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"our love is six feet under but i can't help but wonder."


the past couple of days was fucking hectic. taehyung had to manage everything alone. checking up the progress in each of the departments, helping some of the employees and of course calling jeongguk everyday to notify the work done. he went to visit the younger whenever he was free along with joonwoo, who tried to make his son laugh by cracking lame jokes.

taehyung had informed jeongguk about the threat call he had received and how he had found the latter. jeongguk too narrated the incident that he had gone out for dinner with a couple of friends when he had received a phone call while he was to return home and before he could speak, five masked men had cornered him. everything else was a blur. even if not told, the ravenette could make out the embarrassment behind the other's voice but he seriously wasn't in any position to reassure him.

the trueblood had tried tracking the unknown caller but it ended up being one of those burner phones. the others still didn't know about the threat call but joonwoo was still trying to figure out the people who did this, not knowing about the call yet.

taehyung was leaning against the office chair, a couple of paper works strewn on the table, a refilled coffee mug on the table. he was busy thinking about further additions to the app when there was a knock on the door.

"come in."

the door opened and taehyung looked up to meet one of the new employees. choi minjun. a pretty girl in her twenties with freckles littered on her cheekbones and natural golden brown hair. she was the head of the marketing department. extremely hardworking.

"minjun. you need something?" taehyung asked, eyebrows furrowed as she didn't look fine at all. wringing her hands and eyes darting around the room, she was quite nervous, taehyung could say.

"sir-"

"take a seat." 

minjun quietly approached the chair opposite to taehyung, her omega scent reaching his nose, enveloping him completely.

shit.

"do you need a glass of water?" 

minjun declined politely.

taehyung managed to pull himself out of the drowning smell of candies and lemons and tried to concentrate on the distress that was clearly visible on the omega.

"sir i heard what happened to mr. jeon and i..uh.. wanted to say something." 

taehyung cupped his chin with his hand.

"go ahead."

"yebin and i return home together by the metro because we live on the o-other side of the city and it gets quite late sometimes. for the p-past few weeks a man was following us. i noticed it first but yebin didn't."

taehyung urged her to go on.

"so the day she realised the stalker behind us, she confronted the man and yelled at him but the man, he didn't stop. one day when yebin was on a sick leave, he c-cornered me and asked me about what was going on in the company. i declined but he threatened that he would hurt m-mr jeon if i didn't spill the information. i-i am so sorry-"

minjun looked down, biting her lower lips, long strands of hair falling in front of her face. 

"hey, listen. its alright. please don't blame yourself, minjun." 

the omega looked up, rubbing her eyes and gulped.

"i'm sorry sir i s-shouldn't have-"

"i don't care. its not your fault. not at all. now tell me one thing, did you see his face?" 

minjun sniffed. 

"no. he always wore a mask, dark full sleeves clothes."

"anything striking? a tattoo? hairstyle?" 

minjun furrowed her eyebrows.

"yes. he had a tongue piercing. a silver ring as far as i remember." 

taehyung nodded his head slowly, smiling.

"good. that's vital information and you don't have to take the metro anymore, i'll ask the company's chauffeur to reach you to your homes safely."

minjun stood up and bowed deeply.

"thank you so much sir." she said, turning and reaching the door.

"and also keep an eye whether any other employees are getting followed like this. let me know immediately. by the way, did he cause you any harm. physically, i mean." taehyung said, standing up now, a hand inside his trouser pocket.

"no, sir, nothing like that. and i will inform you after asking the others. thank you again."

taehyung nodded. one final bow and she left the room.

taehyung exhaled heavily as he leaned on the desk.

he would anything to catch that bastard. 

anything.

...

[a/n]

so i am so out of motivation lol.

anyways i hope you liked this (shit) chapter.

what do you think about minjun?

do vote and comment.

lots of love.

cassandra.

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