The first thing that hit him was the deep sound of the beats. They were like beating inside Taehyung’s body. Then, the sharp smell of vodka. It was mixing with the smell of sweat and feeling the air even heavier.
Taehyung approached to the bar table and sat on one of the high chairs. Seokjin – or Jin as how he wanted Taehyung to call him, seemed like he didn’t notice him. With a white towel on his right shoulder, he was busy with making one of his special receipts, bending on a bottle. His cocktails were city-wide famous. Pity, Taehyung would never drink on duty.
He remembered the eyes again. He was feeling distracted. It’s maybe because these damn blinding lights, he thought although he knew exactly why he was and avoiding looking at the reason’s side. C’mon Taehyung, you have another duties. Focus.
He’d observed him many times before, he’d even written a report about him. However, something about him attracting and Taehyung knew what this was too; it was the temptation of the unknown. He was feeling like he’s been seeing only the tip of the iceberg. It was calling him to discover and Taehyung was a pursuer.
As the Dj playing a new song – mint-haired boy was in his mood tonight – Taehyung directed his attention to the crowd, scanning and trying to catching movements. Everything seemed normal, crazy crowd was getting high with the music – even Taehyung couldn’t help tapping his fingertips by the rhythm, what was the song.. Cypher? - A girl with red lips and a tempting super-mini skirt caught his attention. She was talking to a Chinese man at his 30s.The girl leaned his purse, Taehyung saw a dragon tattoo on her inner arm, and opened it to stick out something. Taehyung paid attention – No, she was just giving a white paper, probably her phone number. Taehyung leaned back to his chair.
He suddenly felt eyes on him. The eyes he knew was colored obsidian without daylight. He turned his eyes to the V.I.P section. He was hard to miss out.
He was wearing black jeans, a black tee and a black blazer with sparkling embroideries covering his wide upright shoulders and revealing his large figure. A thin shining silver chain on his neck was completing this rich look with the most stunning thing on him : A neon green crown made of glass on his head. A reminder and remarker of his power. He spread his body comfortably on the couch he was sitting. He looked like he claimed to own not only the club but also the whole world. He seemed like drawing a bead on Taehyung but as soon as he catched Taehyung’s look, he spread his legs wider and curved one corner of his lips upward. As always.
Then Taehyung saw something on his chest. He first thought that it was one of this stupid club lights. But at the second, Taehyung recognized the thin red line.
He used it many times in the Academy too.
It was a laser pointer coming from a sniper’s gun.
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