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It's only a few moments later that Namjoon approaches Jungkook, whom he had found sulking in the kitchen over a bowl of pork coup rice.

"Hey, Jungkook," he says, taking a seat beside the younger. He receives a mere glance in return. Namjoon sighs.

"Okay, yes, we've been kinda dicky for the past hour or so but hey, we're all friends here. Take a joke, my friend." Namjoon pats Jungkook on the back, leans over, and snatches a piece of pork from the younger's soup, quickly stuffing it into his mouth at the sound of Jungkook's protests.

"I know, hyung. It's just... I don't know. I was really hoping that Yoongi wouldn't be involved in... all of this." He waves around. "And now he tells me that he used to be Agust D? Agust D, hyung. The fucking mercenary that father's been chasing for years. Years! What am I supposed to do? I can't turn him in, he's my brother! And I was eve-" Namjoon cuts him off.

"Okay, Jungkook. First, I don't think you need to turn Yoongi in. In fact, I don't think you could. Remember who he used to be. He was Korea's finest, not one of, but the finest. He's evaded capture all these years and his kill rate is impeccable. Think, Jungkook, think. Maybe, just maybe, Yoongi would be a powerful asset for Buleugi. Hmm?" Jungkook ponders Namjoon's words for a moment.

"I suppose, hyung. But still..."

"But nothing, Jungkook. If you don't want to tell your father, that's alright. He'll find out eventually. It's up to you whether you want to tell him now or wait for him to find out."

Jungkook let's out a low sigh, resting his elbows on the counter, his head in his palms. He closes his eyes and Namjoon waits patiently beside him.

After a moment, Jungkook finally looks up with a large exasperated huff.

"Fine. Fine, I'll do it. Give me a few hours. You better be there when I tell him." Namjoon smiles.

"Of course."

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"Father?"

"Yes, Jungkook?"

"I was hoping to have a word?"

"Come in." Jungkook opens the door to his father's office, where the said elder sits at his desk, scribbling away at some document. Jungkook looks around as Namjoon steps into the office beside Jungkook.

"Sir," he says, bowing 90 degrees. Seewoo looks up briefly to acknowledge the greeting.

"Namjoon," he nods before continuing with his business. Jungkook and Namjoon stand patiently at the door. After a moment, Seewoo puts down his pen and folds his arms, leaning back in his seat.

"You wanted to speak with me?" Jungkook nods.

"It's about Yoongi-hyung." This peaks Seewoo's interest as he leans forward, intertwines his fingers, rests his elbows on his desk, and rests his chin on his hands. He tilts his head slightly.

"Oh?"

"Yes. It seems as if his, um, identity, isn't exactly what it seems."

"How so?"

"Well, apparently, he's-." At that moment, Namjoon's phone rings. The father and son both turn to look at him as Namjoon winces apologetically.

He fishes his phone out of his pocket, looks at the caller ID and sighs. Pointing to his phone, he turns to Seewoo.

"My apologies, Sir. May I step out for a moment to take this call?" Seewoo nods and waves his hand nonchalantly.

"Yes, yes. Go ahead." Namjoon nods, stepping out as he accepts the call. The door closes behind him. Seewoo turns back to look at his son.

"You were saying?" Flustered without Namjoon beside him, Jungkook splutters and takes a moment to regain his bearings.

"Ah, yes. Right. So, as I was saying, Yoongi-hyung wa-." Again, Jungkook is interrupted. By Namjoon again, as well.

In a different manner, however.

The door bursts open, slamming against the wall as it is thrown open. A frantic Namjoon comes rushing through the door, his phone held tightly in hand. His eyes roam wildly as he shouts.

"Sir, Mr. Lee's dead!" Seewoo stand up immediately and Jungkook looks back at him, confused.

"Mr. Lee? The guy running Hongdaeng?" Namjoon nods quickly.

"What do you mean he's dead?" asks Seewoo.

"I mean he's dead! They killed him and now he's dead! Sir, they're back in the game!"

"Who's they? What do you mean, they're back in the game?"

"Agust D, Sir! Agust D and Chimmy! They're BACK!"

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Hmmm, haven't seen Jimin in a while. Didn't think I forgot about him, did you? 😏 

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