In the afternoon, Jungkook was doing sparring with Mr Min while Jimin was having tea with Mrs Min in the lawn where she asked about his family background and stuff. He answered politely and didn't let her go further into the details.
"Here let me put them in the dish." Jimin said, taking the cup from her hands. He sighed and walked towards the house where he suddenly bumped into someone, the mugs fell off his hands.
"Oh no.. I'm sorry I didn't notice you sir." Jimin apologised, he hurriedly bent down to pick the pieces.
"Stop," Yoongi said, holding his hands. "Don't touch it."
Jimin looked up to him with wide eyes, cheeks turning red. He saw Yoongi going inside and coming back with a sweeper and dustpan. They steal glances from each other while he helps him take the pieces.
"Yeobo Do you see what I see??" Mrs Min nudges his husband.
"Yeah I see what you see." He replied.
"And what I see is Yoongi Hyung and Jiminie have the same height." Jungkook cuts in.
Yoongi and Jimin flinched when they heard the coughing sounds from them. They stood up with a flustered face.
"B-be car-careful while walking." Yoongi shuttered at Jimin and rushed towards his car.
"Hyung where are you going?" Jungkook asked, making him halt on his way.
"To the city," Yoongi answered. "Why?"
"Wait, I am also coming with you." Jungkook said running inside to get his wallet.
Jimin stared at Yoongi and an idea popped into his head. He found an opportunity to meet V and also spent some time together with Yoongi, he went near him.
"Sir, can I also join you guys? I wanted to do shop around the mall."
"Hyung"
"Huh"
"Call me Hyung"
"O-okay... Hyung" Jimin blushed, a warmth spread inside his chest. "Can I?"
"Hmmm" Yoongi nodded, smiling a little as he opened the door for him. Jimin went inside with a shy smile.
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V was sitting inside a big conference room with his legs crossed over the table, beside him Hobi who was looking over some files. There were a few ministers and commissioners present at the table who had a frightened look on their faces, as if they got caught in something.
"So you lied when you said those drugs were worth two hundred million dollars." Hobi raised his brow looking at a particular minister who was shaking from fear.
"I– I swear I was.. I was about to tell you."
"When?"
"I—-" the man ran out of answers, the sweat in his face started dripping like a pressure cooker. "I-I w-was busy in the elections, it just washed out of my mind. Please forgive me."
"For the past two years?" He chuckled. "Guess what your mind sure needs to be washed out with my gun."
Hobi moved to the next file and read the documents, as a consigliere mafia he looks after the deals and transportation while V handles the rest of how that happens.
"Seven fifty million dollars profit, you five distributed. Cool." Hobi phewed.
"Spare me chief it was.. it was Han who planned all these to deceive you from the dealers by showing the fake contracts while we_"
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PERMISSION TO LOVE | Taekook
FanfictionBeing the strongest and loyal Hitman of Gang Leader Namjoon, Taehyung turned himself into a marionette whose strings were controlled in the fingers of his boss. The strings of emotions, sentiments, quirks and perception. He stood as firm and emotion...