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Jimin was on his phone when Taehyung burst through his office door with a furious look. He sat watching some stand-up comedy while Taehyung was at the verge of bursting.
He stood in front of Jimin, glaring at him with a furious look. "Alright. That's enough. I saw Jungkook leaving your office. Again." He planted one hand at his hip, the other furiously pinching the skin between his brows. "What are you two up to?" He pointed his index finger at Jimin. "Whatever it is, you better tell me right now! Are you trying to get rid of me? Seriously? You tell me to keep him away from everything and let him focus only on Ari, but here you are giving him something that even I can't know of." He fumed.
Jimin was barely fazed by his outburst, looking at him with that expression that reduced him to a kid throwing tantrums. He cocked a brow, tilting his head to the side with an amused lilt in his lips. "Is that all?"
"If you're doing this then it must be something absolutely important and I want in." Taehyung's chest heaved and he was determined. "He can't be the only one having all the fun. We're a team. How can you keep secrets from me? I'm your consigliere. I need to know even if you fart. If he gets in, then I get in."
Jimin threw his head back, letting out an amused laugh at that.
"For the love of gods, Jimin, cousin, this is killing me," Taehyung continued. "Don't think I don't know about his late night visits. You even let him drink and smoke, breaking every single rule we recently put in this mansion. I won't get answers from him. He won't tell me shit if he doesn't want to and he will happily take it to his grave rather than telling me. So you tell me. What is going on between you two? What am I missing here? What is the purpose of his late night visits to your office? What is he doing wrong that requires him to be punished almost every night? Don't think I don't notice anything just because I'm silent. He's always limping after these visits. What. The. Hell. Is. Going. On?"
Jimin blew out a breath. "Are you done?"
"No, but answer me first." He planted both hands on his hips, staring him down.
