the angel of death. The devil himself. Do not let his angel looks fool you of what lays beneath.
That is why, at 10 years of age. Kim Taehyung fell into his arms at the look of the angel who promised him the world.
Being the son of the maid of the Park family gave him enough shame through his childhood. But if was easy replaced and forgotten by Jimin who made sure no one spoke of it.
Taehyung knew everything about everyone. Nothing escaped his knowledge in any of the worlds. He took everything and gave nothing.
But do not be fooled. He was as vicious as the rest of them. He had no problem squeezing someone’s life right out of them. He would gladly of it was for their cause or his family.
The two were known as the devil twins. Not only by the streets but also by the rest of the world. They were models with killing looks. And more than one article had given them that name.
It was mostly thanks to a specific hacker who thought it was the perfect nickname.
At last but not least came the youngest member of Bangtan. Jeon Jungkook. He was spotted during a recruiting by J-hope himself and brought in for training.
The rest fell for his baby cheeks and big doe eyes. But also his fighting skills, as it was as brutal as the rest of them.
He was the light of their life. Their baby boyfriend. Their lover who gave them as much brattiness as happiness.
Together they were known as Bangtan by those on the streets. And the Kim Family by the media. And they were unstoppable.
Being the youngest of his group, as said, came with both positive and negative consequences.
Having unlimited money came with lots and lots of gifts. They all loved spending money on each other to see the other smile by the price tag.
They all loved spoiling the younger members. And as the youngest he did not have a younger member to spoil.
Jungkook got everything he looked at. He never wanted for anything. The hyungs loved to see their baby’s eyes lit up at a gift. And therefore it was a thing that happened each week in the Kim household.
At this point he had three different motorcycles and two cars that were completely his own. He loved taking them on rides and loved the sex that came out of him wearing leather with it.
That was another thing. He was not only the youngest but also a submissive. Each hyung was either a dom or a switch. But with him they were all doms.
That’s what came from being at the bottom of the hierarchy. He answered to all his hyungs and always got his needs met.
He loved being put in his place by a hyung, especially one he had riled up. More than one occasion had he walked in on meetings wearing only a robe.
To see the hyungs' present eyes sharpen. And their barely controlled voice telling everyone to leave the room immediately.
Office sex was high on Jungkook's list of favorite places. Close after their master bedroom that held the bed who fitted all of them and multiple toys.
Being at the bottom also came with lots of nicknames that were used on a daily basis. Such as love, baby, baby boy, bun, bunny, brat and so on.
He was rarely called by his own name, and if so it was either Jungkook ah or Jungkookie or even Kookie. However when he has gone too far in riling them on or done something outside the rules a “Jungkook” could be heard. Then he was definitely in trouble.
Which was one of the more negative aspects. As the youngest he had the most rules to follow, even more than Taehyung and Jimin who were only a couple years older but still had more freedom.
He always had to let a hyung know when leaving the penthouse. Most times he could not leave without either a hyung or a guard.
If out without a hyung he had to be home before midnight. Even a minute later could get him over the knee faster then he could apologize.
If he was allowed to be on a mission it was beside or behind someone at all times. He was not to be in the direct line of danger.
No flirting with strangers. They all knew he loved them above everything and they all flirted on multiple occasions to get their way. But not Jungkook, that was of limits. He is of limits.
Another negative side of being the youngest was the constant respect that was expected of him. The rest of his hyungs had their same age partner or was old enough to only have younger boyfriends.
He however always had to add a hyung. He of course always did because he respected his hyungs more than anything.
But when he was angry he would sometimes wish he could get away with just their names without consequences, like the rest of them.
All of this he could live with though. It was small for what they gave him back. Unconditional love and protection.
Just at the thought of all of this Jungkook smiled. He stood before the mirror in their master bedroom examining his appearance.
They were attending the presidential election this evening at the palace. So he had the opportunity to dress up.
In the mirror his outfit looked expensive. Which it is. He is wearing a black Dior suit with silver detailing. On his neck sat a necklace, tight as a choker but all he felt was love as he looked at it. In the middle hang a small chain, it was a heirloom of his Jimin hyung.
In his ears he wore the earrings that he gotten at their 5 years anniversary. The bedazzled piece hung a bit under his earlobe catching his attention. And on his fingers he wore rings he found in their shared closet, one who had the Kim signature on it.
Rolling up the sleeves of his jacket he admired the tattoo that stood out against his pale skin. It was the bangtan crest. Their gang mark that anyone would recognize. It was his official statement to his hyung that he was not going anywhere.
And speaking of his hyungs he turned around as he heard a knock on the door. Park Jimin walked in the room with a smirk on his beautiful face.
He whistled as his siren eyes landed on Jungkook. “God damn baby, I can not wait to ravage you when we get home” he said as he placed his hands on Jungkooks waist admiring the smallness of it and how perfectly it fit into his, admittedly, smaller hands.
Jungkook rolled his eyes as his hyung unbuttoned the top button of his suit shirt. Before he could say anything Jimin went in with his mouth against his neck. Harshly sucking on his skin and Jungkook just knew it would leave a dark bruise.
Jimin guided Jungkook back against the wall which Jungkook let his head fall against. “Hyung” he moaned, placing his hand against Jimin's shoulder but did nothing to push him away.
“Are we-“ he was interrupted when Jimin grounded his teeth even harder against his skin. “There we go” his hyung said and stepped back to admire his handiwork.
“Much better” he added before placing a kiss on the youngers lips. Jungkook could only roll his eyes as he looked in the mirror again and the big as blue mark on his neck.
“Hyuuung, what the hell” he whined and turned to look at his hyung who only smiled proudly. “Now everyone will know who you belong to” he said and took Jungkooks hand to lead him out of the bedroom to the main room.
“They already know” Jungkook grumbled but Jimin only winked at him in answer. When they entered the living room everyone was already gathered.
Jungkook took them all in. They were wearing matching suits to his own and looked so fucking good. How was he this lucky?
“Finally, that took you long enough” his oldest hyung said from his position on the love chair. He looked Jungkook up and down, eyes landing on his newly formed bruise.
“Ahh I see” he said with a smirk and beckoned Jungkook over with a pat on his lap. Jin uncrossed his legs as Jungkook came over and sat down.
“Hyung he attacked me” he said and gave Jin his puppy eyes to get sympathy. Jin only hummed and stroked the skin with his thumb.
“It’s not complete” Jin said and Jungkook had only two seconds of confusion before his oldest hyung also attacked his neck.
Jungkook moaned and felt his pants getting tighter as he melted against his hyungs chest. “Please” he said but was interrupted. “As much as we all love this, we really should not be more late than we already are” their leader said.
Technically it was not true as no one would dare to comment if they were late. But it was still something his hyungs would assist on. Fashionably late is their to go to.
Jin let go of his skin and patted his back to let him know to stand up. They both did and Taehyung whined “But I also want to mark our baby”. He looked at their leader “Please Joonie hyung”. “No love, you can devour him afterwards but now we have to go” he said and they started to walk out of the penthouse into the elevator that led them all the way down to their garage where the driver waited for them.
“Do you promise?” Taehyung asked and got “Of course” as an answer. Jungkook only laughed “do I have a say in this?” He asked as he went into the back seat after Jin and his Namjoon hyung sat on the other side of him.
Namjoon helped him with his seatbelt before putting a possessive hand on his thigh and looking into his eyes. The dragon looking eyes looked deep into his soul and Jungkook almost forgot what they were talking about. “Be nice to your hyung” he said with a smile that could conquer gods if they existed.
His sunshine hyung laughed loudly in the seats before them with his head on Yoongi hyung's shoulder who only smiled at the conversation not joining in.
“Yeah be nice” his Taehyung hyung said from the front seat “I want some piece of that ass too”
“Oh me too me too!” Jimin hyung added which got a scuff from Taehyung “you already had your turn!” He said to his soulmate who only scuffed at him “You were just to slow” which Taehyung gave an to loud gasp to, clearly not serious.
“Boys, behave” can from Jin next to Jungkook. “Sorry hyung”
Walking into the building where all were gathered they admittedly got all the attention. Everyone looked as Bangtan walked in, taking in their expensive suits and jewelry screaming of money and power.
The leaders walked in one by one and by the time the youngest joined the ones that had any interest in their lives looked away. Some still got a small glimpse of the forbidden lover of Bangtan and saw all the possessive pieces he wore on his body as well as his skin.
After greeting the current president who bowed deeply at them they scattered around the room speaking with different people.
Jungkook ended up with Hoseok hyung and Yoongi hyung who were talking to the ceo of the biggest clothing company.
Uninterested in the conversation Jungkook quickly finished the drink he gotten when they entered and with a quick look around he spotted a bar further down.
Putting a hand on his Hobi hyungs arm he leaned in “Hyung im getting something else to drink, do you want anything?” Hoseok looked at him and smiled “no thank you baby, Yoongi?” He asked looking at their other boyfriend who only shook his head, not breaking the conversation.
Jungkook nodded and walked over to the bar. He ordered a beer and while waiting someone sat down right next to him.
Surprised, he looked at the newcomer who smiled at him. “Wow the one and only Kim Jungkook alone at the bar, must be my lucky day” he said.
The guy was older, maybe in his late 30. Jungkook took his beer and took a sip without saying anything. But he did not move as he found it daring and therefore interesting.
“Say, where are your guard dogs?” He said when Jungkook said nothing. Jungkook put down his beer on the table turning slightly, “ you’re brave” was the only thing he said.
“What, are you not allowed to talk to strangers?” “Mmm something like that” Jungkook said. He had noticed how conversation had slowed down around them as people wanted to hear what they were talking about.
He also noticed his hyungs. Who were once talking and socializing now stood still watching the scene at the bar. Smiles gone, grip hard on their glasses.
“A pretty boy like you should be able to talk to anyone” the guy, clearly drunk Jungkook noticed, said. Jungkook scrunched his face at the comment, not a smart one and people had now officially stopped talking, staring openly.
He heard the footsteps before he saw him. Kim Namjoon walked up to them standing next to Jungkook with a hand on his shoulder and he said “Is there a problem?” Voice hard, dangerously low.
“No problem here no, just talking with this pretty boy here” the drunk guy said and patted Jungkook's thigh extremely high. Jungkook sucked in a breath, stupid.
“Hyung” Jungkook said to take Namjoons attention from his thigh were a stranger just put their dirty hands on his baby. “Yes sweetheart?” He said and looked up into Jungkook's eyes. “I want him gone”
Namjoon smiled that dangerous smile once more, taking Jungkook's face into one of his hands; thumb stroking his cheek. “Of course darling” he said and beckoned with his hand to their guards. All leaders of bangtan had now gathered around them as well and people looked away as the guy was dragged away.
“Hey wait- this is a misunderstanding! Hey- HEY stop touching me” he screamed as he was pushed down on the floor. Jungkook watched as the scene unfolded infront of him, their guards holding him down as his Jimin hyung twirled a knife as easily as one does a pen.
But before he did anything his Yoongi hyung stepped in front of him. “Baby-ah” he said in his deep growl, taking Jungkook's hands in his own. “Go wait in the car for hyungs” he said.
Jungkooks eyes snapped up to his hyungs eyes “But hyung-“ he whined but did not get to say anything else as his oldest hyung came up behind him helping him out of his chair. “Not now baby” he said while telling the closest guards to take him out to the car.
When Jungkook left the room all eyes once more turned to the guy now sobbing on the floor. But the members of Bangtan looked at their leader waiting.
He gave his lovers his signature smile and nodded. Which was all they needed to begin. So did the screaming.
Out in the car the heat was on and Jungkook looked out the windows as the gang filled in the car. When they started driving he looked at his hyungs “I wanted to watch” was all he said.
Jin hyung looked him in the eyes and hummed “That’s not for your eyes baby boy” and that was the end of the conversation.
When back at their apartment they were all sitting in their master bedroom on different places. Jimin and Taehyung were occupying the lover chair whispering to each other. Namjoon was writing on his phone while standing infront of the bed occasionally looking at the trio that sat there.
Jin were sitting against the headboard with their Jungkook on his lap and Yoongi were staring at Jungkooks tight were the bastard had touch him.
Hoseok walked in from the bathroom sitting down beside Yoongi saying “he is safe my love”. They all looked at Jungkook who only wore boxers as the rest of them wore both pants and shirts.
Jungkook look up at them and their possessive gazes staring at him. He should feel caged and observed but all he felt was love, overwhelming love.
He looked at all of them and smiled, he knew and the world knew. Never mess with Bangtans youngest lover.
They were possessive of each and everyone of each other. But it went deeper with him. Jungkook were their youngest, their baby. They owned him body and soul.
Nothing could ever change that.