Minefields {Vkook]

Minefields "1"

"I can't sell anything to you! money first as usual !!"

"wait, is not like I'm not going to pay you, though"

Jungkook sighted heavily and leaned on the wall, then put the little drugs bag back in his backpack and lighted his cigarette and inhaled a dose the, turned to the man who was on the ground, and throw the rest of the cigarette on his forehead, burning his pale, old skin "look, Sir.. you didn't pay for 3 delivery weeks.. this time is the last, no money you can't get shit, easy! get the money in 3 days, you only have to call me I'll be here to get what belongs to me understood ?"

The old man was on the ground in a begging state, an 46 years old men begging for a piece of the best and high quality shit Jungkook have. only when he saw the dealer going far, he felt as if his soul was getting out of his body.. no one can get enough of Yoongi's best coke.

Jungkook fixed his bag and throw his skateboard on the ground, and get on it, riding through the dangerous roads in the town, his direction was the his boss's club, the place that even the police can't get there, the place where all the type of deals are done there, "The blue House".

He got in, and waited more than 10 min in the pre-hall of the bar, people were waiting for their turn to get in, he was in a miserable state, couples kissing while waiting, people laughing and making noises, his head was hurting from all the noises specially from the music escaping the club.

He was going in, letting everybody wondering why did the guardian leave that young guy get in without checking his identity, he opened the curtain letting him pass by as a honorable figure of that club, but all the VIP's would get in from the Big door in the back of the club, where there is a parking with luxury cars.

Jungkook work for the owner, better saying, the owner was his friend for the past 5 years, since the day he start working with him.

Jungkook was in, and everyone was looking to that handsome guy wearing a black satin blazer with and extra slim jeans. his hair was to fluffy with silver earing in the end of it. He didn't care about the stares around him, he just kept walking toward the VIP balcony in the club, it was up stares, where Yoongi can watch everybody while just sitting and chilling over his favorite wine beside his friends, Namjoon and Hoseok "the crow is here.. "

"why is he angry though."

When JK finally appeared the three guys were following his steps until he throw himself on the grey couch where Yoongi was sitting "Can't you just give me the VIP card ?"

Even if Jungkook worked for the drug dealer sitting beside him, he never gave him the VIP, even if Yoongi really trust his friend more than himself, but he is scared, what if something happen with the vulnerable crow? he was everyday regretting that made Jungkook get involve in those things, drugs and delivery. but he can't deny the fact that once he saw Jungkook he knew that he will be the perfect guy to work with.

Jungkook was only 16 years old when Yoongi found him, but he was mature enough to work in this type of files, and he was the perfect figure for delivery, because nobody even the police would not get the fact that an innocent guy riding the skateboard can hold drugs in his backpack.

"was this day productive?"

Jungkook redressed himself and put himself in a good position , he held his bag and got out the bills with the money and the rest of the coke which wasn't sold, then he took Yoongi's wine glass and took a sip.."well.. there is only that bastard who refuse to pay , well this is the rest, he said he will pay next time , doubled of course.."

Namjoon was looking so confused, how could the younger in the crowed sell more than the elders, but guess you need to love what you too to succeed 'right?'