Lovely (K.n.j + K.s.j)

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Namjoon

He was ecstatic. The group of younger boys in the van, all cheering and yelling. With the exemption of Hoseok in the van. Sulking and angry.

Jin was blushing. It wasn't supposed to go to this. It wasn't part of what he planned. He wanted to ignore the problem till he finally forgets. The ring on his hand was a constant reminder though.

"Great! I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8!" The group of boys wearing black body suits and black helmets came back. Their suits were splattered with neon paint.

One of the taller ones threw a smoke bomb and it exploded. Coughing was heard. When the smoke disappeared, he saw Hoseok standing there, a disappointed look on his face. The tables were gone, it was only an empty veranda.

"Hoseok-"

"Don't Hyung." Hoseok said, raising his hand, smiling. "It's okay." he didn't say anything further, he turned around and kept walking. Jin felt so guilty, but it also felt like the right thing to do. He can talk to Namjoon and maybe settle things. He closed his jacket, zipping up the zipper. The night's air was getting colder and colder. It was time to go back to the hotel.

Why were they still in Singapore? He knew Yoongi had something planned. He just didn't know what.

It didn't feel like it was some mission anymore. It felt more like a vacation for them. But Jin didn't want to jump into any speculations.

He was walking back to the hotel. Hoseok was too far now for him to catch up to. He felt his pocket vibrate.

Jimin😗
Hyung? Where are you and Hoseok? We're gonna buy dinner, do you want anything?

Jin😘
Anything is fine. I'll be in my room if you need me, we're walking back now.

He pocketed his phone and kept walking. Shivering at the cold.
"Why did you agree Seokjin? Aish you love sick fool." He said as he kept his hands in his pockets and walked faster. The weather becoming colder and colder with every second. His inner thoughts fighting back at him, giving him scenarios from bad to worse, even scolding himself for hurting Hoseok's feelings. But he did want him, he still wanted him. Even if all of his morals are being questioned.

He still wants to forgive and love Namjoon for who he was. Not a mafia boss, not some hotshot business man. Just the Kim Namjoon he's learned to love, so much.

But there was also another side of him that wanted to hate him. Hate him for lying to him and getting with Hoseok. Hoseok was still hurting and Namjoon asked him on a date. He had to think of Hoseok, yet Jin wanted to be selfish and have him all for himself.

Detective Kim Seokjin, one of the best in Korea, is contemplating wether or not to continue the date with the strongest and most powerful mafia boss in Asia.

He wanted to throw his phone, maybe even shout in the streets but him being in a public area in a foreign country would look bad on his behalf.
The view of the hotel was closer now, Seokjin walked faster. Wanting to forget what just happened and sleep everything off.

Maybe a drink wouldn't hurt him. He'd have to tell Jimin that he wouldn't be eating dinner.

He walked into the hotel, the employees greeting him with their fake smiles. He just had to get to his hotel room then he'll be fine.

"Hyung?" Seokjin turned around to see Yoongi, plastic bags in each of his hands. "What happened?" Yoongi asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You're crying."

Seokjin didn't even realize that tears have been falling on his face. He must have looked so stupid. "Ah, it's nothing-" Seokjin said as he wiped his eyes, laughing.

"I didn't notice, it must be because of the cold weather." Yoongi knew something was up, he had to ask Jimin if the plan was a success. Judging on Jin's reaction, he doesn't know.

"I'll order some hot packs for you later. Let's go back tot the rooms, I bought you guys dinner. Jimin bought us drinks earlier."

"I'm not hungry." Yoongi stopped, dead in his tracks.

"The Kim Seokjin, not hungry? Who are you and what have you done to my colleague?" Seokjin laughed.

"I'm fine Yoongi, just tired is all." Yoongi was obviously not convinced. The plan was a success, but Seokjin must be thinking about a lot. He knew that he was going to go through this. "Alright Hyung. I'll go upstairs now, want to come with me?"

"Okay.."