Suga knew the moment Jungkook brought you home from your job that something was different. His sharp eyes saw the way his maknae looked at you, the way his body language spoke novels about what had changed between you two. The Boss rolled his tongue in his mouth and flicked a glance down at you from the second floor balcony of the Manor as you walked in the door. Your shoulders were hunched, and you seemed uneasy, a little wary around his assassin. A corner of his lip rose in a little smirk.
Good. If she was acting that way, it meant she felt guilty. Which meant that she's still mine. And if you were still his, there were no issues whatsoever. Yoongi rested his chin in his hand, arching his eyebrow down the driveway as Jungkook glanced up and waved, motioning he wanted to talk. The Boss smiled a gummy smile down at his assassin.
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He should probably make the kid sweat a little bit, unnerve him, remind him of his place. The mafioso blew out a breath, running a hand through his hair. He'd had it colored while he had been out; it was now a vibrant mint blue-green. I hate this shit sometimes, but it's gotta be done.
If he let Jungkook fuck around with his Kitten without public repercussion, he was letting any Dom out there with a halfway good nose for a sub know that they could have her. Which is most certainly not the case.
Suga turned sharply on his heel and went inside, padding through his room and down to the Manor's foyer. He licked his lower lip as he saw you enter the doors; even ridden with guilt, you were radiant. He smiled and strode over to you, wrapping a hand around the base of your throat and kissing you deeply, in full view of Jungkook and whoever the fuck else was around to see.
When you staggered against his chest and let out a needy little whine, the Boss grabbed a fistful of your hair and jerked your head back, making your legs forget how to work. You threaded your arms around his lean waist to hold yourself up, head swimming with this very-public display from Yoongi. Usually he was much more...private.
He knows. It was obvious. That's why the big show. Despite knowing that, however, and despite the silent presence of Jungkook off to the side, you still couldn't help but react to the Boss' touch. His composure and calm confidence lapped against you as he kissed you, tongue sliding against yours as you groaned, eyes tightly shut. Yoongi broke the kiss and released you, holding onto your wrist to make sure you could stand before letting go and turning to face Jungkook, hands on his hips.
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