Kim Taehyung Spy AU! This is a drabble. (I do have a storyline behind this but I don’t know if I’m keen on writing the whole thing so here’s a little extract).
Angst x Slight gore
“Tell me where she is!” Taehyung shouted at the top of his lungs, using his baritone voice to full potential. The people around him were beat up, a mixture of blood and tears dripped down their pained expressions. He violently kicked the crouched body in front of him with no hesitation.
“I’ll give you one more chance.” He stepped over the body and paid no attention to the man’s whimpers that cried in agony beneath him. Taehyung swiftly pulled out a knife from behind his belt and slammed it into the wooden desk that smelt of musk, barely missing his victim as his cheek bled a little from the cut of Taehyung’s bloodthirsty knife.
He whimpered in fright at the sight of Taehyung so close to his face, his outraged stare scared him to a point he could barely keep his eyes open; let alone talk. Taehyung had no patience left in him whatsoever. He impatiently twisted the knife that was deep into the wooden table and roared loudly- forcing his victim to speak.
“I..I-I’m not completely s-sure. We..we weren’t told anything else besides-”
“DON’T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT!”
Taehyung violently grasped onto the man’s hair and pulled it to make his face fully visible. He snickered, the strands of his sanity snapping- similar to the man’s hair that was tight under his fingers. The man winced in pain and was beyond terrified at Taehyung’s maniacal behaviour.
“Tell me while I’m asking nicely.” He smiled. It looked so sincere.. that it felt threatening to a point the victim almost shat himself due to fright. He exhaled deeply due to the victim’s silence.
“This is how it’s going to work.” Taehyung distanced himself away from the victim and walked behind the desk.
“I’m going to count down from 10.” He said with that maniacal smile plastered across his lips. He swiftly kicked the tied-up man off the desk and watched him wince as he slammed into the ground. “And you’re going to tell me where she is… so be good. I’ll start counting…10.” Taehyung sat down on where the victim previously sat.
“9.” The man continued to shiver in fright. There was an internal battle inside his head- should he face the wrath of Taehyung.. or his boss?
“8.” What would happen to him if he didn’t tell the truth?
“7.” He’d already known the answer to that question.
“6.” He wouldn’t be alive in the hands of this murderer that was Kim Taehyung.
“5.” The man heard Taehyung’s voice get impatient by the second. Tae’s feet felt heavier as the time passed, almost stomping with each step as he circled around the desk.
“4.. we’re getting close to your last moments.” And with that, his victim snapped.
“They took her to Japan! They flew her there because they knew you’d be coming here.” He finally spoke up.
Taehyung crouched down and gave him a swift slap on the cheek as a symbol of thanks, the same merciless smile evident on his face. Taehyung didn’t seem to care that the man’s blood transferred onto his fingers due to the cut he obtained before from Tae’s knife.“Tell me exactly where.”
“In Hokkaido. The famous warehouse near the Miyanomori Museum.” He spilt everything he knew. And with that, Taehyung ‘affectionately’ kicked him one last time. “Let’s work again some other time.” Taehyung laughed to himself, roping him up even more incase he escaped and swiftly left the scene with burning determination.