★

Bishop was the worse, he was rolling on the ground, and tears came out of his eyes as he laughed so hard.

Angelina had to lean on the doorframe of the office so he wouldn’t fall like Bishop, and Ann covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably too as she stared at Namgil.

Jimin kept in his laughter though, just looking at Namgil with a satisfactory smile on his face.

Namgil looked at Jungkook and saw him staring at his red d**k, looking amused.

He got over the shock eventually and quickly pulled up his pants, bolting his belt hurriedly though his p*nis is still stinging so bad.

“What are you all looking at!” He shouted at the laughing staffs, and that only made Bishop laugh more on the ground.

Ann was the first to leave the door, and Angelina had to drag Bishop away since he’s not ready to stop laughing.

“Why would you make coffee that hot! Huh?” He faced Jimin who has a glaring expression on his face right now.

“And why aren’t you replying? Are you now mute or something? Huh!!” He shouted and made to go closer to him…

“If you go anywhere near him, you won’t be able to walk out of this office with your own legs” Jungkook said calmly from his seat, and Namgil stopped to face him.

“Seriously? He knowingly made it hot! You should punish him!” He shouted.

“Yeah, maybe punish him for not making it hot enough” Jungkook replied, finally looking up at him with a smirk.

“What!” Namgil gasped, and Jimin walked out of the office.

“Did you just take his side? I’m about to become your business partner! You shouldn’t be doing this!” Namgil shouted, and Jungkook stood, walking two step to him.

Namgil’s thugs came closer too, and Jungkook smirked.

“You’re in my company, and it’d take not less than 2 minutes to thrash you and your thugs, so you should know what to say and what not” he said with a dangerous eyes roll, making Namgil release a light breath.

“Fine, let’s get to business” he said and made to walk back to his seat, but after taking three steps, the sting under his trousers came madly, and he had to hold the spot.

One would think he’s got diapers as he walked the remaining distance.

He settled on the couch, and his thugs stepped far away from them.

“So…do you have any idea of the new land?” He asked.

“Of course, reliable sources told me it’s gonna be Jumbo district” Jungkook replied tactfully, and his eyes widened.

“Honestly I thought about it but I brushed it off because I heard the district is haunted and residents left completely. No one is ready to buy” he said quickly.

“The houses would be demolished, and the government will be building a city hospital over there” Jungkook replied, standing to go to his desk.

He came back with some documents. The ones he was working on before Jimin came in earlier, they’re about the land.

He handed them to Namgil, and Namgil smiled as he read.

Jungkook sat back, waiting patiently for him to fall into the trap.

“It’s going for 2 billion Euros?” Namgil looked at him.

“Yes. As at two years ago it was about 20B, but after the residents left, the price dropped. If we get it right now, we sell it 20B for the government” Jungkook explained.

“So the deal is 50/50, right? I gather 1 billion and you add 1 billion too!” Wang said impatiently.

“Sure, it’s…

Jungkook hasn’t finished talking when he spranged up and rushed out of the office.

His thugs rushed after him, and Jungkook rested back calmly.

“He fell so easily, he’d get burnt so bad” he muttered with a knowing smile, and Jimin came back in.

“He’s gone! He was rushing!” He said, sitting beside him.

“He fell for it” he replied, and Jimin gasped.

“Really?”

“Trust me” he said, and Jimin hugged him tightly.

“Gosh! I’m so happy!” He squealed, and Jungkook chuckled before hugging him back.

Immediately his hands touched his open back, Jimin froze in his arms, holding his breath.

What the hell, was this the first time he touched his bare skin?

Yeah.

It was electrifying, and Jimin couldn’t breath for real till he broke the hug and faced him.

He made sure to avoid his eyes as he spoke.

“So…are you really gonna punish me for not making the water hot enough?” Jimin asked slowly.

“Why are you avoiding my eyes?” He replied, and Jimin quickly looked up.

“Huh?”

“Yeah I’m gonna punish you, maybe with a f**king hard kiss” he said, and Jimin quickly shifted away from him.

“Thief” he said and stood to rush out, but Jungkook pulled him back by the arm, and he landed on his laps, gasping as his palms grabbed his chest.

“Are you suddenly feeling shy?” He asked in a seductive whisper, and Jimin swallowed as the heat of his manly voice hit his skin.

“No, no .. I’m not shy” he replied awkwardly, literally stuttering.

“Then look at me and tell me you’re not” he said, and Jimin slowly looked up.

“I’m not…

Before he could finish, his lips was already on his neck.

He kissed the spot deeply, and Jimin held his breath yet again.

That’d surely leave a hickey, but why is he not standing up?

Is he loving it?

His lips was still on his neck when the door opened, and Yoongi came in.

“I’ll take my leave” Jimin quickly stood from his laps, rushing out of the office.

“What just happened? Jungkook he’s your staff!” Yoongi said, walking fast to him.

“And it’s none of your business, Yoongi” he replied, standing from the couch.

He started walking to his desk, but Yoongi blocked him.

“Jungkook you were not like this before, what did he do to you?”

“I can’t even explain so I don’t know how we’re gonna handle it” he replied flatly.

“What! You’re really in love with that man? Seokjin told me he’s married and…

“Yoongi!!!” He yelled furiously, and Yoongi stopped talking to gulp.

“I’m not in any way entitled to listening to you just because you’re Seokjin’s brother so know your place, and I’m five years older than you, learn to use honorifics” he said and resumed walking to his desk, but he suddenly stopped and turned.

“Also, I don’t appreciate you coming in here without knocking, this is not your house” he said and sat on his desk.

Yoongi stormed out of the office, feeling so much anger in the pit of his stomach.

He glared hatefully at Jimin as he walked past his desk, and he stopped when he saw Jungkook’s hickey on his neck.

He almost went to him to attack him, but he cooled down and walked out.

“What was that? 4 inches wasn’t enough and now him?” Bishop laughed loudly from his desk.

“Today is soo good” Angelina grinned.

Jimin got a mirror from his bag and checked out his neck.

There’s an hickey like he suspected, and he smiled, touching it like some treasure.

He was still touching when he saw Ann staring at him, and he glared, making Ann look away.

He looked at the hickey in the mirror again and buried his face in his desk, smiling.

*

UNISEX TOUCHES*

The small building is a saloon where both male and female come for touch up, hair styling, makeup, manicure and so on…

Gyuvin is sharing the place with five partners though they have their different spots.

The other five are busy working on their customers but he’s got none right now.

He’s the least patronized person in the building because of his bad temper.

He kept hissing, rolling eyes jealously at the others who’re working.

Namgil suddenly came in, and he squeezed his face immediately.

“And what the hell are you doing here?”

He pulled him up, taking him out of the building.

“I asked you what you’re doing here!” He broke free when they got out.

“We have a new deal, you know the land I told you about? I’m partnering with Jeon Jungkook on it and I need a billion” he said.

“What! So are you gonna sell your organs to get it? You’re owing your staffs a month salary already Namgil!”

“I took 800 million loan from the bank already, and I added the 100 in my account” he said.

“The hell! Are you crazy?” His eyes widened.

“I’m left with 100 million and that’s why I’m here, you can lend me that” he continued

“Are you blind? The other stylists are working but what did you see when you came inside to drag me? My spot is empty! No single customer since morning Namgil! I’ve been begging you for money to spa since two weeks ago and you think I’d have 100 million?” He smirked.

“Listen Gyuvin, this deal will bring 20B and I’m gonna spoil you real bad after I get my share of 10, so just…

“Get lost, Namgil” Gyuvin cut him off and started going in.

“Gyuvin wait! Gyuvin!” He ran after him.

*

ERA STUDIOS*

“This is the last take, I promise” the photography director said, and the cameras were set again.

Jin is on stage, sitting on a chair. The photoshoot session has been ongoing for an hour now, and he’s darn tired already.

He made another pose, making sure his smile is sweet as the pictures clicked.

“And we’re done!” The director said, and the team clapped as he stood from the chair.

Lan quickly removed the dragging material in his suit, and they left the studio together to his dressing room where they met Taehyung waiting.

“Tae!” He smiled despite his tiredness.

“You took so long” Taehyung stood from his chair, and Jin gave him a bear hug.

“It was so exhausting, do you have a session?” He asked.

“No. I came to see y…

“I nearly forgot to ask you Mr. Jin, how did your date go last night?” Lan cut in, and Taehyung faced him.

“We didn’t go on the date” he said.

“Wait…so you weren’t the one I saw with him last night at Super Dates?” Lan asked, and Taehyung faced Jin.

“You… went on a date with… Someone?” He asked, and Jin smiled awkwardly.

“It was…

“I was wondering why you suddenly cancelled our date” he said, his voice laced with hurt.

He started walking out of the room, but Jin rushed to hold him back.

“Taehyung, I promise I only went for fun, I wasn’t planning to give him a chance..

“And I promise I’m not hurt” he smiled hurtfully and released himself, walking out of the room.

“Oh no” Jin muttered in confusion.

*

8PM, BARON HOLDINGS*

As planned, the staffs stayed at work past the working hours, and they’re only just getting off work.

It was already pitch dark as Jungkook walked out to the private basement park with Jimin beside him.

He’s holding his hand in an interlock, and Jimin kept smiling radiantly till they got to the car.

“I’ve not seen this one before” he gasped.

It’s golden brown, sparkling clean, a Porsche.

“It’s new, my car supplier brought it this afternoon” he replied and made to open the door for him …

“You should start letting me open car doors by myself” he said.

“Nah, daddy is not allowed to do that whenever I’m beside him” he replied, and Jimin chuckled as he finally opened the backdoor.

They got in together, and the driver who drove him in the morning appeared, getting in the front.

“Is he new?” He asked beside him.

“Yeah, I got him because of you though” he replied, and Jimin smiled at him.

The driver zoomed the car out of the park, into the street.

“So…I’m thinking you should come to my place first and… I wanna cook for you” he suddenly said.

“You can cook?” Jimin asked.

“I’m trying” he made a puppy face again, and Jimin giggled.

“What about my Jungmin?” He asked.

“He said he’d come home late tonight. He’s gonna stay at Lisa’s till 10” Jungkook replied.

“Fine” he said.

“You’ll come?” He asked, and Jimin nodded twice.

“Yes!” He said happily, and Jimin laughed before getting his phone.

He began playing some games, and Jungkook started bringing his head to Jimin's shoulder, but thinking of how he’d react made him hesitate.

He was about to sit straight when Jimin held him back and brought his head to his shoulder gently.

He smiled handsomely and closed his eyes, the sound of his game playing in his ears.

†

They arrived at his mansion at ten minutes downside 8, the new car ride was madly fast.

Jungkook held his hand again and led him to the door.

He pressed the password right in front of him, and Jimin smiled secretly when he saw it’s Jungmin’s birthday date.

The door slid open automatically, and they stepped in at once only to meet darkness.

No single light is on.

“What’s going on?” Jungkook asked himself.

He got his phone from his pocket, and Jimin got his phone from his bag.

They looked up at the same time to put on their flashlights, but their heads mistakenly hit on each other, making the phones fall on the ground.

“Ouch!” Jimin winced, rubbing his head.

“Are you ok?” Jungkook quickly asked, taking his face in his palms, though his head is hurting too.

“I’m fine” he replied, and Jungkook started rubbing his head with his thumb.

“I’m sorry” he whispered.

“Don’t be, it’s not your fault that the lights are off” he replied, and Jungkook continued the thumb rub while he stared at him.

The lights from their two fallen phones are still on, so they can see each other’s faces, and their silhouettes are bold on the wall.

Jungkook noticed his silence, and he stopped rubbing, bringing his eyes to his full face.

He caught him staring, and Jimin didn’t bother to look away, so their eyes locked, and his nervousness pumped in again on a different level.

He was palpitating, and the loud sounds from it reached his ears.

Slowly, Jungkook’s eyes moved down settled on the fleshy part of his face… His lips.

His throat moved hungrily, and he felt a rush of heat in his body as his heart began racing so much.

He wasn’t thinking anymore, and though he’s the same man who promised himself not to make any move till Jimin does, he threw away that promise immediately, leaning in slowly.

Jimin’s palpitations increased the closer he came, and when they could already feel their warm breaths on each other’s faces, he looked into his eyes.

“May I?” He whispered impatiently, and Jimin looked back into his craving eyes slowly.

Jimin wasn’t thinking when he pulled him in by himself, smashing his lips so hard on his own.

Jungkook’s eyes didn’t have time to widen because he closed them immediately, grabbing his face to deepen the kiss.

Jimin's back hit the wall, and he held on to his shirt in the front, fisting the fabric in his palms as he devoured his mouth.

He kissed his lower and upper lips separately before sliding his tongue into his mouth.

Jimin moulded his with it, eventually wrapping his arms tightly on his body.

Jungkook pulled softly on his bottom lip and bit it before capturing his whole lips again, pressing him firmly against the wall.

It was crazily heated, and the sounds of them kissing kept sounding cutely in the dark.

His hands grabbed his waist, and he lifted his small body off the ground, still eating him up as he walked to a table of decorative plush toy and emergency LED lamp in the dark living room.

He pushed the table contents away and placed him gently on it, standing between his legs.

He raised his legs and wrapped them on his own waist, and Jimin broke the kiss, his arms on his shoulder.

“Is this the punishment you were talking about?” Jimin whispered with fast breaths.

“Do you like it?” He whispered back, breathing hard too, and Jimin wrapped his arms on his neck.

“So much” he whispered again, impatient to have his lips again.

Jungkook smiled before stuffing his face in his neck, kissing him deeply on his sensitive spot like he did in the office.

Jimin’s body responded fast, and he gave him a quick neck lick on that same spot before coming back for his lips, but immediately their lips met again, the lights suddenly came on.

Their eyes widened at once, and they broke the kiss quickly, their lips so wet as they turned back at the same time to see him....

Jungmin!

He’s sitting on the middle couch with a bowl of popcorn beside him and a blank look on his face.

Their eyes widened again, and Jimin’s legs dropped from Jungkook’s waist as they both swallowed nothing.

Jungmin placed his right leg on his left leg, then he rested back on the couch before facing them again.

“Continue” he said.

.

.

.

.

TBC.