Sugary Venom // NamJin

All Nighter

"Joon why are you so rude to Jin?" Jungkook asked turning around since Soyeon just ended the call.

Namjoon shrugged, "I don't know, something about him pisses me off and stuff just comes out." Yoongi chuckled.

"One day when Jimin, V, or Jhope aren't there, Prince is going to knock you on your ass."

"You know most people would think you like him as most people are mean to their crush," Jungkook suggested and Namjoon sighs, pulling a little at his roots.

"Oh, Joonie has a crush." Yoongi teased making the younger growl slightly at him.

"It's nothing to be upset by if you do like him. From what Soyeon says Prince is nice and not to mention very hot." Jungkook says and Yoongi looked at him weirdly.

"I will tell Jimin to tell V that." The youngest eyes widened.

"I-I mean's not as hot as h-him." Yoongi chuckled and looked back at his leader.

"Whatever you do, we will be right behind you but do be careful. If you heard the things we do about Fallen Angels and Prince I wouldn't make any of them mad. We have been lucky to know them for real but in missions they are ruthless, mercy is not in any of their vocabularies. They really are the children of the devil and the worse part is that they use their good looks to take down their enemies. I don't want us to be their next victims." Yoongi reminds and then left with his computer and phone in hand.

"I don't think we have to worry. I don't think Tae or Jimin will allow Prince to come after us but we aren't God and neither are they, we will never know what will tick him off." With that Jungkook left too, leaving Namjoon all alone in his thoughts.

"Maybe I should catch myself up on them then." He sighs and sits back down and opening his computer to use his 148 IQ.

'Hm Fallen Angels? Supposedly a four-man team. The main Leader is Prince, unknown how many people are below him. Robberies, murders, drugs, human trafficking, money laundering, weapon shipments."

"Jeez, I didn't know they did half of this." Namjoon frowned and continued looking through the police reports of what they think was Fallen Angels doings.

'Spotting of tattooed wings on a group of males. A guy who is way to flexible not to be an Angel. Ugh, people have no idea who they are reporting. They probably have paid cops.'

For hours the search went on until it was past 2am and one of the maids walk into his office.

"Oh Mr. RM hi." The leader looked up and smiled.

"Hi I uh I will go so you can clean." He said, picking up his computer and notes before leaving for his room. Namjoon stayed at his desk for the next two-plus hours to finish up his work about Jin along with finishing the payments from NCT since they needed Jungkooks help on their weapons problem.

When the sunlight starts peaking through his black curtains Namjoon sighed, closing his computer and lying on his bed at 7 o'clock in the morning.

"Another all nighter, fun." He groans sarcastically and puts his head in his pillow trying to at least get a couple minutes of sleep unless Jungkook or well yeah Jungkook rudely slams opens his door.

Namjoon would have sighed happily when he would fall unconscious, however, life is never fair, and just like he thought Jungkook comes in slamming the door open and slamming two pots together.