Invisible | Yoonmin

Two

"Hey sugar." Jimin smiled and leaned down, kissing the cheek of one of his regulars.

He was one of those big names in the underground world, and he seemed to have taken a special liking to Jimin and what he offered.

Probably because most people couldn't take how much he liked to fuck. Jimin knew a bit about the man, he'd spent about nine or ten nights with him so far, more than most men could say. He knew that he was younger than him, that he was second in command to some large mafia, although he was always careful never to say which one.

He was one of the smart ones.

He never spoke of business when Jimin was around, not that the man minded.

Jeon Jungkook was a good fuck, and he was someone who always made sure to tip Jimin a little extra whenever they were together. He could fuck for hours and never tire out, and Jimin knew that many of the men and women that he worked with left the man to Jimin whenever he came around to the clubs they frequented because Jimin was one of the few who could handle him.

"Baby Doll." Jungkook greeted, pulling Jimin instantly into his lap. "It's been awhile."

"I know. I missed your bottomless pit of a pocket."

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Always money with you, isn't it?" He teased lightly and Jimin found himself letting out a real giggle, not one of the fake ones he had learned to master long ago.

"You know it, sugar." Jimin winked and wrapped his hands around the man's shoulders, moving his body to straddle him better, his ass resting on the man's groin. "How've you been?"

"You care?"

"No, but you don't look like you're ready to go yet, and I have to make conversation somehow. You barely ever talk when I'm around."

"Because you're a little viper, Baby Doll." Jungkook said, giving Jimin a knowing look. "I won't fall for your tricks like every other sorry sap here. You're my good fuck, not my vault for secrets with loose lips and no password."

Jimin pouted at those words. "Of course there's a password, sugar. It's called how much are you willing to give me in exchange for a pretty little secret?" Jimin leaned in and teasingly released a small breath onto the man's lips.

"Which is why you don't have any of mine. I know that you have quite a few nasty secrets locked away and ready to be told."

"Is that why you came today? Did you need information?" Jimin pouted once again, realising this. "And you led me on, too! I thought I was gonna have fun tonight."

"Maybe next time, Baby Doll." Jungkook said, looking regretful himself. "You know I love spending nights with you, but we just won't have time this time."

"Ah! Fine. But remember you still have that one promise you gave me. I want that cute little virgin you brought last time. I wanna absolutely ruin him."

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Of course, how could I forget?" Jungkook smiled. "How about this?" He finally bartered. "I'll give you Taehyung for a night if you give me what I want to know?"

"Now you know that that's not how this works. I have to make ends meet somehow, Jeon."

"I'm sure it won't be that difficult to find another catch for tonight. Half the room is looking at you in that dress." Jungkook's eyes roamed over the tight fitting dress Jimin had opted for that night, moving from his waist to his beautiful legs and down to the black stilettos he also wore.

"You're lucky I like you so much." Jimin finally sighed, cupping Jungkook's face. "You wanna seal the deal?"

Jungkook leaned in and attached their lips, the way Jimin binded his clients by a contract. It was just ceremony to him, it didn't really mean anything, but it was custom.

"Astrid is moving. I want to know where."

"Let's see..." Jimin thought for a bit, tilting his head, shuffling through his mind for the information that Jungkook wanted. "They said something about further north, somewhere a lot of gangs wouldn't dare moving, there's more eyes, more ears, more law enforcement there. Somewhere close to the east as well. Last I heard, they had some business partner, Lee Hyun-Sik, that was offering them safe haven in one of the buildings he owned. They're planning on laying low for awhile and dipping their hand into other businesses such as drugs and smuggling instead of girls and gambling. They're selling their southwest casino to some big time business man, some american...David Lomberno I think his name was? Anyway, they want to make ties with the american drug routes."

Jungkook inhaled all of that information and nodded. "Two weeks?"

"Make it next week and I'll tell you where David Lomberno keeps all of his stash that he smuggled over here."

"How much is it worth?"

"Fifty mil? I dunno, I don't do logistics for drug pricing. I just know it's a shit ton."

"Next week it is." Jimin smiled and gave him exactly what he wanted to know. Jungkook kissed him on the cheek once before leaving.

Jimin sighed and turned, before his eyes landed on a man at the bar, eyeing him up. He put on a seductive smirk and made his way over. "Well hello, sugar." He purred, leaning his body onto the bar counter languidly, tilting his head to the side. "Looking for some fun?"