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Yoongi glances around the room once again, nodding in satisfaction. He shares a grin with Jimin and stretched out a hand to grasp his shoulder.

"It's good to be back, Chimmy." Jimin nods and leads Yoongi to the center door. After security is out of the way, the two enter and Jimin brings Yoongi to a part of the way that swings around when he pushes a certain part of it. On the wall before them is a variety of different phones, all without a logo, all manufactured by Chimmy.

"Take your pick, my friend." Yoongi scans the selection of devices before he fishes out a small black one, about the size of an iPhone 6S. Jimin grins.

"Great choice!" he says teasingly. He points at the phone. "That phone you're holding right now is one of my latest. I've installed a lot of apps on it that are, of course, made by me, that can only be opened by you with your social security number. Trust me, you don't want anyone opening those apps. Oh, and their covers and names aren't exactly what they are so that if someone opens your phone, they won't get suspicious. You'll know what they are, though. Like everything I manufacture, it's untraceable and has the fastest signal you've never seen. You can even use it when you don't have service. Your battery life is at least seven times longer than the iPhone X and it's pretty much indestructible." Yoongi nods. It's exactly what he expected of Jimin.

"Thanks, Chim."

"Yeah, yeah. I know. Anyway," he turns the wall back the way it was. "Whatcha doing here? I doubt you came here just for a phone." Yoongi scratches his head nervously with a soft laugh.

"Yeah, about that..." Jimin narrows his eyes.

"What did you this time?"

"I may or may not have told Jungkook I'm Agust D?"

"YOU DID WHAT?!"

"Yeaaaaah... and so I thought 'well, since Jungkook knows who I am and is probably going to tell his dad and all of them why not get in a few more jobs and spice things up a bit before they bring me in?'" Jimin is silent for a moment, then sighs and shakes his head.

"Jeez, sounds like something you would do." He nods approvingly. "Right, well, where are we heading?" Yoongi smiles.

"That club off Seji-ro in Suwon, Hongdaeng. Target is the manager, Mr. Lee."

"Method?"

"Up to us."

"Time?"

"Four hours starting half an hour ago."

"Shit. Bounty?"

"W4.3 trillion." Jimin lets out a low whistle.

"Damn."

"Eh, we've had more." Jimin shrugs.

"I suppose you're right. Well, I'm in." Yoongi smiles.

"Great. What you feeling?" Jimin smirks.

"Why, the specialty, of course. Nothing but the best for the return of Agust D and Chimmy." Yoongi returns the smirk.

"Alright. Let's get this show on the road."

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Glances and murmurs spread around the entrance of Hongdaeng, one of the most expensive and prestigious clubs in all of South Korea. A black limousine has just pulled up before Hongdaeng's entrance and all of the people clad in glamorous outfits waiting for entry quickly find an interest in the new arrivals.

One man steps out from the limousine, clearly a chauffeur. He opens the back door and holds it open, stepping to the side.

No lights are on within the vehicle and so the inside of the limousine, as well as its occupants, are not visible. The first sight anyone is able to see of the vehicle's occupants is a shoe and the hem of a black suit pant. The black hem is delicately decorated with thin, precise, wisps of glittering gold, creating a dazzling masterpiece. The shoe is a simple black dress shoe by Salvatore Ferragamo. Simple, but captivating all the same.

Out of the car next is a nest of blond hair, groomed and styled in a messy but alluring way. The head, which exited ducked down, is lifted up, and sharp, piercing eyes bore into the souls of the people waiting outside Hongdaeng, making the people shiver where they stand from the eyes' intensity.

The rest of the man steps out of the car, the rest of the suit and suit pants exactly like the before-seen hem; black with elegant gold weavings. The man is not of the tallest stature, but his confident and composed posture and stance fill in for his lack of height.

The man brushes imaginary dust off of his suit, his small hand moving in quick and precise movements. He fixes his suit and straightens his bow tie, sending the crowd one last glance, before he turns back to the limousine and stretches out a hand.

A delicate pale hand, larger than the first man's, reaches out of the car and gracefully settles itself in the first man's outstretched hand.

The crowd looks on in an entrapped daze as the pale hand turns into an arm clad in a loose fitting white sleeve. They look on as the arm turns into a body and a messy nest of black hair. The body is dressed in the same loose white shirt, the collar hanging low, just low enough to leave quite a lot left to imagination, but not too much. A silk blue collar clings to the man's neck as his catlike eyes roam the crowd. When the man fully steps out of the vehicle, the people outside Hongdaeng are able to glimpse his long, slim legs clad in black skin-tight pleather, the same black Salvatore Ferragamos on the man's feet.

Two carefully placed hickies can be seen on the pale exposed skin by the man's neck and the first man smirks, letting the crowd all know that the man was his bitch, his slut, his whore.

Yes, the duo's specialty is whore and Master.

The two men casually make their way to Hongdaeng's entrance. The first man waves something in the bounces face and he immediately lets the duo in.

Once the two step inside, they glance around the club and share a smirk.

"Alright, Chimmy. We're in. Now we've got 3 hours to get this bastard." Jimin's smirk widens.

"Well, that's plenty of time, wouldn't you say, pet?" Yoongi let's out a disbelieving laugh. "What? We've got to play the part! And last I checked, you love being called pet." Yoongi laughs again.

"I suppose. Well then, chop chop. Three hours and counting."

"Aye aye, captain."

"... bitch."

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Here you go. Your third chapter, as promised. : )