All for you | Vkook

Part 18

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The blonde made his way along with his men, with Jimin escorting them through the hallway.

His eyes focused on the mahogany double door at the end, heightened sense to see the guards lining up, despite being acquaintances with the Rose lover, Jimin, his forsaken enemy did not leave any chances to not doubt him, and neither Taehyung would take any chances as well.

Missing the weight of the gun in his waist holster, he tried to keep his mind from spiraling and focusing. Checking the time and for once, he just wanted to get done with what he has come for with severe months of consideration, and really get back to his baby without any dilly dallying.

Jimin went on to knock on the wooden surface, before turning down the door handle and parting it wider.

Seokjin and Namjoon exchanged a known glance, exhaling a soft breath as they looked at Taehyung, who looked over his shoulder and searched their eyes.

And the two elders knew the quiet ask for assurance in his eyes despite never saying a syllable.

All of them knew this was a significant moment, not for them but the very clan they were a part of.

The revolutionary agenda surfaced in the present Signora, with the carrying onward.

"V, whatever you choose.." Namjoon curtly said, "We'll follow.."

Taehyung's jaw lightly clenched in the seriousness in RM's voice and he knew that, the reason for his transition from nothing to an important figure for the men under his command, was... a series of several and many more formations.. not just in one night.

Him breaking down into something he can never go back, adapted too good to be right..

Seokjin held the suitcase firm in his hold, watching V nodding before he followed suit in Jimin's steps inside the room.

"Hope everything goes well,"

Namjoon heard the ravenette's voice, arching an eyebrow because the elder is never the one to hope.. demands fate to bend to his own hands.

Jin lightly rolled his eyes, "I meant for Taehyung.." before gesturing to get in the den as well.

"Look who's here.."

Jimin sauntered towards the head of the table with a small content smile, hand resting on the shoulder, and resting his hips against the swivel chair once his waist was wrapped by the hand of...

"Agust D.." V walked down the office room, it was only a handful of times they had come to meet face to face.

Which is why the air radiated of seriousness and subtle hint of caution despite both of their faces held a choreographed composure.

"V.." Yoongi's sharp feline eyes fell on the suited group of male, gaze zeroing down at the front face. Holding his lover's waist and pulling him to sit on his lap, while with another he burned the cinge of the cigarette.

A look of interest fanned over his face, sharply chiseled and a lock of hair framing his face. "Fancy seeing you... here," A tilted smirk, as he motioned his men to discard the burning stick. "Sit,"

Taehyung deadpanned eyes seemed to be on him without any blink, before he looked at Jimin cause he knows the personality of Suga and if anything he gets off he'll be out in a second from this threshold.