Erroneous [Vminkook]

22: Dirty Agent

A bad man can only be caught if he's not a little good boy in the eyes of the innocent. The second that little angel boy shows the demon that lies underneath his demise, it's a done deal. Trust is gone, and they'll be wanted with their heads sliced off to the rim.

Kim Namjoon is particularly the man that knows how to play the game outstandingly well, managing to fool just anyone for fifteen years while living a double life as a drug lord and a CIA field agent.

He's no fool, he knows who to deal when it involves to his business and knows how to keep this secret life hidden. So of course someone with that intelligent mind would work hand in hand with someone who just knows how to hide perfectly well.

And Karma just so happens to be his money maker.

The fake dyed black haired man approaches the casual looking home in the suburbs for his usual visits, but coming more for a purpose than just buying the man's addicting drugs. His dear cousin accompanies him, ready to either demand for answers or demand for cooperation.

And KS knows how to do both rather too well.

As Karma rises his hand and knocks on the familiar ivory colored door, he could instantly hear the light footsteps approaching it eagerly from the other side. Luckily for them they didn't stay in that hindered silence for too long.

Until the door swings open.

The man with the tousled chocolate brown hair and smooth golden skin stands on the other side, wearing a baby blue apron under his business formal clothes with a wide smile on his beautiful dimpled face.

"Oh hi! So good to see you two!" He gleams and opens the door wider, sending a one eye over the neighborhood for any snitching neighbors, "Please come in! You must be hungry, I've made cookies!"

Karma forms an equally strained smile on his maskless face and steps inside with Seokjin - who gives the other a nod as he closes the door behind them. Karma walks casually inside the modern looking living room, hearing Namjoon humming lightly before standing before them.

"Do you want anything? Water? Coffee?"

Karma chuckles softly, "Oh you're so kind. Umm, I would care for some apple juice, if you have any? You my dear cousin?"

Seokjin glances at his cousin and smiles forcefully, "I'm good thank you."

Namjoon takes in Karma's need and giggles softly, "Alright, coming right up!" And he walks quickly to the side of a large portrait and presses on a button. The windows of the house instantly seals metal shut, and all the cameras inside shuts down to a constantly loop instead of its recording.

Apple juice, code for conceal.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

Karma's smile drops to a sadistic smirk as he sits on the couch and leans back, "Our daily neighborhood angel just became the drug lord, I still want my apple juice."

He rakes his eyes over the way Namjoon tears off his apron and throws it recklessly on the chair and rolls his sleeve up, revealing a mural of tattoos.

"Fuck off," Namjoon scoffs and pulls out his cigarette and shoves it to his mouth, "What can I do for you? I thought you already got your kilos for the next three months a month ago."

Karma chuckles drily and swings an ankle to his knee, "Oh no don't worry about that. I actually want to discuss other matters."

Namjoon takes out his cigarette and exhales the poisonous smoke from his lips, "I'm listening."

Then Seokjin sits up with elbows to his parted knees, "Do you just so happen to know a little demon by the name of Jeon Yeosang?"

Namjoon didn't move at first, only remained leaned against the wall, holding onto his perplexed face, "Yes I do."

Karma grins widely and sits up as well, "So you know Jeon Jungkook, hm?"

Now the agent pushes himself off the wall and sits on the chair across from him, "I do. Known him for years actually. He was my partner when I was in the FBI headquarters, he was just a newbie."

"And the boy, you've been taking care of him like a babysitter?"

"I did Jungkook a favor, and kept him hidden."

Karma furrows his eyebrows, "Aren't you betraying him by telling me this?"

Namjoon chuckles softly and shakes his head, "Can't betray someone when I'm not on the job anymore. The kid is gone. I don't know where the fuck he went, but he's bright, he'll find his way around."

Then it's pointless pursuing him.

So be it.

The younger man hums, leaning back with pursued lips, "I see...... Now onto different matters, have you done what I asked? Kept an eye on Min Yoongi?"

"Of course, have a little rat watching him at all times," Namjoon says while inhaling his cigarette, "He is a little obsessed with Jungkook, better keep an eye on him before he starts to slip."

Now this got Karma a little tense to the doubtful words, and he grits his teeth, "What do you mean slip up?"

Namjoon snaps his eyes towards him, "You know what I mean," he huffs and rolls his shoulders, "I hope you have a plan, I know Yoongi definitely does."

Karma grimaces back and stands up, "Oh trust me I do. Remember that little whore I came asking about?"

Even though Namjoon didn't show it, his whole heart dropped and his blood began to freeze at the mere mention of him. When Karma came last time, it was to ask the cop what he knows about Jimin. Namjoon instantly brushed it aside and said he didn't know anything.

Even though history speaks more for itself.

"Ah yes, JM?" Namjoon asks while inhaling his cigarette, "Found your birdy?"

"When do I ever fail?" Karma chuckles and stands up, "Perhaps I'll share him with you one day, if you continue to be good for me."

Karma wanted to see a reaction.

If Namjoon was hiding about Yeosang and Jungkook's relationship underneath his sleeve, who knows what else he's not saying.

But of course, Namjoon is a professional.

He knows how to hide.

Namjoon makeshifts a forced smile and stands up as well, rubbing the cigarette on the ash tray, "Looking forward to it. I'll report back to you if I hear anything else."

"Make sure the CIA doesn't catch you so easily, Joon, work wisely," Karma ventures casually and walks towards the door with his cousin by his side.

Namjoon pushes down his sleeves and forces his formal smile, "Don't let them catch you without the mask, will make those two pretty boys fall for you."

The mafia leader winks as Namjoon disactivates the sealed windows and door, opening the front door for the two, "It was so nice to see you again! Hope you come again soon."

Karma only pats his cheek and walks through, while Seokjin only gives him a nod and walks after his cousin. The two males walk down the pebbles pathway of the house, approaching their silver Porsche. The second they got inside, Karma turns to his cousin.

"Do you believe him?"

Karma sighs as he stares at the house, "If there's anything that Kim Namjoon is, a liar to my face he isn't one of them. He's loyal to a certain point, the rest he's just a vague fog, especially since I feed him bones like a desperate puppy dog."

Seokjin hums in return and starts the car, "So what's your plan?"

Karma stares at Namjoon's house a while longer, and then finally barks a chuckle, "My plan is to enjoy the music of the disasters that's going to happen, especially when Jimin finds out who he's seducing."

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A/N:
Well we got to meet Namjoon's character!!

Thoughts on him?

He will appear here and there but definitely was important for everyone to know what his role in the story is!

Trust me, will be very important :)

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