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The blonde whore left in haste to go home and change while Jimin was told to sit in a leather chair in front of Taehyung's desk. It was too hot to wear the whole suit and so he'd taken the shit jacket off before he made his white button up soaked. Jimin neatly folded his jacket on his lap and then put it down by his feet, not caring about the dirt that could get on it.

He watched as Taehyung moved around the room, opening and closing drawers looking for something. What it was he didn't know. He was just enjoying watching the younger move around in such a fluent motion that it looked like a stream running down a hill that it always went down. After a few more seconds Taehyung's eyes landed on him. "Oh. I forgot you were here for a second." Jimin rolled his eyes. But that also meant he saw the younger in his focused state. How fun.

"I've seen the building. Everyone here sucks. Why would I want to equip these sucky people that just stare at me. The boy at the front desk is fun though. The one with the blue hair and dark eyes." It looked like the younger was thinking for a minute before he snapped his fingers. "You mean Yeonjun." Jimin shrugged and got up, moving to Taehyung's chair and dropped himself into it so that he could spin around. He kept spinning, using the desk as a push off point.

The door opened and an assistant saw him in the chair. "Oh my god Sir, get up before Mr. Kim comes in!" Taehyung cleared his throat from the other side of the room where he was still looking for something. The woman blinked once. Twice. Three times. "O-oh. Sir you don't like people in your chair. Or messing with how it's set-up." At that exact sentence you heard rocket ship noises as Jimin messed with the height.

Taehyung turned and looked at the older male. Sometimes he couldn't believe that it was only a few months that separated them. It felt like years and he didn't seem like the older one out of the two with how he acted. He then looked at the assistant standing at the door. "Do you have a problem with who sits where?" She looked beyond surprised.

"No sir it's just that not even Yeri gets to sit there."

"Why are you making such a fuss over this. If you have a problem with who I let sit where they want then I don't think this is the business for you as we are much more professional here then that." Rocket ship noises went off again in the background as the chair went up.

The girl hastily left the room as Taehyung turned back to his searching. When he found what he wanted he went back to his desk and placed his hand on the back of the chair and the other on the wood as he leaned down to point to it. Jimin felt that the younger was very close to him.

"This is what I'm willing to pay for you to supply me with a few firearms." There was big numbers on that paper. More then what the guns he'd been asking for were worth.

"I already told you no."

"Why."

"Your detail probably doesn't have proper gun training and I'm not ready to give a bunch of unprepared gun crazy lunatics some weapons. So no." Taehyung sighed and stood straight back up. He stretched and took a swig of his coffee. It left a bitter taste on his tongue.

"You hate coffee." Jimin said without looking up from the paper that had more then just numbers. He was reading the list of things on there.

"It comes with the job. Many late nights." Taehyung leaned back down and licked his lips to get the excess liquid off of them. He pointed to a few names on the list. "These are the people who are properly trained to handle firearms." Then he pointed to a list of only three people, "These are the ones who aren't and don't want to learn. They usually also just monitor the cameras."

Jimin froze when the younger had licked his lips because he could hear it right next to his ear and feel the warmth of his breath. It freaked him out. It freaked him out so badly he was ready to jump out the window and fall over 50 floors to the grounds. He could also possibly see why in the hell it needed over fifty floors. By falling he could see what was on every single one of them in a couple seconds. While he was contemplating it and listening to Taehyung go over the sheet the door opened a fraction and this ball of fur came scurrying across the ground to Taehyung's feet before jumping at them.

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