Min Yoongi is a cold and rude person who is forced to marry Park Jimin, a strict and disciplined professor. Jimin wants to help Yoongi become a better person, but will their marriage really work?
"Yes, I'm mannerless. Want to teach me, Professor Pa...
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Yoongi pov
"He's in danger," I wiped the sweat off my forehead.
" Oh fuck!!" The curse automatically came from my mouth when i saw out of window. Marriage was in my house and it was planned quite private. Heck my whole house was filled with guest how I suppose to go out?
I rubbed my temple. Sweat was dropping from my forhead. "Damn!! What happened with Namjoon?" I couldn't even ask him.
'First priority is my friend marriage can happen later but if something happened to him I can't take risk.' I took my bike key. As I came out of room. I saw some guest, i gave them smile so now one can suspect me.
I came silently. Thank god no one noticed me. "Sorry mom.. I'll try to come back soon as possible" I was seeing my mother who was looking damn beautiful. I unknowingly smiled looking at her happiness.
"Fuck I have to go" i fastly came in parking and took my bike..
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Author pov
Namjoon had come to Gangnam Street for a important deal on behalf of his gang. He was tasked with negotiating the terms and ensuring the exchange went smoothly. Namjoon was mastermind of his gang so handling deal was his work. He must look Loverboy infront of world but he is the person who is enough capable to kill whole gang.
The neon lights reflected off his determined expression as he entered the dimly lit building where the meeting was set to take place. His expression were cold, the dimple boy whom jin and yoongi adore he was not even near to this Kim Namjoon, total different personality as it was his profession. The tension in the room could be see as he sat down at the table, ready to begin the talks.
As Namjoon laid out the terms of the deal, his voice was firm and cold. "We need the shipment by next week, no delays," he stated, his eyes locked on the other party. The atmosphere was tense, each word carrying weight in the high-stakes game of arms trading. His words held power which was enough to make them say yes.
After what seemed like hours of intense back-and-forth, an agreement was finally reached. Namjoon stood up, a sense of relief washing over him as he shook hands with the other party. The deal was done, and it was time to head back.
Namjoon came back from that place as he told all details to his gang. He was coming when he saw a familiar face. Thank god where namjoon was it was far from scary area but still what that person was doing here. Namjoon walked toward the person who was just about to sit inside his car.
"What are you doing here?" Namjoon asked, his voice held desperation as he noticed rose in others hand.
"I'm asking something jin" this time his voice held dominance which was enough to scare jin, who immediately looked down. Namjoon closed his eyes as he saw jin getting scared. He couldn't even think to reveal him as gang member infront of jin.
