It's been a week. Seungcheol paced back and forth in his office, his mind racing with thoughts and plans. He knew that Jeonghan was probably somewhere, laughing at them for being fooled.As the sun began to set, the mood in headquarters grew more tense and urgent. The members were working around the clock, trying to track down Jeonghan, but he was proving elusive as ever.
Seungcheol was feeling frustrated and agitated, his anger and irritation growing with every passing moment. He was angry at himself for being outplayed by Jeonghan, but also at Jeonghan for being so good at what he did.
Wonwoo entered the office, looking serious and a bit frazzled. "I've got some news," he said, his voice tense.
Seungcheol looked up, a flicker of hope crossing his face. "What is it?" he asked, his tone sharp and urgent.
Wonwoo said. "We can't find him. His location is untraceable." Seungcheol cursed under his breath, feeling a pang of frustration.
"Unbelievable," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "How the hell is he keeping his location hidden from us?"
Wonwoo shrugged, looking just as frustrated and bewildered as Seungcheol. "We've tried everything," he said. "Tracking his phone, tapping into security cameras, even asking informants. But he's completely off the grid."
Seungcheol's jaw tightened, his anger growing stronger. "He's always ten steps ahead of us," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "It's like he's taunting us, knowing that we can't catch him."
Seungcheol took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He knew that Wonwoo was right, but it was difficult to keep a level head when Jeonghan seemed insurmountably out of reach.
"You should go to the bar for a few drinks. Relax for some time." Wonwoo suggested, fixing his hair.
Seungcheol considered this for a moment, weighing the pros and cons. On the one hand, he could use a break from the relentless search for Jeonghan and the constant stress of being a gang leader. On the other hand, he couldn't afford to relax too much, as Jeonghan might take advantage of any lapse in attention.
After a moment of thought, he decided that a night out might be a good idea. It would give him a chance to clear his head and relax a bit, and he could always keep an eye out for any information on Jeonghan while he was out.
"Alright," he said to Wonwoo, making up his mind. "I'll go to a bar tonight. Maybe a drink or two will help take the edge off."
Wonwoo nodded, knowing that Seungcheol needed the break. "Good idea," he said. "Just don't let your guard down too much. You never know who you might encounter at a bar."
Seungcheol grunted in agreement, already knowing that he would have to be vigilant even when relaxing. "Don't worry," he said. "I can handle myself, even with a few drinks in me."
He got up from his desk and grabbed his coat. "I won't be gone for too long," he said to Wonwoo. "Let me know if there are any developments while I'm out."
Wonwoo nodded and watched as Seungcheol left the office, hoping that a night out might help him relax and come back with a clear mind.
Seungcheol stepped out of headquarters and made his way to a nearby bar. As he walked, he tried to push thoughts of Jeonghan and the diamond out of his mind, telling himself that he deserved a break after dealing with the thief for so long.
When he arrived at the bar, he found a spot at the counter and ordered a drink. As he sipped his drink, he took in his surroundings, scanning the other patrons and trying to keep an eye out for anything suspicious.
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Don't Blame Me || Jeongcheol
FanfictionJeonghan a professional thief and spy agent used to work at an underground company. Seungcheol, the mafia leader of Seventeen the most trusted and high class gang in the society. What will happen if the two cross paths? Mafia AU ___________________...