Give It To Me || m.yg x k.nj

Smooth

The building was huge, bustling with men and women in formal attire carrying suitcases. This guy must be rich if he's got a job here... too many people that could witness if I kill him here though.. Yoongi speculated.

Namjoon looked around like a kid in a candy store. Then, the familiar feeling in his stomach rose up to his throat; when he realized he'd be witnessing another murder. 

He'd killed before for money, and every time he felt guilty. He didn't even know the person, or why they'd been sentenced to be killed, but he took their life anyway. There was just something about seeing the life drain from the persons' eyes, maybe seeing the pool of blood swirl around the wound, or even looking at his own shaky hand; knowing what he just did. 

What was even worse, was the realization that he had to clean the mess; to avoid being caught. Having to torch the body, mop the blood, and never, EVER, leaving any traces of his presence at the scene. Then he would leave the premises and look at how everyone was just carrying on with their lives, and knowing he, too, would have to carry on.

Yoongi was never phased when he killed. That's part of the reason people praised him so much; he was merciless and never appeared to be affected. He cleaned up without thinking, he disposed of the body without sparing a second glance, and left the scene, not feeling a thing. Like Namjoon, he didn't know anything about the person (most times), but he knew it was for a good reason. When someone called in Yoongi to do the job, they wanted it done quick and easy... or they wanted it to hurt like hell.

"We're gonna have to get him out of here somehow..." Yoongi muttered to himself. 

Namjoon gulped when Yoongi walked up to the front desk, asking for a man called "Hyuk-jae."

"C'mon, we're going  upstairs."

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The pair pushed through the business people to the elevator. When they stepped in, Yoongi noticed the younger start fidgeting like crazy. It was actually adorable.

"What's wrong Joon? You said you've killed before so what's the problem?" 

"Uhhh well I always feel guilty... like what did they do to deserve to be killed??" 

"One, you're adorable when your flustered. And two, when people call me to kill someone, it's never for no reason..."

Fun game for myself to read through: Comment here why you think Hyuk-jae is about to be killed (like why he was picked) ------>

Namjoon got even more nervous at Yoongi's comment, and started blushing profusely. Then he pondered the other thing he'd said. I mean, I guess he has a point. 

The elevator dinged, signaling that they had made it to the 8th floor. Namjoon let out a big sigh as they left the elevator. 

Without knocking, Yoongi pushed open one of the office doors suddenly; though he turned around to make sure the younger was following him.

"H-hello?" A deep, but shaky voice called out.

"Hyuk-jae, right?" 

"Who's asking...?"

"I'm AgustD, famous rapper."

"I've heard of you... Why are you here in MY office?"

"Well, I've heard that you're a big help to this company. And a pretty cute gay model; even cuter in person."

Namjoon gulped. Was this a part of the plan?? He didn't know why, but he hated seeing Yoongi flirt with that guy. Maybe it was the fact that he was going to see that man die at the fault of Yoongi... or, most likely, it was that he didn't want to share him. But he's not mine to share... He just hated Yoongi showing affection to another man. He can't mean it though, I mean, he's about to kill this guy. I hope he doesn't keep this up for too long...