𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱

ⓒⓗⓐⓟⓣⓔⓡ ⓕⓞⓤⓡⓣⓨⓝⓘⓝⓔ

Now here he was, staring lovingly at someone who had reawakened his torn up heart, who had shown him trust and attention he had long yearned for. As much as she was still very present in his mind, it was not in a way that would come in between him and Jimin. It was as a reassuring way that reminded him that he was indeed able to love again and that he was good enough to be loved back.

He smiled when Jimin walked to him and left a quick, soft kiss on his lips before leaving for the door.

"See you soon, baby," Yoongi said before Jimin closed the door behind him.

Seokjin closed the blinds of his office when the sunlight shone through, irritated at the bright light that threatened his tired eyes. Hasty fingers took note of his observations in his trusty, worn notebook as his other shook off the excess ash at the tip of his cigarette. He brought it to his bit up lips before letting it sit and burn in the ashtray. He traced arrows to words, linking events with names, making sense of the whole mess of an organization he was observing. The more he worked on it, the more it started to make sense. It was not that complicated, in the end, but the bit of information he had recently gotten made the whole scheme of things a little more complicated. The tougher part would be to figure out how to bring everything crumbling down. He needed a little more time, a little more information and observations, to be able to assess a concrete plan. He could not afford to take too long, however. He was an impatient man.

All he needed was a little opening, a little tear in their organisation where Seokjin could take advantage of. He needed someone on the inside. But who?

"Tick tock..." Seokjin whispered before taking another puff of the stub of his cigarette, wincing at the burning feeling on his lips.

It was a matter of time before he could figure it all out before he could finally bring down the man he had had in his sights for a while now. He had been too much of a nuisance to him and his business, and he needed to be stopped as soon as possible. It took all the strength he had in him not to act of pure madness and go out and confront him right now. He was so close... he could almost taste the victory already.

He sighed as he leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on his desk, running his hands through his messy hair, pushing it back off his forehead. He watched the clock on the wall, his gaze following its circular movement as it ticked and tocked repeatedly, echoing his own thoughts.

"Tick... Tock..."

Taehyung sat in the small office, glancing around the minimalist yet very luxurious furniture that stood among it. Simple, elegant furniture; fitting for the building he was in. He noticed pictures of the store's works hung up on the walls in white frames, showcasing their biggest and most impressive pieces. The man he was waiting for impatiently came back inside, slightly surprising him out of his focused stare around the room, holding the black leather box before placing it slowly on the glass table in front of Taehyung. He went around the desk and sat on the other side, in his white leather office chair, a beaming smile on his face. He seemed to barely be able to contain his excitement, shifting from side to side in the apparently very squeaky chair.

"It took us weeks to find it, but we finally did, and it's an incredible beauty," the sales rep said excitingly, eyes glued to the black box.

Taehyung put his fingers delicately on the box, eager to see the gift he had thought of for his love. It was a crazy idea, really, the piece he had had in mind, but he had quickly discovered that anything was possible with a lot of money. It had taken a good chunk out of his wallet, but nothing was too expensive when it came to Jungkook. He would have given the man all of his inheritance if it would have made him happy since money did not mean much to Taehyung anyways, but Jungkook had been clear he wanted none of it, just the bare minimum he would need to survive, as long as they were together. He had still given Jungkook everything and more, treating him to luxuries he never could afford and spoiling him relentlessly. His heart flared as he recalled their fondest memories, the mere sight of the box bringing them back up in his mind, and he cautiously opened it to unveil the only secret he had ever kept from Jungkook.