Little Kitten (jikook)

Business

Jungkook and V were in the meeting room, together with Namjoon. They were talking about what to do with the intruders. "We should just blow up the building…!" V wanted to do it the easy way.
"We can't pull shit like this in that part of the City. They calculated pretty well….they're such a pain in the ass." Namjoon sighed. V had found out that the intruders were once part of a gang they had banished a few years ago. "The only problem we have is that we would need an alibi." V said. The next moment his face lit up. "We can ask Seokjin-hyung." He proposed.
Namjoon looked irritated. "Seokjin-who?"

"The owner of the Café opposite from those bastards." Namjoon nodded.
"It might seem like a good idea, but we would have to reveal who we are. It's a risk." Jungkook looked at V. The latter sinking further in his chair. "Yeah, you're right."
"Honestly why should he help us, there's no reason for it. Not everyone wants to make business with gangs. And I'd rather say he looks like the type to stay away from people like us." Jungkook sighed. They thought about it for quite a while now.
"But maybe…" The moment V opened his mouth to say something, the door flew wide open. J-Hope and Suga were stepping into the room.

They both were partners. Just like Jungkook and V. And at the same time more, they were lovers. It might not look like it, but they were completing each other perfect.
J-Hope, Hoseok, was taller than Suga, about the same height as V. He had brown hair, a longer face, nice heart-shaped lips and a smile that was competing against the sun.
Suga, Yoongi, was nearly always grumpy. He was the skinniest of them all, the palest too. His hair bleached, shining nearly white, his dark tiny eyes contrasting against. He had beautiful lips, his upper lip slightly bigger than the other. He liked to swear and you better not mess with him, he was ruthless und merciless. He wasn't the strongest of them all, but surely one of the fastest.

"Boys, the rats are trying to contact us, shall I let them?" J-Hope was holding up a phone looking at Namjoon, waiting for an answer. "Let them." Namjoon winked. J-Hope placed the phone on the table, activating it's speaker.
A crackling sound could be heard, the next moment Namjoon heard voices.
"So you wanted to speak to us? You sure got some nerves!"
Laughter.
"Maybe…" There was silence at the other end.
"We wanted to make a deal with you, you know. We don't want to retreat from here. You know, the neighborhood is really nice. The business is running well. And I'm quite sure it wouldn't really bother you leaving this part to us. It can't be that important, since you needed quite a long time to notice our presence anyway."

Namjoon chuckled. "No way. I would be out of my mind, if I would retreat that easily."

"I'm quite sure you'll give in…" They heard some shuffling.
"Jungkookie-ah, you're listening, are you?" Jungkook gritted his teeth, how dare he call him like that.
"Sure, Hyung…" Two could play the game he thought. But Jungkook wasn't sure why the other man made sure he was there, listening. He suddenly had a bad feeling.
They could hear faint whispers. Jungkook wondered with whom he was talking. Probably just the other rats of his gang. He was back on the phone.
"You know why this neighborhood is just on point? When we opened the Café, I never would have imagined that I would have the pleasure to meet someone so cute and adorable. You sure do know him too. His name is Jimin!"

Jimin? Shit, Jungkook had been too carefree around the younger one. He felt anger rising, just thinking that they might go after him…he just hoped the younger one was safe.
"Who do you mean. I don't know any Jimin." He hoped pretending that he don't know who the boy was, would make Jimin safer.
"Ahahaha..who are you trying to fool, huh?" The man said in a teasing tone. "Don't fucking lie, I know that you know him, we have seen you talking to him, laughing with him."

Jungkook had feared so. "Even if so, it doesn't matter at the moment." Jungkook tried to stay calm, but the bad feeling grew stronger.
"Oh, it DOES matter at the moment. If you don't want him to get hurt you better give in and leave us be…"