Revenge Gone Wrong

The atmosphere in the mansion was…

tense.

Very tense.

Because for the first time—

six mafia kings had been… humiliated.

By one boy.

One.

Boy.

“He needs to learn his place,” Kim Namjoon said, voice calm but deadly.

“I agree,” Park Jimin crossed his arms. “We went too easy on him.”

Jung Hoseok cracked his knuckles. “Time for revenge.”

“Finally,” Jeon Jungkook muttered.

Across them, Kim Seokjin looked personally offended.

“He called my cooking mid.”

Yoongi, sipping coffee, added lazily—

Min Yoongi: “He wasn’t wrong.”

“YOONGI.”

Simple.

Easy.

Perfect.

They would scare him.

Break that fearless attitude.

Make him realize—

who he was dealing with.

Lights off.

Hallway dark.

Guards gone.

Silence everywhere.

A perfect horror setup.

Meanwhile—

Taehyung walked down the hallway…

eating a cookie he definitely wasn’t given.

Kim Taehyung hummed happily.

“Hmm… rich people snacks hit different.”

Step.

Step.

Creeeak—

A shadow moved.

A door slammed somewhere.

Wind howled through the corridor.

A faint whisper echoed—

“Taehyung…”

He stopped.

Silence.

Then—

“…bro, if this is a horror concept, at least commit properly,” Tae said, unimpressed.

Hidden behind the wall—

Jimin frowned. “What.”

Hoseok whispered, “Why is he not scared?”

Another attempt.

This time—

a figure suddenly appeared behind Tae.

Jungkook.

Dressed fully in black.

Face serious.

Eyes dark.

“You shouldn’t have come here,” Jungkook said coldly.

Dramatic.

Perfect delivery.

Oscar-worthy.

Taehyung blinked.

Looked him up and down.

Then—

“…why do you look like a rejected K-drama villain?” 😭

Silence.

Jungkook: “What—”

From behind, Yoongi choked on air.

Jimin slapped his own forehead.

Hoseok turned away, shoulders shaking.

Jungkook tried again, stepping closer.

“We can kill you anytime.”

Taehyung leaned in too.

Even closer.

“No you won’t.”

Jungkook froze.

“…and how are you so sure?”

Tae smiled.

Soft.

Dangerous.

“Because you’re already too interested.”

Dead silence.

From the shadows—

Namjoon narrowed his eyes.

Yoongi’s gaze sharpened.

Jimin blinked slowly.

Hoseok mouthed: what just happened

Jin whispered: “He flirted with a threat…”

Jungkook stepped back slightly, caught off guard for a split second.

Big mistake.

Because Tae—

Tae noticed.

“Ohhhh,” Taehyung grinned, pointing at him. “I got you.”

“I didn’t flinch,” Jungkook snapped.

“You did. Emotionally.”

“…what does that even mean?”

“Means I win.”

Before anyone could recover—

CLICK.

The lights turned on.

Bright.

Sudden.

Blinding.

All six kings stood there.

Exposed.

In their “scary setup.”

Frozen.

Taehyung looked around slowly.

Then—

burst out laughing.

Loud.

Uncontrollable.

“YOU GUYS WERE TRYING TO SCARE ME???” 😭

No one spoke.

Because—

this was embarrassing.

Hoseok coughed. “This was… phase one.”

Jimin nodded quickly. “Yeah. Warm-up.”

Jin crossed his arms. “We weren’t even trying.”

Yoongi: “We were.”

Namjoon closed his eyes.

Jungkook looked like he wanted to disappear.

Taehyung wiped fake tears from laughing.

“Wow… mafia kings, right? So scary. I almost fainted.”

His tone?

Pure mockery.

Then suddenly—

he leaned forward slightly.

Eyes gleaming.

“Wanna see my version?”

Something about his voice—

shifted the air.

Before they could react—

Tae pressed something in his hand.

BEEP.

A second later—

from upstairs—

LOUD ALARM BLASTED THROUGH THE HOUSE.

Red emergency lights started flashing everywhere.

Sirens.

Chaos.

Guards shouting.

Footsteps running.

“What the hell—” Namjoon snapped.

Jungkook rushed to the window. “System’s triggered!”

Jimin looked at Tae. “What did you do?!”

Taehyung just stood there.

Smiling.

Calm.

Proud.

“I upgraded your system,” he said sweetly.

“Now it listens to me too.”

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Yoongi stared at him.

Really stared this time.

“…interesting.”

Namjoon stepped closer, voice low.

“How.”

Taehyung tilted his head.

“Trade secret.”

Again.

The alarms kept ringing.

Chaos everywhere.

But in the middle of it—

Taehyung just yawned.

“I’m bored now.”

And walked away.

Leaving six mafia kings standing there…

defeated.

Again.

Jungkook ran a hand through his hair.

“…we kidnapped the wrong person.”

Yoongi smirked slightly.

“No.”

“We kidnapped the worst one.”

From upstairs—

Taehyung’s voice echoed:

“HEY! DINNER BETTER NOT BE MID AGAIN!”

Jin: “I WILL POISON HIM.”

Yoongi: “Too late. I like him.”

Jimin: “WHAT??”

To be continued… .

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