HATE TO LOVE YOU || TAEKOOK || JIKOOK || MAFIA AU

[𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓬𝔂]⁸

*Knock knock*

Jungkook was in his office room located inside the mansion, engrossed in his laptop when a soft, almost cautious knock interrupted his concentration, And he granted permission without glancing at the individual.

"Yes?" Jungkook asked typing on his key pad, all engrossed in his work.

"Can we talk for a moment-" The sweet, tender voice of a certain individual was enough to break Jungkook's focus, causing him to snap his head in their direction, momentarily abandoning his work.

Well there stood Jimin at the door, clad in his frosty blue oversized sweater and trousers, an ethereal contrast against his porcelain skin and ebony locks. Jungkook felt a surge of breathlessness, a familiar sensation whenever he laid eyes upon the younger, his very presence was stealing Jungkook's ability to draw air.

And how those plush, rosy lips, so tantalizingly full and glossy, seemed to awaken a longing deep within Jungkook, exciting unholy, dark desires he struggled to contain inside.

Fuck

"Mr.jeon?" Jungkook was obviously lost in his beauty again and jimin had to call his name to bring him back to earth-

"Yeah what do you want to talk about?" Jungkook replied sitting up properly settling his elbows on the desk in front , masking the fact that he had just been momentarily lost in Jimin's captivating presence.

The stripper hesitantly stepped forward, casting a cautious glance around the spacious workspace. Even in the daylight, Jungkook's office seemed to mirror both his attire and the intensity in his eyes, Yet the black-themed décor bestowed upon the room an almost royal elegance.

"How can I help you?" Jungkook's voice regained its usual smugness as he pushed his laptop aside, leaning forward with a teasingly handsome smile that never failed to stir a sense of unease in Jimin's chest.

Jimin observed Jungkook's subtle hand gesture, silently instructing him to take a seat. With a steadying breath, he approached the chair and sat down.

"I want that work you were talking about, Mr.jeon-" Jimin murmured, his gaze fixed on his lap as he fumbled with his fingers nervously and Jungkook nodded thoughtfully in response.

"In short, you need money?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow, to which Jimin looked up and nodded slowly in affirmation.

"I want to continue my degree," Jimin admitted, not concealing the true reason for which he needed money.

"That's something positive-" Jungkook grinned as he was impressed at younger's decision.

Life is surely unfair, but everything will be alright in the end, don't loose hope chimmy.

Jimin's heart swelled remembering the words and he nodded at Jungkook without letting the mere smile get to him, it was just a giddy feeling inside and not the tug of lips upward.

"How much's your fees?"

"Uh its 2000$ per semester, in Incheon national university, I can provide you with my documents but---"

"It's okay just relax, you don't need to-" Mafia boss cutted him off as jimin was about to explain in case if jungkook didn't trust him.