Addicted to Your Taste (Taekook)
Episode 1: The Debt
The underground conference room beneath Eclipse Club was cold and filled with heavy tension. At the head of the table sat Jeon Jung-hyun, the powerful leader of the Jeon Syndicate. His sharp eyes scanned the trembling man in front of him.
Jeon Jung-hyun/jk uncle
You owe us 8.2 billion won, Kim Jong-suk. You’ve been gambling in our casinos and borrowing money like a fool. Did you think we wouldn’t notice?
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
Sir… please, I’m begging you. Give me more time. I’ll pay it all back, I swear! *begging tone*
Jeon seokjin
(chuckles) More time? You’ve already wasted enough of ours.
min yoongi
Just kill him and be done with it. *savage tone*
Jung hoseok
(smiling) Don’t be so quick, hyung. The kid might still have something useful.
Jeon Jung-hyun/jk uncle
You have an older brother, right? Kim Taehyung — the underground artist. His paintings are bought by powerful people. He will work for us as an informant. In return, we cut your debt in half.
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
No! Please don’t drag my hyung into this. He’s innocent. He doesn’t know anything about your world!
Jeon Jung-hyun/jk uncle
Then he will learn. Park Seo-joon will contact him tomorrow. You have 48 hours to bring him here. If he refuses… both of you die.
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
(voice shaking) This is all my fault… Hyung didn’t do anything wrong.
Jung hoseok
(grinning) An artist joining the mafia. This should be entertaining.
Later that night — Taehyung’s Art Studio
Soft music played in the background as Kim Taehyung stood in front of a large canvas, painting in deep, dark strokes. His white shirt was stained with colors. His phone suddenly rang.
Kim taehyung
(picking up the call) Jong-suk-ah, it’s almost 2 in the morning. What’s wrong this time?
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
Hyung… I’m so sorry. I really fucked up badly.
Kim taehyung
(putting his brush down) What did you do? Tell me clearly.
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
(crying) I borrowed a huge amount from the Jeon Syndicate. They found out about my gambling. They want you to work for them… or they’ll kill me.
Kim taehyung
(silent for a few seconds, voice turning serious) Where are you right now?
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
They’re holding me here. Hyung, please… I’m really scared. They said they’ll contact you tomorrow.
Kim taehyung
(breathing deeply) Stay alive until morning. Don’t do anything stupid. I’ll handle this.
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
I’m sorry, hyung… I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.
Kim taehyung
Just stay alive, Jong-suk.
Taehyung ended the call and stared at his unfinished painting. The dark shadows on the canvas suddenly felt too close to reality.
Kim taehyung
(whispering to himself) What kind of nightmare have you dragged me into…?
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Episode 2: The Summon
The next morning arrived too quickly. Sunlight filtered through the large windows of Taehyung’s art studio, but the peaceful atmosphere from last night had completely vanished. Taehyung barely slept, his mind racing with worry for his brother.
His phone rang again. An unknown number.
Kim taehyung
(answering cautiously) Hello?📲
Park Seo-joon
Good morning, Mr. Kim Taehyung. My name is Park Seo-joon. I work for the Jeon family. I believe your brother already told you about the situation.
Kim taehyung
(voice cold) Yes. He did. Where is my brother right now?
Park Seo-joon
He’s safe. For now. Mr. Jeon Jung-hyun wants to meet you personally. A car will arrive at your studio in thirty minutes. Please be ready.
Kim taehyung
And if I refuse to come
Park Seo-joon
(calm but firm) Then your brother’s time runs out today. I suggest you don’t test us, Mr. Kim. Dress appropriately. We’ll see you soon.
Taehyung threw his phone onto the couch in frustration. He ran a hand through his hair and looked at his reflection in the window. The elegant artist who preferred silence and paint was about to step into a world of blood and power.
Thirty minutes later, a sleek black Mercedes stopped outside his studio. Two men in suits waited beside it. Taehyung stepped out wearing a black silk shirt and long coat, his expression calm but his heart racing.
Location: Underground Conference Room – Eclipse Club
The same dimly lit room from yesterday. Jeon Jung-hyun sat at the head of the table again. Jeon Seokjin stood beside him, checking his watch. Min Yoongi and Jung Hoseok were also present
Park Seo-joon
(entering the room) He’s here, sir.
Jeon Jung-hyun/jk uncle
Bring him in
The door opened. Kim Taehyung walked in with steady steps, his elegant visuals standing out sharply in the dark mafia setting. His eyes scanned the dangerous men in the room.
Jeon Jung-hyun/jk uncle
Kim Taehyung. You look exactly as your reputation suggests. Sit down.
Kim taehyung
(remains standing) I prefer to stand. Where is my brother?
Jeon seokjin
(smirking) Straight to the point. I like that. Your brother is alive and currently in one of our safe houses.
Jung hoseok
(grinning) You’re prettier in person. No wonder your paintings sell so well.
min yoongi
(quietly) We don’t need his face. We need his ears.
Jeon seokjin
Here’s the deal. You will work for us as an informant. You will attend auctions, private exhibitions, and parties. You will report every useful conversation you hear. Additionally, you will be assigned as a handler for one of our members. In return, we reduce your brother’s debt by half. Fail us… and there will be no mercy.
Kim taehyung
(clenching his fists) I’m an artist, not a criminal. I don’t belong in your world.
Jeon seokjin
You do now. Welcome to the Jeon Syndicate, Taehyung. You start immediately.
Taehyung felt a heavy weight settle on his chest. He had no choice but to accept.
Kim taehyung
(coldly) Fine. But if anything happens to my brother, I will burn everything down.
Jeon seokjin
(chuckles) Bold words for someone who just stepped into hell.
Jung hoseok
(laughing lightly) Oh, I think I’m going to like him.
Episode 3: The Rules
Taehyung was escorted out of the main conference room into a smaller, more private lounge area inside the club. The walls were dark, the lighting low, and the scent of expensive whiskey lingered in the air. Park Seo-joon followed him closely.
Park Seo-joon
These are the basic rules. You are not allowed to speak about anything you see or hear. No police. No friends. No escape. Your phone will be monitored. You will live in one of our safe houses starting tonight.
Kim taehyung
(coldly) So I’m a prisoner with a paintbrush?
Park Seo-joon
Consider yourself lucky. Most people who owe us don’t get this kind of offer. Your first job is simple. There’s a private art auction tomorrow night. Many important guests will be there. Listen. Remember names. Report everything back.
The door opened and Jung Hoseok entered with his usual bright smile, carrying a black folder.
Jung hoseok
Welcome to the team, pretty artist! Here’s your new phone. It has tracking and we can hear everything. Don’t try anything smart.
Kim taehyung
(taking the phone reluctantly) Do I at least get to see my brother?
Jung hoseok
Of course. After you sign the agreement. One wrong move and the deal is off.
Taehyung read through the papers quickly. His elegant fingers tightened around the pen before he signed his name at the bottom. His freedom was officially gone.
Jeon seokjin
(entering the room) Good. One more thing. You’ve been assigned as personal handler for our most important enforcer. He’s… difficult. But if you can handle him, you might survive this world.
Kim taehyung
(frowning) Who is he?
Jeon seokjin
You’ll meet him soon enough. For now, focus on tomorrow’s auction. Gather information on the Song Syndicate. They’ve been getting too bold.
min yoongi
(appearing at the doorway) And try not to look so scared. You’re an artist. Act like one. People talk more when they think you’re harmless.
Taehyung stayed silent, his mind already spinning. He hated every second of this, but he had no choice if he wanted to save his brother.
Two guards brought Taehyung to a hidden safe house on the outskirts. Lee Jong-suk was sitting on an old couch, looking exhausted but alive.
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
(running to him) Hyung! I’m so sorry… I never wanted this for you
Kim taehyung
(hugging him tightly then pulling back) You idiot. How many times did I tell you to stop gambling? Look what you’ve done.
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
(crying) I know… I’m sorry. Are they treating you okay?
Kim taehyung
(sighing) They want me to spy for them. And I’ve been assigned to handle someone dangerous. I don’t even know who yet.
Kim Jong-suk
/ taehyung brother
Be careful, hyung. They call him “The Ghost”. People say he’s the scariest one in the entire syndicate. No one can control him.
Taehyung’s heart sank. He stayed with his brother for a short while before the guards told him it was time to leave.
As he was driven to his new temporary residence, Taehyung stared out the window at the passing city lights.
Kim taehyung
(whispering to himself) The Ghost… Just what kind of monster am I going to meet?
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