35; Secrets and Serenity

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Yoongi steps out of his sleek black car, the cool evening air wrapping around him like a cloak as he makes his way towards the dimly lit alley. His footsteps echo softly against the pavement, a rhythmic beat in the otherwise silent night.

He pauses at the entrance of a nondescript building, its facade shrouded in shadows and checks his watch. The meeting is scheduled for 8 p.m. sharp, and Yoongi prides himself on his punctuality.

Taking a deep breath, he pushes open the heavy door and steps into the dimly lit interior. The air is thick with the scent of cigarette smoke and stale liquor, a familiar atmosphere that sends a shiver down Yoongi's spine.

He nods to the bouncer stationed by the entrance, a silent acknowledgement of their unspoken agreement, before making his way towards the back of the room where a secluded booth awaits.

As he settles into the plush leather seat, Yoongi's gaze sweeps over the dimly lit surroundings, searching for any sign of his contact. But the booth remains empty, save for a flickering candle casting dancing shadows on the walls.

Minutes pass like hours, each second stretching into eternity as Yoongi waits in tense anticipation. He checks his phone for any messages, but the screen remains stubbornly blank, devoid of any new notifications.

Just as he begins to wonder if his contact has stood him up, a figure emerges from the shadows, gliding towards the booth with an air of quiet confidence. Yoongi's breath catches in his throat as he catches a glimpse of familiar features obscured by the darkness.

"Yoongi hyung," the figure says, their voice a low whisper that sends a shiver down Yoongi's spine. "I'm glad you could make it."

Yoongi's breath catches in his throat as he tries to place the voice, to make sense of the familiarity that tugs at the edges of his memory. But before he can respond, the figure steps forward into the light, revealing their face for the first time.

For a moment, Yoongi's mind reels with disbelief, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggles to comprehend what he's seeing.

"You're Jimin's friend," Yoongi breathes out with a frown when he finally remembers that face. "Why do want to meet me here? On top of that, in secrets?"

The figure offers a cryptic smile, their expression unreadable in the dim light of the booth. "I have information that may interest you," they reply, their voice low and smooth. "Information about a mutual acquaintance."

"The one that you said you have something important to tell me?" Yoongi's curiosity piqued, he leans forward, his gaze fixed on the mysterious figure before him. "But how can I trust you? No offense but given my detective nature, it's easy for me to be suspicious of people, especially the one who demands to meet in secret," he prompts, his voice barely above a whisper.

The figure smiles, a sly curve of the lips that sends a chill down Yoongi's spine. "Trust is a funny thing, hyung," they say, their voice a soft purr that sends a shiver down Yoongi's spine. "But rest assured, you can trust me."

"Assure me more. The fact that you asked me to keep this meeting secret from Jungkook doesn't sit right with me," Yoongi calmly says. "If you said that you have something to tell me about the shadow, why would you want me to keep this secret from Jungkook? For sure you know how Jungkook and I have been going crazy investigating the shadow."

The figure hesitates for a moment, their eyes scanning the room as if searching for eavesdroppers before leaning in closer. "I've been... keeping tabs on someone," they say, their voice barely audible over the din of the bar.

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