Kim Seokjin. Head of one of the scariest mafia groups in Seoul. Also the best, getting rid of the evil. Every small mafia group and gang fears him.
Jung Hoseok. An infamous assassin who is good at his job. During the day, he's an ordinary dance tea...
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"Shit. You've got to be kidding me." He speeds his bike up, seeing a car following him. He's pretty sure that was Jimin. It makes sense why the younger went up to them today after practice. He lets out a sigh, turning a corner. He slows down, going down an alley way. He stops, hiding his bike behind a dumpster and hides himself. He slows his breathing, watching the car drive pass him.
He waits for a little longer, making sure the coast is clear before he gets back on the bike. He heads back to his apartment and puts his bike away. He makes his way up to the floor he lives on and pulls his mask off. "That was too close."
He goes to the bathroom to remove his contacts and puts them away. He turns around to turn the shower on when his phone starts going off. It's his boss. He answers, confused to why his boss is calling so late.
"I have a mission for you. I need you to stake out a hideout. But, don't just straight away. Look around the place and see what people go in and out of the building. Keep it low profile. Also, Seokjin might be sending people to do the same so be careful. I'll send you the information."
He sighs, listening to everything being said. This will be a drawn out mission. He already knows he won't be doing anything else and just focusing on this mission. "Got it, boss. I'll start on it tomorrow night." His boss tells him a few more things before they hang up. He finally strips his clothes off and takes a shower.
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"Did you find him?" The mafia leader asks, eyeing the two.
Jimin shakes his head, a sigh leaving his lips. "I'm sure he will be involved with finding out about this new group though. We will have a chance to find him."
Seokjin nods, dismissing the two of them. He slides his phone out, eyeing the number from Hoseok. He smiles softly, thinking about messaging the younger about a small outing together. He doesn't get time on his very often, busy focusing on the evil in Seoul. He finally braves up the courage to message the dancer.
Seokjin
Hi. This Seokjin. The one you met back at the dance studio and you gave me your number. Would you be interested in going out to eat with me tomorrow at 7pm?
Sent at 10:30 pm
He doesn't even know if the younger is awake. Or what he is doing. He frowns. He will feel bad if he woke him up although it wasn't super late. He puts his phone away and goes back to working on finding new clues for the new group.
Mark didn't give him a lot of information to go from. Namjoon just happened to find more on the group.
The Crimson Mafia. Origin: Daegu, 2018
The group has not been around as long as Jin's group. Looks like they recently moved to Seoul as well. He chuckles to himself, flipping through more papers to find out more information about the group. There's not a whole lot left, his eyes narrowing on the mark they each have. He hums, sliding the papers into a folder and stands up.
He looks at the time, seeing it's already passed midnight. He didn't realize how far he went down the rabbit hole. He pulls his phone out to see a text message. He smiles, seeing Hoseok's name.
Hoseok
That sounds good to me. Just send the location and I'll meet you there.
Sent 11:00 pm.
Seokjin sends the location and tells him goodnight.
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Hoseok is up early the next day, unfortunately. He rubs his face, trying to get the sleep go away. He lets out a groan, pulling himself up and makes his bed. Once he's done, he starts getting ready. He decides if he should dress up for the outing or just pack some clothes to change into after dance class. He has three classes to teach today.
He rubs the back of his neck, going to grab his notebook that he usually keeps a schedule of what he plans to go over each day with each class. He feels his body relax when he sees today is just an easy day. The groups will just go over what they need help with. Thankfully, that doesn't require a whole lot of help from him. He picks out a white button up and a pair of jeans for the day. As he changes, his mind goes back to last night and what he found out.
Jimin works for Seokjin. He works for Bangtan. He releases a breath, buttoning his shirt up and tucking it into his jeans. Why didn't he know this? Why didn't-
No. Jimin would not have told him. He doesn't even know that he's J-Hope. So why would the younger mention about himself being a mafia member. Plus, Jimin doesn't know about Hoseok's past, about who he really is. He finishes getting ready, grabbing his car keys and walking out the door with his things. He will just focus on today for now.
- Hours pass and now he's standing in front of the small cafe that Seokjin sent him the directions to. He composes himself before walking in. He sees the older sitting at a table, raven hair pushed back and his forehead visible. He is busy typing something on his phone.
He walks over, sitting down across from him. Seokjin looks up, a smile forming on his lips. "You made it."
Hoseok chuckles softly, "Of course. I won't back out on a promise."
The two order some food then spend the next hour talking to one another. Jin finds himself amazed by the younger, by his personality and looks. Hoseok finds himself starting to fall for someone he shouldn't. He sighs internally, fondly looking at the elder as he talks about his life and job.
He shouldn't be feeling like this. Especially on their first 'date.'
