yoongi works for the rich business man named jeon jeongguk. yoongi is his personal assistant, who needs to follow a lot of rules and make sure jeongguk is okay with every single thing he does.
jeongguk isn't even a businessman- but that's what he te...
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taehyung's long fingers would tap against the table. "he is late",, jimin said,, eyes staring at the clock.
"i hear footsteps,, act professional",, taehyung warned jimin. the shorter male could only massage his arching forehead.
it was way too early for a meeting. jimin loved to lay in bed all morning and get to work late in the evening.
jimin slightly flinched when the door opened. his eyes scanned jeongguk who was carrying yoongi.
"morning mr.jeon",, taehyung said. "don't ' morning ' me. why are the location trackers turned off?".
jeongguk took a seat,, placing yoongi onto his lap.
"we have reasons sir. we have been doing important stuff",, taehyung immediately replied.
jeongguk raised an eyebrow,, eyes focused onto jimin. "such as?",, the mafia leader asked.
"jimin should answer that question",, taehyung breathed out. jeongguk immediately focused onto jimin.
jimin's jaw clenched, slightly leaning back into his chair. "i have been getting stuff",, jimin said as he crossed his legs.
"what kind of stuff are you talking about?",, jeongguk asked. yoongi glanced down at jeongguk's tattooed hands,, gently touching the tattoos.
"do not let me repeat my question",, jeongguk said,, taking a hold of his gun. yoongi glanced at the gun. his eyebrows furrowing at the sight of it.
"drugs",, jimin answered,, biting onto his bottom lip. "i have been buying drugs".
jeongguk actually had to admit,, he was not even surprised anymore. "you sold them?".
"no sir,, i use them. i am addicted to them",, jimin answered,, glancing at taehyung.
taehyung had been hiding the secret for some time. taehyung had been there for jimin whenever the male overdosed himself. jimin was thankful,, very thankful.
"waste of money",, jeongguk mumbled out,, pushing yoongi off his lap. after that he got up.
"hold onto this kitten",, he said, handing yoongi his gun.
yoongi held onto the black,, cold gun. his scared eyes glancing at the three males in front of him.
he watched jeongguk take a hold of jimin's face. whatever jeongguk was yelling- ,, yoongi could not hear it.
after the accident he made this morning he would not want to get punished again.
his head hurt from the hair pulling and there were even bruises covering his body now. yoongi had to fulfill this task now.
