Jimin took hold of Yoongi's shivering hand "Is there some where we can go until everything dies down?" Min questioned "Neither one of us can go back to our apartments" Jimin replied nervously. Yoongi nodded, when in trouble he knew the violet haired man would offer him refuge "We can hide out at Namjoon's workshop until we can come up with a plan."
Jimin complied and the two were off in minutes.
On the way to Namjoons' work area Jimin informed Hobi about the situation. To say the least the redhead was livid "I'm making sure everyone there is loosing their jobs!" he huffed on the other line. With all the commotion Jimin had forgotten to inform Hobi about the anonymous caller. "Where are you two heading now?" Hobi asked as Min's car came to a complete stop outside the apartment complex "We're safe right now, so I'll give you the address." Jimin stated.
"You stay put, I will have five undercover agents sitting outside the place in seconds. As soon as they arrive you follow them, they will escort you and Mr. Min to a safe location."
Yoongi frantically knocked on Namjoons door. In seconds a head peered from behind the wooden frame. To his surprise it wasn't the violet haired gentleman instead it was the bunny toothed teenager . Min blinked blankly "Jungkook?" Min questioned as the two were lead inside.
"Hyung are you ok?!" Jungkook threw his arms over the others shoulders and Min removed himself from from the fleshy restraints. Namjoon stormed into the living room "Min, Jimin you guys are in deep shit" he stated coldly.
Min was about to speak but Namjoon halted his speech with a raise of his hand "Before you ask, I knew about this operation before either one of you did, I also knew Zico assigned Min the drop. What I didn't know was that you were going to be caught and have Zico's entire drug stash confiscated by the police." the elder scolded.
"I don't need your shit Namjoon, we just need a place to hide before we're escorted out of here" he barked.
"You really fucked up big time Min Yoongi"
"Shut up Grape head" Min replied
"I will do no such thing...chicken legs" Namjoon remarked.
The two stood face to face to one another, eyes glaring and fists clenched.
"Pencil dick" Yoongi said and Namjoon narrowed his eyes
"Short shit!"
"ENOUGH!" Jimin wedged himself between the two fuming males, using his smaller body to drive them apart.
"We don't have fucking time for this we---" he paused as he noticed Jungkook's peculiar staring. The bunny toothed teen had his eyes wide open and jaw hanging from its hinges. The youth pointed a quivering finger towards Jimin.
"Short...Shit"
He repeated and Yoongi raised his brow at his brother "What the fuck are you babbling about Jungkook?"
"H...Hyung.....I've meet Jimin hyung before! Jimin was the one that tripped me that day I was taken to the police station. I tried running but he tripped me so....so I spit in his face and called him short shit" he muttered, his eyes never leaving the other.
Yoongi was confused but Jimin knew exactly where his assumptions were leading to. The room grew silent.
"Jimin... he's a police officer....HE WAS WORKING WITH THE POLICE!!!"
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Delivery Boy (YOONMIN)
FanfictionAU were Jimin is an undercover FBI agent. His partner in crime and love is Lee Taemin. The two are investigating the most notorious Crime Lords in all of South Korea. With the help of a infamous criminal, who goes by the name of Min, the trio team...
