Being a hitman was never hard, especially for Yoongi. He took some pride in his work, though, he couldn't let it get to him for his job required no emotions. Surprisingly, being emotionless wasn't much of a struggle.. until, he stepped in.
#49 - Hit...
Great show tonight <3 I wasn't expecting to see so many of you, thanks for coming
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Min_D • 5 mins ago A to the G to the U to the sexual transmitted disease, please help me I AM aTTACKED
Yuu_rii • 3 mins ago promise to come see youuu at your next concert ~
Leggo_the_eggo • 7 mins ago I was there at his concert.. HE'S SUCH A SMALL BUT INTERESTING HOOMAN
PM_theAugstDM • 9 mins ago I am a d d i c c t e d
yoongi stared at the supportive comments, occasionally refreshing the page only to see a surprising appearance of more comments and replies. his eyes went half-lid, a bit confused and unamused by the public. he just couldn't understand why people would take time to comment on things like this, he never really saw himself as that good of a rapper.
jungkook was currently out getting something to eat for all of them since it was a way to celebrate the overall success of yoongi's first performance. so, now it was just him and hoseok.
the pale man wondered if this was actually the right chance for him to strike. he was alone with him, but jungkook would return back in less than an hour.
no, this wasn't the right time.
most people would have instantly taken the chance to kill the target, however, being a hitman means you actually have to think things through, forcefully pose yourself and/or unhesitantly get innocent people involved ⎯ it truly was a ruthless job. yoongi took time to enjoy the silence, falling back onto the floor and letting his heavy eyelids drag themselves shut.
the peaceful electronic humming being played from his computer helped giving him a sense of relaxation. well, almost.
"yoongi hyung!"
holding back a light groan, the older man popped themselves back open only to reveal a happy hoseok sitting on his knees.
"hey, hoseok.", he greets slowly.
"i saw some of your concert dispatch photos online! you did amazing! i never knew you could rap so fast.", the younger male compliments, his eyes still sparkling with interest.
yoongi closed his eyes again, allowing his body to close himself off from his target. a small pout formed on hoseok's lips, poking his pale forehead.
"hyung, don't ignore me~ i only complimented you!"
a soft 'mm' hummed from the deep end of yoongi's throat, not fully responding to him, however, hearing that noise made hoseok smile. although it was only three days since he met him, he instantly took notice of the stress and pressure that was bothering him. he knew that somehow yoongi didn't want to be in this position yet he silently took pride in his voice in rapping.
seeing his hyung relaxed made him relieved.
"i'll leave you be, yoongi hyung."
the elder's ears perked when hearing the sound of shuffling until it slowly faded out. with a light breath flowing out of his body, he finally fell back into slumber.
hoseok padded back into his room, sitting himself in front of kook's laptop before pulling out his phone to see if jungkook was going to text him ⎯ he usually does at this time. his eyes flickered as the screen lit up his features, staring at the words before him.
Password? [ ]
"what did jungkook say the password was..?", he murmurs to himself, looking down in his lap. "oh, yeah!"
Password? [ *************** ]
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...Please Wait..
the screen went dark for a moment before showing him a home screen, with icons with files and documents.
"time to get to work."
yo, it's the author. if you wanna know what jeongguk's password was it's:
