JUNGKOOK…..

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

For the first time in a long time, Taehyung woke to silence. Usually in the mornings, he could hear his husband fussing around in the kitchen, the clink of dishes, but now the apartment was silent, and the silence weighed on his ears. He walked out into the hallway, and it was empty. Not a note, not a message on his phone, nothing. Only the closet was open, and half his things were gone.

Panic set in about an hour later, when he realized his husband hadn't just left, he'd run away. Two hours later, the doorbell rang. A man in an expensive coat stood there, his face expressing nothing but mild weariness from the problems of others. Two people loomed behind him, and Taehyung didn't immediately understand who they were or why they'd come to his house.

The man introduced himself as Jungkook, walked into the apartment without even asking permission, and sat down on the sofa as if he owned the place. He pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it on the coffee table, and pushed it toward Taehyung.

"Your husband," he said evenly, "was playing at my club. He owed a large sum. And to pay it off, he bet you. He lost."