Jungkook hooligan

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Jungkook was the most dangerous guy in the neighborhood. After high school, he didn't go anywhere, but he mastered two skills: fighting well and extorting money from the local hobos like himself. His only love was an old, beat-up truck. For Jungkook, it was the best car in the world. He literally dusted it off, polished it until it shone, and took it to the car wash every single day.

Taehyung was just a normal schoolboy, always looking for trouble. He and a bunch of his friends had developed what they thought was a funny hobby: removing colored caps from tires. They'd usually stand in a tight group around someone else's tire and wait for someone to commit the crime. Sometimes the boys would get lucky, and no one would notice. And sometimes, an enraged old man would run out of the building with a broom in his hand, shouting and chasing the teenagers away.

This evening promised to be fun. Taehyung and his friends went hunting in a new, unfamiliar area. They'd already managed to snag a couple of trophies when their eyes fell on a massive truck. Taehyung immediately crouched down by the wheel and began quickly unscrewing the cap.
Suddenly, heavy, confident footsteps were heard behind him. Taehyung's friends, without even a word, immediately scattered and ran. Kim didn't hesitate either—he jumped up abruptly, about to follow, but a strong, male hand grabbed his shoulder in a death grip.

A rough tug spun the schoolboy around. Taehyung's gaze fell on his broad chest, then met Jungkook's.

"How old are you, little one?" Jungkook muttered through his teeth, tightening his grip.
— Where are your parents? And why the hell are you touching my car?