Jungkook lifted his eyes to see the man from before. His coat neatly on his ripped figure, hands in his pockets
Looking and observing his every move
The man, or V, didn't speak for a few seconds until the guard left the room,closing the door behind
Jungkook didnt break the eyes contact, daring 'V' to do something.
Challenging him.
Jungkook had no idea where this bravery was coming. It was as if he just came from listening to a thousand motivational videos.
Whatever it was, this adrenaline rush is probably going to kill him in the near future. Period.
V came forward and circled jungkook's small figure as if a predator cornering his pray..
His face emotionless and stoick
Most mafia bosses would be smirking right no-shut up!
He mentally scolded himself, his face going through a frown and confused and a pout.
" Where's my hyung ?" Jungkook broke the silence as he was done with the awkward atmosphere.
" Not dead yet " V replied, going back to the huge oakwood table infront of jungkook
He leaned against the table and clicked his tongue, still staring at jungkook with the same cat like glance
Jungkook huffed. He was definitely not happy with the short answer
" What do you want ?" He tried again
" Randa knows what I want " the man replied again, clenching his jaw
Jungkook gulped. If this was not a position where he could possibly be decapitated in a second, he would definitely drool and fanboy over V.
" Why do you keep on saying Randa?? His name is Namjoon. Pretty sure hyung didn't change his name " the younger boy asked
V didn't reply, his face morphing onto another emotion jungkook couldn't pinpoint
After a minute of contemplating ,he walked past the younger and opened the door where a few burly men were standing
Jugnkook couldn't make out the words due to V murmuring the order in his deep baritone but whatever it was, he finished it in a quick second.
V came back to his previous position and closed his eyes, seemingly considering jungkook to be non threatening
Jungkook scoffed at that. He could definitely judo flip a man, thank you very much !
5 minutes passed when the doors behind jungkook opened with a sound
as he was about to turn around to see, a dirty pile of clothes were thrown on the floor next to jungkook
" What-?" Just as he was about to question
The pile of clothes began to slowly move revealing a dirty mop of hair....
The colour of namjoon's hair..
"HYUNG!!"
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Romance21-year-old Jungkook, a full-time barista did not for once think the callous, cold-blooded mafia boss would specifically spare him from the massacre in Seoul - "I've never had a moment's doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dea...
