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Part One
"You're on."


Jungkook was a simple man.

He liked parties, sex and booze. The best combination was all three of them together.

And although he did not necessarily consider himself bisexual, he did enjoy having sex with a man once in a while. That was also the reason why he didn't see any harm in taking his friend's bet.

"It's simple, really," Namjoon said, a devilish smile on his face. "All you have to do is seduce him. That shouldn't be a problem for you, should it?"

Jungkook shook his head no.

He knew very well himself that he was an attractive man. Most people fell for him instantly. But since he wasn't so keen on keeping love, or people in general, around, he soon got sick of the ones being close to him and dumped them shortly after.

Why would now be any different?

"What's in it for me?," Jungkook asked, raising a single brow.

"If you do manage to trick him into bed with you, I'll guarantuee you immunity," Namjoon answered, being well aware of the fact that it would be very appealing for Jungkook, that it would be impossible for him to decline his offer. "You'll be a free man."

Why, exactly, was that Jimin guy's sex life so important to him? Jungkook didn't care. In fact, he could not care less.

All he wanted was his immunity.

He was sick of having to be afraid all the time, afraid of being punished for all the bad things the two of them had already done together. If fucking some random guy would save him from his fate, from his criminal past, he'd get it over with in a heartbeat.

Nonetheless, Jungkook did hope that this Jimin guy was good looking. He would get down with an ugly man as well, considering what he'd get out of this bet. But having sex with someone you're at least a teeny tiny bit attracted to, would make this whole thing a lot easier. Maybe Jungkook would even be able to enjoy sleeping with him.

"And what if he won't sleep with me?"

"Oh Kook, are you doubting yourself?" A gloating grin was playing around the elder's lips as he observed the other. "You're right. What did I think? He will never let you fuck him."

"No," Jungkook replied fairly dead, in an undertone of peevishness. "He will. I just want to know what'll happen if I lose." His heartbeat was increasing but he managed to hide his angst.

Or at least he believed he did.

"You'll do one last job for me. Then, you're out for good," Namjoon proposed. "I can't promise you won't get caught, though."

Shit, Jungkook thought.

"So?"

The elder looked at the man in front of him, checking his facial expressions to guess what he'd be hearing any moment. Patience wasn't something Namjoon was very famous for. "What do you say?"

Jungkook met his nervous gaze and he knew he had to give him an answer right away. Keeping in mind that Namjoon knew exactly how to make one's life a living hell if he didn't get his way, Jungkook didn't dare waste another second to reply.

"You're on."

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