kim taehyung, a world famous actor, is known for his great acting skills and beautiful face. during a shooting at jinhit entertainment, he's almost saved from being heavily injured. turns out, his manager was the mastermind. the manager is arrested...
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A few days later.
Ji Cheng sat up in his bed, unable to sleep. He looked over at Weng, who was fast asleep. He had watched Weng's arrest in the news on the prison T.V. He didn't know Taehyung had a brother. But it was fine. Cheng knew Weng hated Taehyung at one glance.
He couldn't believe his luck. God had Himself given him a way out. He had spent the past few days establishing a kind of trust between him and Weng. Cheng could use him to get out of here and get revenge on Taehyung.
Cheng had a plan all set. He just needed someone with money to execute it, and get himself out of here.
He took a plastic spoon and swiftly took out a piece of brick from the wall adjoining his bed. Cheng had carved out this small space to keep things hidden from the regular police cell sweeps.
He took out a cell phone. Okay, so let's get this started.
He quickly dialled a number.
"Hello?", William answered.
.........
Taehyung had released his new song today.
He had wanted to release it on Jungkook's coming birthday, but he had kept his fans waiting for so long. His song and he himself was trending #1 on social media.
Jungkook came running from his cabin to Taehyung's office. "Tae!" Taehyung smiled as he looked up from his work. "Oh my God! I-It's huge. It's a m-masterpiece", Jungkook stuttered. Taehyung laughed and stood up, hugging Jungkook, who was still surprised.
"It's not that good", Taehyung said shyly.
"Oh, come on! Have you listened to it?"
"Of course. It's my song"
"Then you know too it's awesome"
Taehyung chuckled. "I just wanted to hear it from you"
He kissed Jungkook, wrapping his arms around his waist. "I wanted you to listen to it first, but...I got arrested. I couldn't keep my fans waiting for so long" Jungkook smiled as he cupped Taehyung's face with his hands.
"This is okay, too. It doesn't matter"
"It does. I wrote this for you"
Jungkook smiled. "I know"
"How?"
"The lyrics relate so much...it's like our whole relationship is written down. It's...us"
Taehyung smiled so broadly, that Jungkook laughed, kissing him fiercely.
Just then, the door opened and Jimin entered. "Hey, guys! These are working hours. Cut out the kissing", he said. They laughed. Taehyung teased Jimin by kissing Jungkook's neck. Jimin just stared at them, making them laugh more.
"Anyways, I heard your new song! It's amazing!!", Jimin said, waving his hands around. "Really?", Taehyung smiled. "Yess! It topped all charts! The rest of our friends also heard it. But they're too busy right now. We'll be celebrating our victory at Sunshine's"
Jimin hugged Taehyung, ruffling his hair as they parted.
Imagine your face Say hello to me Then all the bad days They're nothing to me With you.
.........
"So, you wanna discuss the plan?", Cheng asked.
"We have a plan? Since when?", Weng said. Cheng got up and came to sit on Weng's bed. He told him a believable plan, that he had conjured up last night. Of course, he didn't tell him the actual, real plan.
"Oh. It's a good one", Weng said, believing it.
"I know. But I need to know, do we have your help?"
"Absolutely. I can transfer a million dollars right now. But you must promise that you'll get me out"
Cheng slapped him playfully on the back. "'Course, pal!"
"But how will we get out?"
"The friend I told you about will do the job"
"So we're going to escape?"
Cheng nodded.
Weng was lost in thought for a while. "...do you have your phone?", Cheng asked. "No, why? They took my belongings from me", Weng said. "To transfer the money. You told me your secretary snitched, so you got nobody else to manage your stuff. I guess you can just tell me your bank account and transfer now", Cheng shrugged.
Weng wanted to get out of here so badly, that he didn't even suspect Ji Cheng for a minute. He wanted to get back to his usual rich life. He hated the prison routine.
Cheng pulled out a blank, folded paper and pen from his pocket, handing it to Weng. Weng knew he should be alert. But he couldn't ignore the "fact" that he would be getting out soon.
"They gave me a notebook and pen to while away the time, a few months ago. I tore a blank paper. In case it's needed", Cheng said.
"Alright. Just don't take more than what we agreed on. I can sue you"
