Imperium [BTS]

-Chapter Eight-

    "So, you already had something planned out eh?" Jungkook smirks at this comment, looking at the disheveled man in front of him. Here they were, in the basement of the best club in town known as MinII, named after it's owners. You could walk in and get a blowjob from a busty bimbo in a snap, for the place was crawling with desperate girls just waiting to be played. They were familiar with the owners and knew stuff that could get them into some deep shit if they let a word slip, so they're free to roam the building as if they themselves shared ownership.
    He had just told the other of his idea and had started drawing sketches on some messy papers in front of them, using an old board used for playing darts to write on. One had a layout of the building, marking all doors and exits. The next was a list, though truly it shared merely a small glance into the older's weapon supply. He glances at the younger, then circles a few ways they could get in. He adds a line leading there to the center with a down arrow next to it, meaning he thinks they could possibly attempt something there. He marks a few more spots before going back to his list, either crossing certain models out or circling what he thought was best for the job. With one last glance he notices the latter nods his head in approval. "Have them with you?"
    A black bag is tossed into his hands, and with a quick glance at it's contents he gets his answer. "Find a decent location to keep that, maybe on the roof. If they're gone when we get there you owe me a couple grand, that shit isn't cheap. I'll see you in two days." And with that he leaves, going up the steps and swinging open the door before abandoning it to close behind him. He's greeted with the obnoxious music he could hear faintly before along with tired security, who kept their heads down as they already expected the man to return to the room soon enough.
    Once again the very familiar scent of cheap booze hits him, though he doesn't mind much. He's about to open an exit door into the alley before he hears a familiar voice call his name. Looking back, he's left confused at the sight he sees. "Hyung? What are you doing here? I thought you didn't work today." He asks, genuinely curious. A soft chuckle escapes the other's lips.
    "Just wanted to stop by and grab some drinks, you know me." He casually replies. He shrugs the sleeve of his jacket up in attempt to fix it back on to his shoulder. The younger admires his clothes for a moment, then thinking of where he got such a beautiful jacket, before he remembers that he had stole it from him months ago. 'That's why it looks so familiar...' He thought.
   "Look, I need to get going. It was nice seeing you." The other makes a gesture with his hands as if shooing him out. He turns back to the door, though before he walks out he suddenly remembers something. "Almost forgot, your package came earlier." He pulls a bag filled with a powdery white substance out of his hoodie's pocket and throws it to his hyung, the older catching it while mumbling a small 'Thanks'. His hand finally meets the cold metal of the door, a dark brick wall greeting him as he steps outside. 'Soon.'