Strip

September 25th, 2:05 P.M.

A few days had passed since Yoongi and Namjoon had been released from the hospital, and now, finally, Seojoon had been cleared as well.

Namjoon's adoptive parents were already there, having immediately figuratively adopted the older brother as soon as they heard the news.

He chuckled, imagining Yoongi being pretend irritated at the way the Kim's would take over the parenting, before they started treating Yoongi like their third son as well.

"What are you laughing at, whore?" Yoongi yawned.

"Nothing." Namjoon hummed, rolling over to kiss the detective.

Yoongi kissed him back passionately, despite having just woken up.

They were both still naked from last nights bedroom activities, and they broke apart to shower and put some clothes on.

"You ready?" Yoongi called from the kitchen, spinning his car keys around his finger. "We gotta bring Seojoonie home."

"Go without me, I'll meet you there." Namjoon said, digging into one of the boxes of his stuff that Seokjin had brought over so many days ago. He slipped the small item into his pocket before heading down to the kitchen.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow at him. "You got a booty call or something, slut?"

Namjoon smiled, snaking a hand around the detective to grab his ass.

"And downgrade from this? You must be stupid." He kissed Yoongi again. "It's just a quick errand, and then I'll catch a ride to the hospital."

"Mm." Yoongi finally agreed, kissing him one last time. "Call me when you're on your way."

He headed towards the door, but then stopped. "Oh, I have to give you something."

Namjoon followed Yoongi to his office, wondering what it could be.

Yoongi opened his drawer and pulled out an envelope, handing it to the stripper. "Here."

Surprised, Namjoon opened it to see it was stuffed with cash and a check.

"The money you made those nights you danced when I had you under house arrest, the four dollars Dohyeun gave you, and the check that Changwoo wrote for me for solving the case." Yoongi explained. "Before we found out you're a millionaire, I was saving this up for you, so you could get back into school."

Namjoon was stunned into silence, staring at the money.

"It's kinda pointless now, since you could buy the whole university," Yoongi's cheeks were pink. "But-"

"Are you kidding me?" Namjoon exclaimed, throwing himself at the detective. "This is the sweetest gift anyone has ever given me!"

Yoongi grinned, wrapping his arms around the boy. "You're welcome, slut. You're rich now, so I better not see you on top of another stage again."

"I only dance for you." Namjoon pressed his thumb down on Yoongi's lower lip, opening the detective's mouth so he could push his tongue inside.

They kissed for a few moments, before finally pulling back.

"Good." Yoongi whispered, brushing the boys hair back to kiss his forehead. "I love you."

"Love you more, tsundere." Namjoon slapped the detective's ass as Yoongi turned to leave, smiling to himself.

He wasn't going back to Marvelle- too many bad memories there.

But there was another university close by with an excellent criminology course, and Namjoon was excited to start attending next fall.

-

Half an hour later, Namjoon walked along the shoreline of the Han river.

It was a cold September day, and no one else was stupid enough to take a stroll along the rivers edge.

But Namjoon wouldn't be here long.

He gazed at the swift current, his hands tucked into his pockets.

He and Seojoon had a lot to catch up on, and Namjoon was still trying to adjust to the fact that he had gone from a desperate, underage prostitute who would leap on a dirty penny he found on the sidewalk, to a millionaire who wouldn't even stop to pick up a dropped hundred dollar bill.

Despite their new riches, the boys wanted to stay at Yoongi's place instead of buying a new house.

Seojoon insisted that was his childhood home, and Namjoon was happy wherever they were, as long as he had his brother and his lover with him.

Feeling the small object in his pocket, Namjoon pulled it out.

Holding it up to the sunlight, Namjoon gazed at the small item he had stolen.

"Those are some damn impressive instincts you have, detective Min Yoongi." The boy mused, before winding up his arm and throwing the bottle of poison into the river.

"You had me pegged right from the very beginning."