Dialing Danger...( KIM TAEHYUNG FF)

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Soobin trembled, his eyes fixed on V, who sat on the couch, shrouded in smoke. V's gaze was piercing, and Soobin's voice trembled as he tried to explain.

V: (exhaling smoke) Where were you going without telling me, little boy? And why are you here?

Soobin: S-sir, I-I brought the file about tomorrow's meeting...

V raised an eyebrow, his deep, husky voice dripping with skepticism.

V: (eyes narrowing) Don't play dumb. I heard something else, about a girl. Do you think I'm deaf?

Soobin's Adam's apple bobbed as he gulped, caught in his own lie. He knew better than to mention the girl, aware of V's reckless nature, far more volatile than Taehyung's.

V's gaze intensified, his eyes burning with an unnerving intensity.

V: (menacingly calm) Tell me, Soobin... What's going on?

Soobin's heart racing, he struggled to concoct a convincing explanation, knowing he was trapped.

Soobin: Sir, actually, someone prank-called you a few days back.

V: On me?

Soobin: I mean Taehyung, sir.

V: (smirking) Interesting... Why did you stop,tell me the whole thing, I want to know, because it's related to me.

As Soobin began to explain, V listened intently, his smirk making Soobin increasingly uneasy.

Soobin: That's it, sir. Taehyung sir wanted to know who pranked him, so he told me to collect information about this girl.

V: Put the file on my bed and leave.

Soobin placed the file on the bed and quickly walked away....

...

V sauntered towards his bed, exhaling cigarette smoke. He opened the file, and his gaze snapped to a girl's photograph.

His eyes lingered on her picture until they settled on her pink lips. A sly smile spread across his face.

V: What a beauty, hmm.

V read the file, devouring every detail about her. After finishing, he pulled out his phone and accessed the recorded calls.

He selected the conversation between Taehyung and the girl, listening intently. A low chuckle rumbled in his throat.

Upon finishing the recording, V's gaze returned to the photo, his smirk deepening.

V: Don't know innocent-looking girls can talk so wildly.

His eyes gleamed with intrigue, hinting at ulterior motives.