"Hurry up, people, we have a Fashion Week in Milan to do! Wait! Wait, no, don't touch that!" Jackson panicked as one of his workers touched a costly fabric. "Joon, he's busy," Jin whispered to the blonde male as they were watching Jackson stress out with work. "Baby, I brought lunch!" Mark's cheerful voice echoed throughout the busy room. "Hey, baby, how was your doctor's appointment? I'm sorry I couldn't come. You can see that I'm swamped here." Jackson asked as he pulled Mark in an embrace and kissed his lips. "It's fine, baby. The doctor said my vital signs are good, and I'm doing well in my recovery." Mark said.
The Markson power couple was unaware that Namjoon and Seokjin were sitting down on a nearby couch just watching them. An employee worked towards the couple and pointed to Jin and Namjoon. "Oh Joon, sorry for not noticing you! I was really busy with work, and my lovely fiancé came to work and brought me lunch. I was so distracted!" Jackson said as he wrapped an arm around Mark's waist and walked towards the two.
"Mark, you're getting married?! Congratulations!" Jin stood up from his seat and pulled the younger male in a tight hug. "Jinnie hyung, you're hugging me too tight!" Mark whined, earning a laugh from Jackson. "By the way, hyung, this is Kim Seokjin." Namjoon smiled at his brother. "We've met already. Greetings to you once again, Seokjinnie." Jackson smiled at his brother's companion. "Likewise." Jin smiled at Jackson.
"So when are you getting married, Mark?" Jin asked. "I don't know. Jackson said that we needed to rush the wedding. He doesn't want his parents to meddle with our wedding. He told me that the Royal couple is going to plan something really extravagant for us." Mark chuckled as he looked at his engagement ring. "That's so pretty, Mark! I'm so envious! I hope I find a man who will cherish me for my whole life." Jin's eyes beamed. "Oh, aren't you and Namjoon hyung dating?" Mark wiggled his eyebrows as he teased me. I looked at Namjoon, who was busy talking to his older brother.
"No, we're not dating. We're just good friends." Jin felt his cheeks burning up as he answered Mark's question. "Yeah, whatever, Jin. I can totally smell the bullshit out of you. You're already caught in a lie, so don't you dare try to fool me." Mark warned in a low tone. "Jeez, don't scare me, Mark! Be thankful that you're going to get married soon. You'll also be an Emperor! Imagine all the clothes that he can design for you too!" Jin exclaimed. "My goodness, hyung! Marrying him does have its perks, but what if he leaves me or gets tired of me?" Mark thought. "Now, now Markie doesn't think about that! He loves you so much, you know?" Jin encouraged his friend and gave him a hug.
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After the short reunion with the Markson power couple, Namjoon and Seokjin were in Namjoon's car. They were driving alongside the roads of Seoul, quietly enjoying the calming pace of Namjoon's driving. "So, where are you taking me, Joonie?" Jin tried to hide the excited tone in his voice but failed to do so. "Since you're so excited, Jinnie hyung, I'll be treating you lunch first before we go to our said destination." Namjoon laughed at the older male's reaction when he heard the word lunch.
"Oh, Joonie, you really do know the way to my heart!" Jin said without noticing the effect it had on the younger. Namjoon, however, was a flustered mess as he tried his best to keep his eyes on the road. "Hyung, what do you want to eat?" Namjoon asked the raven-haired male as he regained his composure. "Well, I want to eat some sushi. I miss eating those." Jin said as he remembered the sushi he ate on Jimin's birthday. "I know a place that serves good sushi." Namjoon gave his dimpled smile as he drove carefully along the highway.
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The House of Cards [𝓝𝓐𝓜𝓙𝓘𝓝]
General FictionVietnamese Translation: @Lee_2407 Gambling. Money. Sex. Smoke. Those four words filled the air inside the House of Cards. The House of Cards is an exquisite club only for the finest gentlemen in Korea. Men are betting on their fortunes while some m...