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Taehyung

"Where are we going?" Namjoon hesitated to ask, but curiosity won out.

He watched as Yoongi tossed a simple shirt and jeans to him that the dom had grabbed from his closet, since all of Namjoon's clothes were mostly just mini skirts and lingerie.

If he was getting proper clothing, it meant they were going out.

"I'm going see Seokjin." Yoongi said, looking away as Namjoon pulled on the clothes. "See how much he knows about what his brother has been up to."

They headed out to the car and climbed in, with Namjoon especially being excited at the fact he wasn't being locked in the trunk this time. At least Yoongi was true to his word about pausing the bet whenever a new lead came in.

The dom was refusing to look at him, and Namjoon knew Yoongi was out of domspace for this meeting. He wondered what would happen if he forced Yoongi to look at him while in this state. Would he drop? And if he did, would it be immediate? 

He could end this whole bet and win it in just a few moments... all he had to do was grab Yoongi's jaw and turn his head and look into his eyes-

His fingers twitched from where his hand rested on his thigh, and he curled them into a fist and squeezed it between his thighs.

No... he couldn't do that. It would be cheating. And the whole point of this new bet was to see if he could win by earning it.

He looked out the window as they drove.

"Should we call Sai?"

"He's babysat us long enough lately. He's got his own job and responsibilities to work on, he doesn't need us calling him over every little thing." Yoongi replied.

Namjoon watched the houses whip past the window, then realized they had missed the turn that led to Seokjin's house.

"Uh, Yoongi, you went past it."

"We're not going to his place first. I'm dropping you off somewhere else." The doms eyes were narrowed as he floored the car down the road.

"You said we were going to talk to Seokjin and find out what he knows." Namjoon didn't know what Yoongi was doing.

"I said I'm going to do that." Yoongi reminded him.

"You're going to talk to Taehyung."

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Namjoon was dropped off in front of the prison, with Yoongi calling out "I'll be back in an hour to pick you up.", before he drove off.

Namjoon watched him go, before quickly heading inside. The jail wasn't that busy at this later hour, so Namjoon hurried up to the front desk in the waiting area.

Would Taehyung even want to see him? If he was the one who started the rumor, he might just refuse to meet with Namjoon and deny everything, and Namjoon would have a hard time proving him wrong.

After signing in on the logbook, Namjoon was directed to sit and wait for the prisoner to be fetched, and he took a seat on a hard plastic chair. He looked around at the posters for a while, trying to amuse himself and pass time, but learning about the human trafficking statistics didn't help his mood improve.

"Mr. Kim?" An officer unlocked a metal gate and walked into the waiting room. 

Namjoon jumped up and hurried over. "Yes, that's me."

"He's ready to see you." The officer led him down a long, narrow hallway to the visiting room, which was currently empty. "You know, you're the first visitor he's had that wasn't his brother."