"𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝"
"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙"
Kim Seokjin, the youngest supreme court justice in South Korea. He was the man who had everything anyone would ever want, money...
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"Julian, are you receiving?"
The moment had shattered. Jin's face almost instantly faltered as he quickly let go of the girl in front of him and backed away. His eyes uneasily roamed in every direction except Namjoon's, due to realising that he showed emotions for the first time in his life...
Namjoon cursed under his breath; he was mere seconds away from teleporting to Yoongi's location and ripping the human's heart out without any regret. But he couldn't; he knew that! So as he gritted his teeth, he looked away, shutting his eyes as he breathed in a large amount of air to even barely calm his volcanic fury that was about to erupt any moment. Just when he was getting some progress with the heartless human!!
Jin abruptly cleared his throat as he turned around to reply to his fellow teammate. "Julian recieving."
"Have the targets been taken care of?"
"Yes."
"Great, could you come to the study for a second?" Yoongi asked in a noticibly nervous manner.
"Is there a problem?"
"No, just come here, alone." The conversation ended instantly with a quick ok from Jin's side.
"Alright," Jin replied monotonely, not reflecting his scepticism over how the older man was acting.
He pursed his lips before turning around and once again bringing his eyes to stare at Namjoon, suppressing his will to dig a hole and bury himself alive in it. "Uh, can you take care of the mess or do you need help?"
'Being nice, huh?', thought Namjoon as he let out a quite 'it's fine'.
The next thing he knew, footsteps walked away before a soft click bounced around the room. Namjoon let out a loud sigh before an immediate frustrated scream, which was suppressed by the soundproof walls.
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Like an emotionless robot, Seokjin soundly walked down towards the study with an absolute stoic expression on his face. He had already compartmentalised anything that happened in that room in the deepest and most secluded bin inside his head. It's like the saying. 'What happened in the room stays in the room.' It doesn't matter if it was just a smile that he showed. We all know how big of a deal that is and right now Seokjin is pretending that didn't happen. What a fucking bastard!.
