His Buried Past| Taekook

Chapter 32

"Did Baekhyun say anything else?" Jungkook looks up from the paperwork to frown at Namjoon.

The elder shakes his head, "No, he said he had some information and would be visiting to go over it in person."

The younger rolls his eyes, not looking forward to the other boss's visit. He may be working with V's brother in order to keep his lover safe, but he'd be lying if he said he fully trusted the other. He was also still resentful towards Baekhyun due to his actions years ago.

"Alright. Let me know once he arrives."

The older man nods, before clearing his throat and grinning, a teasing glint to his eye, "So, how are things with V?"

The ravenette freezes, a replay of the night before flashing through his mind. The younger man's moans and breathless pleas, his smooth skin glowing with a fine sheen of sweat...

Namjoon's laughter snaps him out of his daydream, making him realize he'd been staring into space, his body tightening. Scowling at the older, he wonders what Jin would do if he punched his boyfriend. 'Not worth the lecture.'

After getting a hold of himself, the other man shakes his head, his wide smile showcasing his dimples, "Things are going that well, I take it?"

Jungkook rolls his eyes and grumbles, "Just get out of here hyung, I've got work to do."

The older muffles another chuckle before heading for the door, only to be greeted with a certain mint-haired assassin. Jungkook sees the cold expression on the shorter man's face and his brows draw together in a confused frown,"Suga, is there something you needed?"

As the younger nods to Namjoon that he can leave, he turns back to the dangerous older man approaching his desk. "Yeah, there is," he sounds bored, his voice flat.

The young leader's brow ruffles as he gives a questioning look at the older. "What's that?"

A sudden blow to the side of his face sends him falling from his chair. The punch had caught him totally unawares, and he reels as he registers Suga's expression. The assassin usually looks cold and unaffected, but the threat in his eyes right now is clear. "What I need, is for you to treat V like he's a fvcking piece of priceless glass. And if you do anything to ever hurt him or make him cry again, I will fvcking end you. Got it?"

Jungkook pushes himself to his feet, his jaw clenched in anger. "I was already going to treat him like that. No one knows better than me how precious V is."

The mint-haired older gives a curt nod, his glare icy, "You better."

The sound of a knock interrupts the two's stand-off, followed by the office door opening. A cautious Namjoon is standing in the doorway, and behind him are Baekhyun and Chanyeol, their expressions serious. "Boss," Joon's voice is calm, although his eyes don't miss the red and swelling on the younger's face, "Your guests are here."

Time skip

"So your source was able to track down the hitman, but not who paid him to do it in the first place?" Jungkook shoots a frustrated glare as he flips through the dossier the other leader brought, sneering at the photo of the blonde man.

Jackson Wang.

Baekhyun shakes his head, "Not so far. He's trying to track the payments made into the bastard's account, but hasn't managed it yet. The only reason he was able to track down this guy at all was that he slipped up and bragged how he was...looking forward to meeting V again."

The younger froze, his muscles tensing, "Again? Does that mean he was the one who attacked Taehyung before?"

Chanyeol speaks up, placing his hand on his husband's knee and squeezing gently for reassurance, his voice solemn, "Our source believes so. He's pretty trusted by most of the mercenaries underground, and apparently this sonofab¡tch was gloating about some of the things he did to V in the past, and claimed he was going to make sure he finished the job this time."