The cold breeze pierced into Suga's skin as he walked home, making the journey as unpleasant as possible. He tucked his hands into his coat pockets and shivered as he continued walking through the streets. His mind was occupied on everything Hoseok told him. There was a strong drive burning in him to better himself. Reciting every piece of advice his mentor told him, Suga imprinted everything into his mind.
He reaches the door to his house, and unlocks it. It was a Saturday after all, and although being a detective was a full time job, his mission didn't require him to do any extra work yet.
I'll spend the day focusing on myself, he thinks. There isn't anything else I have to work on anyways.
Suga is not the type of person to be into entertainment. If he's bored, he'll take a nap. The only reason he uses his television is to watch the news. He was always brought up in a routine that made him a workaholic, and was pushed to the edge to become a CEO. His mind was altered to object any forms of entertainment; he didn't really find it entertaining. Besides being the baddest bitch to girl group songs, which was something he adapted after faking his death, there wasn't anything "fun" he would do. Instead, he ended up sleeping away his sorrows or laying in bed pondering the weirdest shit about life.
Taking a seat on the sofa, he pulls out a notebook and begins to make a list, as Hoseok told him too. He did mention for it to be detailed, but he planned on breaking it up into smaller pieces as it would make the task more precise and help pass extra time.
Picking up his pencil, he started to write:
• CONFIDENCE
• Appearance
• Wording
• Actions
• Personality
• Reactions
• Control
He puts down his pencil. For now, the list looked like a good amount to elaborate each bullet point. He flips each page in his notebook and labels it each one of his bullet points.
CONFIDENCE
I always have a slight feeling that someone is going to identify my true identity as Min Yoongi. That fear makes me nervous, and it makes me act on the edge, especially with this new mission. I am surrounded by people who used to know me well, and one slip-up can create chaos. Instead of being worried, I have to ensure that it will never happen. The only people who know that I am not actually dead were the people who wanted to kill me. I need to fake my confidence until it becomes real. I must erase the old part of my life, the one I grew up with and the one where Min Yoongi became a CEO. I need to create a new background and surround myself in it and let it blend into my roots so it can change who I am. That way, it will be easier for me to change myself and be confident in the new skin I behold.
Appearance
Hoseok has taught me to wear things that are appalling to me. It makes me distressed to not see myself in comfortable hoodies and sweat pants, but in baggy jeans or khakis with the most ugliest fuzzy sweaters or horribly stitched flannels. Just writing this out makes me uncomfortable, but I understand it is the point of it. That way I can't be recognizable at all. Since a lot of people know me, my favors would be known to people that I used to be close with. I will reserve another tanning session at the spa, so that I am not recognizable by my famous pale skin. I already fuck up my eyebrows everyday, and since brows define the whole face, it won't be a problem. I should consider buying more lip tints.
Wording
This won't be a big problem for me to tackle, because although I was taught to speak all sophisticated and shit, I often curse and use a lot of slang. No one ever knew this side of me, so this will come to me without much practice.
Actions
This links back to what I was saying in confidence. I am usually a calm and collected person, and I get under people's skin with my cool, savage remarks. Not many people witnessed me, when I was Min Yoongi, being badass and telling people off in the kindest way. People won't really recognize me. I never used to do it a lot, but if I start doing it more often, then it will become a part of me. I'm pretty sure this will also come naturally to me because I hate people.
"RING!" Suga drops his pencil as his phone interrupted him while writing his deep statements about his hate for humankind. Without looking at the caller ID, he picks up and puts the cell to his ear.
"Hello?" He asks as he picks up his pencil off the ground.
"Suga, can you come over?" Jimin's high, clear voice sounds from the other side.
Suga panicked. He was not expecting Jimin to call him, especially since he punched him in the face. "What????"
Jimin groans on the other side of the phone. "I said, Suga can you please come over?" He makes his voice higher.
"How did you even get my phone number?" Suga asks again, completely forgetting about the pencil in his hand and letting it fall on the ground again.
"Well, you got hired, you had to put in your contact information, remember dummy?" Jimin laughs. "Now come over please."
Suga sighs. "Why should I?"
"Because... I just want to hang out with you."
It's so obvious that Jimin is pouting on the other side. Suga rubs his face, torn between continuing working on himself and getting some answers from this man who seemed to be pregnant. "I'm doing something right now though," Suga answers.
"Pleaseeeee?" Jimin starts making puppy eyes, even though he knows that Suga can't see him.
Suga sighs for the nth time. "Fine, I'll only come over for an hour. I want some answers from you, then I'm going to leave because I'm doing something important."
"Thank you, Suga." Jimin whispers from the other end.
"K, bye, I'll text you when I'm outside the gates of your house."
"Mkay, bye." Jimin hangs up.
Suga neatly closes his notebook and picks up the pencil on the floor. He goes to the bathroom to do his makeup like how he usually does, but a little stronger as his session got him motivated to be better. Mentally running through the advice he gave himself so far on the pages of his notebook, he picks up his car keys and makes his way to Jimin's house.
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just a little question, is what's happening so far in the book confusing to understand or no?
also, would you like me to make an edit of how i imagine yoongay's disguise to be?
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Detective Suga
FanficYoongi is a billionaire who has faked his own death in response to an assassination attempt and used his second chance at life to fulfill his lifelong dream of becoming a private detective. However, he finds himself in an awkward situation when he i...
