perilous | jikook

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we are now living in a world where it is normal to see people committing crimes and other things that are against the law. when you go out the streets, it is possible to say that death is just right around the corner. killing people isn't unusual. smuggling drugs isn't unusual. illegal businesses are also spread across the globe.

you aren't aware of that? well then think again, you're now living in the 21st century — everything is just being ignored by the human race.

the dim lit area a few kilometers away from the city has been very familiar for these 6 men. it is an underground place that is only lit with two fluorescent lights and one desk lamp where their boss usually sits during weekends.

most of the things there aren't tidy. the cabinets and metal drawers are all black, covered in spider webs and dust. the only used furnitures are the tables and chairs. tables are used for playing poker and most importantly, for laying out the drugs they need to count.

hundreds of packs. worth millions of dollars.

seokjin lit up his cigarette, thick smoke escaped his mouth as soon as he exhaled — which made his friends smirk.

"not bad for a first timer," namjoon commented, passing taehyung a pack of cigarettes after he got himself a stick.

taehyung laughed at that. "well, seokjin hyung is just pretending that it's his first time. i always see him smoke after he goes out of the headquarters. maybe he's been taught by the one and only park jimin."

"fuck you," jimin spat, entering the secluded room with a bottle of vodka and packs of weed.

namjoon counted the packs. after being satisfied with the number, he put the cigar on the ashtray and intertwined his own hands. the four of them formed a circle around the table where namjoon was standing.

"listen," namjoon started. "clients are pulling out. foreign suppliers that are connected to us are also starting to pull out of our deals. if you want to stay alive then get your shits together, do you understand?"

obviously, all of them are drug dealers. well of course, min yoongi and jung hoseok are also included in this. both of them are not here since they were meeting up with a client to deliver smuggled drugs.

jimin clenched his jaw. he was bored as hell but he need to hear his hyung's words. all because he doesn't want to piss him off and it's for his sake also. namjoon was right, almost all of their clients are starting to pull out because of a new group of drug dealers.

"well, we can always make a move. make that group of new dealers say their last goodbyes," taehyung said after exhaling smoke.

namjoon shook his head. "it isn't that easy. they got a fucking security agency on their side and they are paying that with shit tons of dollars. a month. we're the one who will say our goodbyes if we'll sabotage that immediately. we need to plan," he said.

jimin stood away from the group, smoking weed and starting to get high. after that, he spoke, "i say we sabotage their deliveries and secretly kill those motherfuckers who snatched our clients!"

taehyung and seokjin laughed. jimin is the second to the youngest of their group. but that doesn't erase the fact that he's the sharpshooter when it comes to killing people when needed. he always work clean. no evidences that can trace him, which makes him the favorite of their boss.

"do not fucking kill anyone without my permission, park jimin." namjoon ordered with piercing look at the younger.

jimin still looked bored. he smoked the last one til his heart content and picked up his hoodie. "i'll be out for the night. let seokjin hyung do my job since he just fucked another girl at the club last night and i'm the one who gave the deliveries to the clients. all for him." he said before storming out.