Sugar Rush

36

The next morning, Seokjin woke naked except for his boxers. He looked around and saw Namjoon's room for the first time. He hadn't given much attention to it last night as he was... busy. The room was minimally decorated. The bed he was sitting on was in the centre of the room, a study table on the right and a cupboard on the left. He felt weird sitting in the tiny room. Though he had spent his early childhood in a small house, he had forgotten what it felt like to live in small spaces. The mansion he lived in while he was training, was huge and so was his room. And when he bought the penthouse, he made sure that the rooms were the same size as his mansion's room. The study was cluttered with various books, a laptop and papers, some neatly kept and others crumbled. There was a window right in front of Namjoon's study table and a few plants near the window. He chuckled when he saw the plants were labelled with names on them. "How is he a baby out of the bed but turns a beast in it?" He shook his head and opened a door assuming it must be a bathroom.

When he entered the bathroom, Namjoon was in it, already showered. A towel hung on his lower hip and another around his shoulder. Seokjin could see the scratch marks from his nails on his shoulder and back and a few hickeys hear and there that he must have left last night.

Namjoon smiled at Seokjin, "Good morning, hyung."

The smile being contagious, Seokjin smiled and nodded, "'morning."

Namjoon walked by Seokjin and turned back before leaving the bathroom, "I'll place some clothes for you on the bed. Take a shower, you'll feel better."

After a refreshing shower, Seokjin went to the living room, wearing Namjoon's t-shirt and sweats. The t-shirt was way too big for him, displaying one of the scars from the past and many marks that Namjoon had left last night. He had come way too far to care about what people thought about the scars on his body. And the confidence that Namjoon gave him just added to that. Two boys were sitting at the dining table with their breakfasts. As soon as Jimin saw him, he got and bowed, "Daepyo-nim."

Seokjin shook his head, "Hyung is fine. No need to be formal with me." He sat on the table beside a bunny looking guy. Jungkook, he remembered from Hoseok's stories.

Namjoon came out with a dish and a cup of coffee, "Here is your breakfast, hyung."

Seokjin was impressed and looked at Namjoon, "Did you make it?"

Jungkook snickered, "He is not allowed in the kitchen without supervision. The cooking is usually done by Jimin-shi and Tae hyungie."

Namjoon rolled his eyes, "The details weren't needed." He sat beside Seokjin with his breakfast. "Oh, I forgot to introduce you guys. He is-"

"Jungkook." Seokjin smiled, "I know. I heard a lot from Yoongi and Hoseok about you guys." He pointed at Jimin, "Yoongi had shown me a photo of him before they went on the first date." He looked at Jungkook, "And Hoseok always talks about bunny looking, tattooed baby. Figured as soon as I entered the room."

"And what does he say about me?"

Seokjin looked back and chuckled. Yup, both of them were babies. "He says Taehyungie is a sweet magical boxy smiled fairy."

Taehyung chuckled, "You just made it up, didn't you?"

Seokjin shrugged, "You can ask him. But don't tell him I told you this." Taehyung shyly looked at Jungkook and then went to the kitchen with a pink hue on his cheeks. Seokjin turned to Namjoon, "I need to go home and freshen up. See you at the office."

Namjoon's eyes went wide, "Office? Why?"

Seokjin chuckled, "What do you mean why? You are an office intern under Hoseok. You have to come to the office three days a week."

Namjoon was still confused, "Wait, I thought that was a cover-up for you helping me."

Seokjin closed his eyes, "Ah... right. I forgot." He opened his eyes and looked at Namjoon, "After Hoseok saved you from the precinct, some people were snooping through the company records for the truth. So I had to add you as an intern officially under the company. I can't pay you officially though. Because you are not eligible for that."

Namjoon blinked twice, "So I will have to come thrice a week to the company?"

Seokjin shook his head, "Of course not. You can come if you want but it's not compulsory. I am asking you to come today because Hoseok is still on leave."

Namjoon nodded, "Yeah, I'll be there."

~

Seokjin's phone rang when he was discussing something with Yoongi and Namjoon. He looked at the screen and sighed. "Yes, abeoji."

Heard the information on gold was wrong. There is more gold in the land?

Seokjin got up from the couch and went to the window behind his desk, "Yes, abeoji. The amount of gold is way more than we anticipated."

When will this chaos end? In our time we could just kill the mayor and elect a new one.

Seokjin licked his lips, "We can't do that now, abeoji. The media nowadays is hungry to make anyone fall from their position. The mission will end in two weeks."

Mr Kim hummed. One week.

Seokjin was confused, "I am sorry. I didn't understand what you were trying to say."

I am giving you one week. End everything within that time limit or I'll have to do something on my own. And I know you don't like to clean after me.

Seokjin sighed internally, "Okay, abeoji." He cut the call and immediately called someone else. "Abeoji has found out about the gold."

How the fuck does he know about everything?

Seokjin sighed, "I don't know. But that is not important. He has given me one week to end all this."

Your old man has finally gone mad.

Seokjin clicked his tongue, "Watch your language."

Whatever. I will talk to hi- wait is that... There was a gasp on the other side, I found the mayor. I'll call you back.

"Hello!" Seokjin groaned, "Aish, this little shit!"