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Yoongi is a ruthless Mafia who disguise himself as a college student in his college (his college means he's the fucking owner of the college) for an underground mission, where he meets a sw...
Lia sat in her dimly lit office, the scent of cigar smoke lingering in the air as she studied the documents spread across her desk. She had spent months collecting the information about the collaboration between Yoshinori Watanabe and the Yakuza, and now she had the perfect plan to exploit their bond by breaking their fragile alliance.
Her " Black Eagles " were strong, but the combined forces of Watanabe and the Yakuza were a formidable obstacle to becoming the most powerful mafia group. Lia knew that to take her organization to the top, she needed to turn her enemies against each other.
She picked up her phone and made a call to her most trusted informant, a man within Watanabe's inner circle who's her secret spy. "It's time," she said, her voice cold and calculated. "Send the message exactly as we discussed."
A few hours later, a carefully crafted letter was delivered to Yoongi, the most ruthless and heartless leader of Yoshinori Watanabe's group.
The letter, written in flawless Korean, detailed a supposed plot by the Yakuza to eliminate Yoongi and seize his territories. It was signed with the known Yakuza lieutenant, someone who had been involved in a violent clash with Watanabe's men years ago.
Lia leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smile curling her lips. She knew Yoongi's pride and anger would lead him to act rashly.
Meanwhile, she had arranged for another letter to reach the Yakuza boss, suggesting that Yoongi was planning a strike against them, citing fabricated evidence of secret meetings and arms deals.
MEAN WHILE WITH YOONGI AND JIMIN DURING ONE WEEK
The first day of Jimin's recovery was filled with tension that seemed to thicken the very air in the room.
Jin was bustling around, ensuring that Jimin had everything he needed-pillows adjusted just right, pain medication on schedule, and meals brought to him with meticulous care.
Yoongi, meanwhile, lingered in the background, watching with a blank expression that masked the hurt inside him.
Jimin's arm, wrapped in bandages, ached constantly.
Each throb was a reminder of the incident that had brought them to this point.
He glanced at Yoongi occasionally, his eyes filled with unspoken words, but neither man broke the silence that had settled between them like an unmovable wall.
On the second day, Jin tried to lighten the mood, cracking jokes and recounting funny stories and also telling Jimin about his past memories.
Jimin laughed, but it was a hollow sound, lacking the warmth it once had.
Yoongi remained silent, his hands busy with small tasks like folding towels, organizing supplies but his mind clearly elsewhere.
But there was Jin who was totally shocked by witnessing such a scene like this. Man he doesn't imagine in his dreams that the heartless mafia Yoongi can do something like this for someone.
The third day, Yoongi decided to take a more active role in Jimin's care, perhaps as a way to close the gap between them.
He helped Jin change Jimin's bandages, his touch gentle but his face still emotionless.
Jimin's jaw tightened, and he looked away, the proximity to Yoongi was almost unbearable for him.
By the fourth day, the strain was evident to Jin, who felt like a mediator in a silent war. (that's me 😂 in our trio)
He tried to both men lead into a conversation, asking Jimin about his favorite shows or Yoongi about new music projects, but his efforts were met with barely responses or tense silence.
The atmosphere was suffocating, filled with the weight of unresolved emotions.
On the fifth day, Yoongi found Jimin struggling to open a bottle of water with his right hand.
(I'm sorry I didn't remember in which hand he got injured so imagine he got injured in his left hand 😭)
Wordlessly, Yoongi took the bottle and opened it, handing it back to Jimin. Their fingers brushed, and for a moment, their eyes met. Their heartbeat is increasing rapidly.
The pain and hurt were evident in both their gazes, but neither spoke. The moment passed, and the silence resumed .
The sixth day Jin had to step out for a few hours, leaving Yoongi and Jimin alone with the maids.
Jimin needed help adjusting his sling, and Yoongi stepped in, his movements careful and deliberate. They were close, too close, and Jimin could feel Yoongi's breath on his neck. They both made eye contact which was showing they both are hurt to the core.
The tension was almost unbearable, but still, neither of them spoke.
By the seventh day, Jin was getting mad by seeing the situation of both the men.
He decided to confront them, urging them to talk, to clear the air.
"You can't go on like this," Jin said, his voice filled with concern. "You both need to talk. This silence is hurting you more than you realize."
Jimin and Yoongi glanced at each other but no one dared to say a word.
The week of recovery had healed Jimin's arm to some extent, but the emotional wounds between him and Yoongi remained raw and bleeding.
They nodded to Jin, acknowledging his words, but the silence held firm, leaving the resolution for another day.
And that day finally Jimin decided to move back to the dorm room he couldn't stay there anymore because of the building tension between them.
But in the entire week he really got closed with Jin but still he wanted to know the answer and he made up his mind that he will going to find out everything about Yoongi. He can't sit like a dumb anymore.
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