Erroneous [Vminkook]

7: Raven⚠️❌🐍

If there's anything in this damn world that annoys Jungkook to the brim of his consciousness it's a damn fucking lecture.

No, not those type of lectures when your parents scold you for misbehaving or arriving drunk after your curfew, even that sounds much more bearable than hearing this man talk for hours and hours in this dreadful meeting. It's the college type of lectures, where they talk and never stop for a fucking break.

Is this how the agents feel like Jungkook talks in his meetings?

If so then shit, he should start being more creative when speaking because it feels so fucking horrible listening to someone talk the whole fucking time.

His dull eyes follows the beautiful man with the golden skin and raven dark mullet in utter boredom as he points to different areas on the map from the projector, eagerly trying to search any leads on finding this mysterious human being that is Park Jimin, but everyone in this table meeting of criminals has probably noticed already by now - it's a no show like this.

They will never find Jimin at this rate.

Karma's main men are here, along with a few pimps and club owners since they will most likely give off any information on anything at all that comes to mind, from there seeing if they can put anything together into finding this man without having Karma blowing their heads off with a bullet on the spot for wasting his time.

Maybe Jungkook will be the first one with those honors because he would rather die than spare another hour in this room.

But meantime while he wastes his time here, Jungkook actually was impressive how much control Karma has in Seoul in general; he owns many professional buildings and has most of the owners wrapped around his finger tips in regarding to business. So many of those business Jungkook recalls going to their buildings asking questions about any suspicious activity.

They always denied.

Well, Karma's mafia isn't the top rank for no reason.

For a moment that came to mind, Jungkook moves his gaze across the large circular wooden table his let's his eyes find Karma's silhouette with his golden mask.

The man is sitting on a throne like chair, unlike the swirling ones that Jungkook is forced to sit on; He wears a golden silk robe to compliment his beautiful skin, tied to cover his body, but Jungkook could just barely make out the tint of a tattoo peeking underneath the edge of the robe by his collarbones, slightly rising Jungkook's curiosity. His mint green hair is wet, clearly fresh from a shower and hand brushed back and away from his mask besides a few strands moving forward.

Out of everyone here, Karma is the one who looks like he's seconds away from actually falling asleep - surprisingly. A leg is rested on the arm of the chair with his arm casually laying on his knee, his tatted fingers carefully playing with his golden rings lightly, giving off this sense of power.

Him spreading wide like that only left Jungkook's own imagination to run wild, especially since he's wearing a pair of black dressed pants that hugs his legs fairly too well.

If scenarios were different, maybe Jungkook would ask him out for a nice dinner.

But now, he wants nothing more but to stab the hell out of him until no lingering ounce of anger is left in his body.

He threatened his life and is keeping him like a damn hostage, and now Jungkook is forced to listen to his damn cousin talk amongst the table for hours of nonsense that Jungkook could've covered in ten minutes.