Jungkook, a police valedictorian, the well-known "ace of detective aces"
Jimin, a favored dancer in Devil's Curse Club, also works as an illegal drug trafficking planner
What will happen if they were to meet and had no other choice but to work toget...
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Jungkook detaches himself from Hoseok's embrace and scoots to the other side of the bed to grab his phone when he instantly freezes.
"I-It's from Jimin."
"What the fuck?" Hoseok gasps in disbelief. From Jimin? It couldn't have been because if then, he should have received the calls from Jungkook and called back. He wouldn't let the poor boy suffer from his absence. He watches Jungkook as the younger holds his phone gingerly, his complexion gathered and his breath returns to the normal as he greets the other line with calm. Hoseok looks at him as Jungkook quietly yet quickly connects his phone to his computer and activates the call as a voice call.
But no sooner Jungkook breathed out a simple greeting than he grits his teeth and clenches his phone tightly. The chuckle on the other line still rings his ears as Hosoeok feels intimidated by the looks of Jungkook.
"You fucker.."
"Now is that not a polite greeting to your hyung, Jungkook?" Jungkook scrunches his eyebrows when he hears Daehyun on the other line, purring into his ears with his sickly sweet yet sinister voice. "I expect a good morning or the same sort~"
"Cut the crap old man," Jungkook shouts, suddenly flings himself out of his comfortable working position as he walks anxiously to the window after having signaled Hosoek to gather the team. "I know you have Jimin."
"Me? Why would I?" Jungkook hears muffled yelps of desperation on the other line as he feels the bottom of his stomach burning in anger. His breath quickens as he hears Jimin's voice on the other line, a tad croaky and exhausted judging by what Daehyun did to him.
"LET HIM GO YOU HEAR ME!?" Jungkook nearly flips the table when the older plays innocent with him. Touching Jimin without his consent, you're on Jungkook's bad books. "If you do anything I swear to god I'll fucking kiー"
"Ah now now, before getting into the bad bloodshed," Daehyun interrupts the younger, who is still struggling to control his inner demons, until Jungkook hears a muffled choking of a young man with painful yelps of help. More defined, which makes Jungkook explodes into a mess of relief and boiling hatred.
"You fucker. I said let. Him. Go!" Jungkook seizes the phone in his hands even more and ruffles his sweat-matted raven hair. He has been in situations like this before but involving Jimin, he couldn't control himself from letting his emotions take over. He misses the pink-haired lad so damn much and just imagining what the lunatic could have done to him makes Jungkook's inside turn in discomfort.
"Well, you have to do what I say first~" Daehyun purrs softly, that doesn't make Jungkook any less angry, it just keeps layering up as he collects himself, but anger won't do much even if it feels good.
"For Jimin's safety.." he thought.
"What do you want me to do." The question comes off more of a command, stone-cold as he hears a snicker.
"Give in that quickly, bunny?" Daehyun asks which makes Jungkook lips mold into a thin line. "But that my boy, is a genius way to prevent me from loading the pistol I have."
Jungkook gulps inaudibly, not letting himself surrender in front of the man that can pose a threat to his lover. He carefully sits down on Jimin's bed, posture leaning forward and relaxes himself. He wishes he could have Jimin here. If he had, the older would assure him that everything would turn out just fine, that everything was just a harmless nightmare, that after every rainfall comes a rainbow. Now, Jungkook knows and is dead set to win Jimin back from Daehyun's hands.
Only his name coming out from Jungkook's mouth is trash.
"Now, we all know young boys get punishment for being bad.." Daehyun trails off while Jungkook silently yet worryingly listens to the quickened breath on the other line. "You two, have been very, very bad."
"Don't lay a finger on him, I will do everything as you say!" Jungkook grits his teeth, scurrying onto his feet to grab a leather jacket, white tee with black jeans. Simple yet effective. "Just do whatever or ask whatever you want, I will do it.
Just please don't hurt him."
Jimin when hearing those words can't help but let out a sob. Daehyun is using him as a bait to lure him in and Jungkook isn't willing to let go of him to save neither Lewisite from falling into Daehyun's sharp claws nor the whole world. Pushing aside the (itty) tingly feeling in Jimin's tummy, he couldn't help but feel worried. What will the whole world become after Deahyun get his hands on Lewisite?
He doesn't even want to know further. Hell.
Jimin thrashes wildly in the creaking chair when Daehyun keeps disgustingly pecking his cheeks. The soaked black cloth still secured in his mouth between his teeth, blocking everything and coming out as inaudible protesting moans. Daehyun looks down at the desperate boy with cunning eyes, touching Jungkook means Jimin will do something and the same. And why, just why would the lovey dovey couple leave each other in the beast's claws when the other could be capable of saving them?
"Just obey like a little bunny you are." Daehyun lowly says, sitting down the edge of the bed behind the hair Jimin was fixated on. He feels the younger's gaze on him as Daehyun looks over and seizes his jaw, making Jimin squeezes his eyes shut in pain. "You don't want to imagine how his pained screams will be the last thing you hear from him, do you?"
Jimin growls at Daehyun to stay away from the younger and not luring him into the trap he set. He knows oh-so-well that once Daehyun bite, then he's not letting them, or at least Jungkook, go that easy. Even if he has already had Lewisite. But all his profanities come out as muffled and Daehyun just chuckles in front of his tied-down baby boy. He hears silence from the other line but he knows Jungkook, he knows that in his mind thoughts are intertwining with fear and anger. Had he not trusted Daehyun, had he left this place soon, had he not taken the offered sweets, he wouldn't be here, Daehyun would be miles away from the drug and most importantly...
Jungkook would not put his life on the line just for him..
"I want to hear his voice first." Jungkook says, determined.
Daehyun looks over at Jimin with a callous gaze and agrees to their proposal by standing up and taking off Jimin's gag. However, Daehyun quickly grabs his pocket knife, priorly belted under his robe and presses it onto Jimin's warm throat as Jimin slowly gulps down, still fearing for his life. Still behind Jimin, Daehyun just smirks as a warning when he feeds on the younger's fear and puts his phone next on Jimin's ear for him to speak.
"Jungkook?"
"Jimin." Jimin hears Jungkook's voice cracks a bit. A ruthless person, caring for him? He just can't get over the fact that he's more used to Jungkook being a dick than a caring person but anyways, he feels his eyes sting when he remembers the younger actually confessed and took good care of him, even for the undying fact that he's still a culprit. "I miss you so much, hyung."
"I told you," Jimin lets out a breathy laugh and breaths in to stop the tears from flowing. "You don't need to call me hyung anymore."
"It's okay," Jungkook says and he sniffles a bit, contained.
"Because your lover will save you from that son of a bitch."
A/N: he protecc, he attecc, but most importantly, he's going to win Jimin becc.
