Detective Suga

D Min Enterprise - 1

Suga rolls over in his bed again, trying to go to sleep. He needs a proper amount of sleep for his big mission that starts tomorrow.

Talking a look at the clock flashing 12:30, he groans as he flings his pillow onto his face. I'm not going to have any energy tomorrow to go back to that shitty place, he thinks. What if people recognize me?

The mint-haired man sighs. Just stop thinking and go to sleep. He pulls the covers up over his head, sandwiching his head between the pillow and the blanket. So soft, he thinks, eyes closing. I really am in love with my bed. I'm gonna get a bunch of rooms so I can have a bed in each room so I can sleep on it. Best thing is that beds can't get mad that I'm cheating on them with another bed. I should actually get a couch that is actually a recliner. I should shop on...

His mind goes blank, and he falls into a deep sleep, dreaming about sleep itself.

———

"Beep, beep, beep," the alarm blares, earning a groan from Yoongi. He rubs his eyes, then squints at the clock. "Five more minutes, and then I'll just wing my appearance."

He slumps back under the covers and closes his eyes.

"Beep, beep, beep," the alarm shrieks.

"Oh fucking fine, I'm up now," he whines, and sat up on his bed. He stretches his legs and arms out and yawns, looking very similar to a cat that just woke up from a long nap.

He trudges into the bathroom and gets ready. After washing his face, he neatly combs his hair. The makeup brushes that laid in a bag were taken out, and he applied them to his face. Expertly, he sharpens his eyes and made his nose and lips look thinner, and made his complexion two shades darker. Satisfied with his little disguise as of now, he fixes some glasses on his nose and heads out of the bathroom.

A white dress shirt along with black slacks are on him in no time. He carefully ties black tie, and inserts a belt around his loop holder. Running his hand through his hair, he glances in the mirror. Ew, this reminds me of Yoongi's time, he thought, but a mission has to be completed no matter what. I just don't know how I'm gonna solve this one.

The mint-haired man sighs, and picks up a bag and heads to the company he was once CEO of: D Min Enterprise.

———

The bitter taste of black coffee on his tongue was all he tries to concentrate on as he opens the car door. He hasn't drunk coffee in a while, but the nerves that this place brought was hitting him with a full force of anxiety. 

I don't want to be here, I don't want to see anyone. They're all people who forced away my interests so that they can get what they want. I hate them all. With these thoughts running through his mind, he takes a deep breath and opens the door.

The intimidating eyes of security guards all turn and land on him, but relax once they realize that he's wearing formal wear. No wonder I got 'killed,' the security is so bad. He fiddles with his tie and approaches a woman sitting at the front desk who didn't seem to work here when he was 'alive.'

Eyeing her name tag, he clears his throat. "Hi, Miss Kim Jisoo."

The woman looks up at the mention of her name and a kind smile spreads across her lips. "Hello sir, how may I help you?"

Yoongi gives her a lipped-smile, hiding his nervousness. "I have a job interview today. May you please direct the way to that room?"

Jisoo glances at him, and takes his facial features in for a second. She looks away and focuses on her computer in front of her. Her fingers produce sounds as she types a few things into her computer, and then she turns back to Yoongi. "I believe your name is Min Suga?"

"Yes, ma'am," he chuckles nervously, scared that she would know that he was Min Yoongi.

Instead, she just smiles sadly. "The previous CEO of this company had a same last name as you. It's a very popular name. Unfortunately, he was killed and thrown out of his room." She shivers. "Poor boy. I wonder how much pain he must've gone through to get to that point, just for him to killed."

Yoongi grimaces. "He really must've felt a lot of pain indeed." He starts to move away from the desk.

"Your interview is on Level 50, Room 10B."

"Thank you for the help Miss, I'll get going now," he waves.

Jisoo smiles. "Oh, you're too kind," she laughs. "I hope you get the job, sir. We need more good-natured people like you." 

The mint haired man frowns at that, but doesn't comment. "See you soon, hopefully!" he laughs, and runs to the elevator. He presses the button and the elevator doors slide open, and he steps in immediately. After hitting some buttons, he waits for it to go up.

He shivers recalling the conversation between him and Jisoo. What did she mean by 'needing more good-natured people like you?' How bad has this company become since I 'died?'

The elevator doors clang open, and he steps out onto the floor. 

It was silent, all doors shut. Dread fills him as he looks at the familiar big office at the end of the hallway, and he gulps. He walks in that direction, wanting to run the other way, but he has to remember: he has a job to do, and this will be temporary.

The shiny gold letters reading 10B are in front of him. His hands are shaking, not because he'll mess because he knew how to get the job since he was CEO himself, but because of what Jisoo said. How do these people act?

Placing an trembling hand on the doorknob, he twists it and opens the door.

A man with orange hair, probably younger than him stares at him with a cold gaze as Suga stands there.

"Min Suga?"

Suga nods. 

He sighs and pinches the tip of his nose, already annoyed with the min-haired man's presence. "Come in and close that door behind you. My name is Park Jimin and I am the secretary. I will be interviewing you today."

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a/n: unedited, sorry for mistakes.