Stuck With You [Taekook ff]

50 | You've Always Wanted to See the Mediterranean

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"Hello, Joon—did you find out anything?" Taehyung and Jungkook had made it to the outside of the wedding chapel. Tae was desperate to hear what news Joon had. He put him on speaker phone so that Jungkook could hear what was being said.

"Yes. The lawyer in New York must've been poisoned with the drug GHB."

"GHB?" Jungkook hadn't heard of the drug before.

Joon explained. "Gamma Hydroxybutyrate better known as GHB or the Forget Pill must've been slipped in his drink. It was a large quantity dosage he was given. Yoongi called and got the file on his death from the NYPD. Gerard Benson's cause of death is severe respiratory depression. The drug causes this in most people who over use it. But there was no mention in his file that the drug was in his system. I smell a cover up or a faulty autopsy."

"Wow...." Jungkook thought out loud. "I bet that's what we were given the night we got married." He used finger quotations for "we got married."

"And I assume that they were trying to dope you up again." Joon posited. "Something has changed. It seems like ever since Jungkook showed up at that house that blew up, his handlers have elevated their work to include physical harm instead of just tailing you."

Taehyung's mind was going a mile a minute. "The only thing I can think of is maybe someone knew that the cash would be in the cellar or basement? And whoever has been trailing him is out to get the bag that he got from the safe before the blast?"

"Could be," Joon agreed. "Jungkook, I suggest you change the look of your bags. I know it sounds silly, but it may make them believe that you've stashed the others along with their contents. I suggest while you are being surveilled, take both the black bags to a bank and open an account. Purchase a safety deposit box for the bags. If the handlers follow you there, you will be worth more alive than dead. They won't hurt you. If they are after those bags then they will know they need you to get to them."

"That's brilliant, Joon," Taehyung offered. "I will call you back with any other developments." The call ended.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook who seemed a little fidgety and really afraid. Taehyung grabbed one of his hands and without saying a word, they entered the wedding chapel, armed with questions they had formulated days ago.

There was a bell on the door and it rang, signaling to the staff that the two had walked in. Though this was the location of their nuptials, neither Taehyung or Jungkook felt anything familiar about their surroundings. There was a vintage marquee on the wall that advertised "Walk-ins Welcome" and "No Appointment Necessary." The walls were adorned with velvet drapes and silk flowers, and a modest altar stood at the front of the room.

A young blonde gentleman came from the back of the curtain behind the desk and welcomed his guests.

"Hello, what can I get for you?" He asked with a smile. His name tag read "Logan Bleu." The name sounded made up. It was the type of name that male strippers or OnlyFans models used.

Taehyung spoke up so that he could steer the conversation. "Hi. My husband and I got married here a few weeks ago—"

"—Wow! Well, congratulations!" The young man interrupted.

"Yes, thank you, Logan. We of course were slightly drunk that night and wanted to know if you had video coverage of our being here. We wanted to go back down memory lane of that night. You know, for nostalgic purposes." Taehyung's sharp almond eyes settled on a camera in the corner of the room. He signaled with his tilted head that he knew very well that the ceremony was taped.