Jungkook exhaled sharply as he stood before the cafe. He glanced at his wristwatch to confirm the timing and wiped his palms over the pants to remove the sweat building within them.

Okay! I know the code word for safety.

I know self-defence.

And if nothing works I can just run.

Let's do this!

Jungkook closed his eyes and jogged in his place as a part of the little warm-up he would like to call.

The random customers entering the cafe threw weird looks at Jungkook but that wasn't his concern right now.

I am the boss!

I am the new big boss!

No one can intimidate me.

With one last breath, Jungkook stepped into the cafe to look for the person. He went straight to the cash counter but was nudged by a stranger halfway.

He jumped off the floor at the sudden touch and eventually relaxed once he saw a big old guy with huge dark glasses and an oversized hat.

Surely, that wasn't intimidating.

Jungkook almost shrieked turning pale as the man stretched his hand towards him.

You gotta chill, Jungkook.

He is just asking for a handshake!

Jungkook internally smacked himself for being this nervous. He quickly flashed a small smile and took the man's hand, "Nice to meet you, Sir."

"Nice to meet you, Eglan. If you are okay, can we talk about the details at the seat there?" Bang Shi hyuk pointed towards the very corner seat in the Cafe to which Jungkook nodded half-heartedly.

Ten minutes.

It's been fucking ten minutes since they sat over this damn seat and no talks yet.

Jungkook was feeling all anxious by the silence and the old man's stare was scaring the crap out of him.

"So, what is this about?" Jungkook initiated the conversation unable to hold the silence anymore.

"I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable but it's a part of my work to observe children-"

"I am not a child! So you better don't do that with me," Jungkook spoke in an authoritative tone.

What is this?

Jungkook couldn't believe he spoke in such a sassy tone.

All the while it was Yoongi who had that tone and he used to observe from afar but never tried it himself.

Now that he did try.

It feels different.

It feels powerful.

But who would explain to naive Jungkook that this was just a speck and he has to tackle down a whole mountain in future?

"How do you know, Tyne?" Bang Shi Hyuk asked as he slowly sipped the coffee a few times.

"I am not going to reveal any personal information until I know your motive." Jungkook rested his elbows over the table and interlocked his fingers to place his chin over it.

Mr Bang softly chuckled and leaned forwards, "The fact that he gave you my card should give you a hint that I am harmless. Right?"

He has a point.

But fuck that!

Jungkook has his ways.

"I may never know under what circumstances and conditions you gave him your card and approached me. So, I ain't opening my mouth unless you do," Jungkook toppled the old guy's questions and luckily it was a safe play till here.

"Fine! I am impressed. You raised my expectations-"

"Cut the bullcrap and tell me why are you here and what's your purpose to approach, Tyne?" Jungkook raised his voice but not so high for the others to hear.

"Intimidating too. I like it-"

"If you don't speak in the next minute. I am leaving."

"I don't think you have a choice here."

"I am leaving," Jungkook spoke in a flat tone and got off his seat.

"I can help you." The man pulled out a file and threw it over the table. Jungkook eyed the file and then glanced at the male who sat there calmly fixing his oversized hat.

"Curious?" Mr Bang asked as he pushed the file further towards Jungkook. The latter gulped and carefully took his seat back to open the file which was placed in a red envelope.

"It's my five-year work. I roamed around the country to find clues behind the person and after five long years I caught a glimpse of him-"

"Boss?" Jungkook blurted the moment he looked at the picture in the envelope.

Mr Bang frowned his brows and pulled his seat closer to the table, "Do you know him? Have you ever talked to this man-"

"N...no, I haven't. My friends recently found out about him. We have no clue, yet."

"Kids these days are faster than adults." Mr Bang sighed and took the envelope from Jungkook's hands.

"Why are you behind him?" Jungkook asked as he watched Mr Bang remove his hat and place it over the table.

"Revenge."

"Huh?" Jungkook gave a puzzled look.

"It's a long story. Let's not dig into that and talk about our future move-"

"I never agreed to anything," Jungkook deadpanned.

"Good answer! Let's give you a briefing then." Mr Bang began, "Work with me and get your men back. Work with me and get that damn Boss down. Work with me and earn your freedom and rights." He spoke looking straight into Jungkook's eyes.

"What kind of rights?"

"A lot of them but starting with the most basic one first is right to be heard!" Mr Bang addressed and Jungkook felt a weird rush of adrenaline within his system.

Freedom?

Rights?

Was this a revolt?

Were they finally going to fight for all the miseries they faced in the past?

Was he ready for this?

Fuck, yeah! Jungkook pulled a pen out of Mr Bang's pocket and pulled the guy's arm to put his newly learnt signature.

"What are you-"

"I am in!" Jungkook smiled proudly and placed the pen back to look at the crazy signature he put over the guy's forearm, "That's my approval in writing."

"O...okay?" Mr Bang looked at the signature that was more like a preschooler's cursive writing but nodded anyways.

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Jimin slid down the pole to go down to from a full spilt. He breathed heavily as he finished the dance successfully without a flaw. He looked over the men that were going wild and throwing money in stacks at Jimin. He quickly stood up and flashed a seductive smirk before stepping downstairs.

One of the guard's hold grew weak and a man escaped past the security. He lunged himself over Jimin who visibly gasped at the sudden encounter.

"Baby, just let me have one night with you. Yeah?" The man spoke in a drunk tone leaning over Jimin's face. Jimin scrunched his face as he felt the disgusting breath over his nose.

"You wanna have a night with me?" Jimin asked cockily.

"Yes!" The man quickly nodded in agreement.

"Do you have cash baby?"Jimin asked as he stood upright with his chin held high.

"Yes, of course!" The man instantly poured the entire bag of cash he was carrying with him.

Jimin rolled his eyes and scoffed as he saw ten to fifteen bundles of green notes, "That's it?" He asked.

"I...can bring more-"

Jimin grabbed the man's jaw harshly and faced him head-on, "My single attire is worth more than the money you threw right now. Imagine how many trucks of money you need to bring to claim me, bitch!"

"How dare you talk back to me you fucking prostitute-" before the man could finish his sentence, Jimin had kicked him in the balls and twisted his arm like a cloth after a wash, "How about we fix a little bit of your grammar, baby? It's a stripper, not a prostitute. And I highly believe they too have standards." He pressed a blade against the male's neck and sliced it.

"What's happening here?" Viper came rushing towards the mess and looked at the man who was whimpering in pain over the floor.

Jimin stepped in front of Viper and pulled him by his collar, "If you wanna fill your pockets for a long time then better strengthen your security and keep me virgin. I am afraid you wouldn't be earning so much if I am touched," he let go of male's collar and walked off the place.

"Sir...what are we going to do now?" The person behind Viper stuttered as he watched the bleeding male.

Viper simply chuckled, "Get him some first aid. I bet he barely slit the skin. Also, keep an eye on Tyne. I don't feel something right." He knitted his brows as he looked at the confident Jimin that just walked away.

Jimin twisted the doorknob to click it open and pressed his back over the door as he shut it from inside. He gulped back a lump in his throat and let go of the blade from his hand. His fingers trembled as he slide down to the floor with blood drops stained over his nails and clothes.

He bit his lip hard and rubbed his fingers vigorously over his pants and tore open the dress to throw it away in the corner. He pulled his legs closer to his chest and grunted in pain as the tears rolled down his cheek.

What the fuck did he just do?

What the fuck just happened?

He...fucking slit a man's throat!

He fucking killed-

Clutter! Clutter!

Jimin's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden noises that he heard from within the room. His eyes blew wide as he saw a shadow of a person advancing toward him. He quickly tried to reach the switchboard to switch the lights on but fuck!

Too late?

He was cornered to the same damn door with an arm snaked around his waist and the other over his lips to prevent him from screaming.

"It's me," the voice rang inside Jimin's ear and he felt the person's cheek touch his.

"Jebb?" Jimin mumbled still under shock.

"Happy birthday, love."

And that was enough to break Jimin's walls.

Jimin circled his arms tightly around Taehyung's waist and buried his face within the man's chest to break into sobs, "I...missed you," he whispered and tried to catch his breath within the cries.

"I am sorry. It took me a while to find you back-"

That's when it stuck hard in Jimin's head.

Be a little loyal bitch in my harem and I won't touch Eglan.

Obey my orders even in your sleep and I will make Jebb's life a little less miserable in the workplace.

Viper's threats circled Jimin's head like a tornado. He subconsciously pushed Tae off his chest and walked back to hit the door, "G...go!"

Taehyung quickly cupped the male's cheeks and pressed his lips against Jimin's. Jimin tried to protest but eventually relaxed within the kiss. His hands weakly held onto Taehyung's elbows who simply deepened the kiss by hovering Jimin against the door.

Warm?

Needy?

Desperate?

Jimin couldn't label it but he didn't want it to stop and his thoughts were sucked out in a vacuum with only the kiss taking over his cognitive skills.

He moaned softly under the kiss and wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck. The latter gripped onto the latter's thighs and lifted him off the ground with his lips still moving in sync with Jimin's.

"St...stop!" Jimin broke the kiss and breathed heavily as he placed his hands over Taehyung's chest from moving any further.

"I don't want to," Taehyung's orbs moistened as he took in Jimin's anxious face.

"You have to" Jimin softly smiled as another tear rolled down his cheek.

"Why? Fucking why?" Taehyung firmed his grip over Jimin's thighs and Jimin slowly leaned down to press their foreheads together, "Because I don't want you to be with a killer. I...slit a person's throat," Jimin's lips trembled as he put forth.

Taehyung simply hummed, "And?"

"Are you serious right now?" Jimin fought back.

"So what?" Taehyung spat with tears brimming over his lids.

"I fucking slit someone's neck, Tae!" Jimin howled against Taehyung's face.

"I don't care-"

"I care! I fucking care! I ain't letting you stay with a murderer-"

"Don't you dare call yourself that!"

"Just go back. You are safe without me-"

"I promised you that I will come back. I promised to save you irrespective of the consequences. And you know the funny part?" Taehyung chuckled bitterly holding back his tears.

"Hmm?" Jimin clutched onto Taehyung's shirt afraid that he might have to let it go forever.

"Your heart is too fragile to kill someone. He might have laughed his way back with a tape over his neck. Your tiny self would have barely scratched him," Taehyung slipped to the floor with Jimin in his arms trying to breathe between his cries.

"That was not funny," Jimin lightly smacked his chest with his nose burning pink and eyes swollen, and red.

Taehyung placed Jimin over his lap and held Jimin's face within his palms, " If things turn wild I know that you would be the most stable person. You wouldn't lose your composure. And that's also the sole reason why I and Jungkook trust you so much. You wouldn't do anything that would harm us."

"What if I start to lose myself...?" Jimin sniffed back.

"Then I will stick by your side and remind you who you are." Taehyung's doe eyes took in the expressions of Jimin, who was trying to even his breathing and softly looked back at Tae.

"What are you looking at?" Jimin grew conscious and wiped his runny nose with the back of his hand.

"I am trying to read your expressions..," his voice softened as Jimin drew his complete attention towards Taehyung, "I am sorry, I can't express myself nor can I read your face without making you uncomfortable-"

Jimin quickly shook his head and placed his hand under Taehyung's chin, "Humans are naive, Tae. They let their faces express all the emotions that their lips can't convey. And that's what makes you special-"

"Because I can't?"

"No! Because you can study them and have an upper hand in the battle." Jimin smiled and removed a few locks of hair from Taehyung's forehead before placing a warm kiss over it.

"Let's go," Taehyung nudged Jimin's nose with his.

"Where?" Jimin asked as he smiled back.

"To find our coconut head." Taehyung held the tiny male protectively in his arms.

"Not under my watch!" The door slammed open with the new voice echoing through the room.

A/n:-

Did you like Jungkook's bold self?

Who is Bang Shi Hyuk's son?

Also, Jungkook learnt to write too. He gave his first signature on Mr Bang's forearm. Isn't that cute?

Did you like Jimin's character?

Will Taehyung be able to save Jimin?

WHO THAT FUCKER THAT BARGED INTO THE ROOM?

We are close to the end of this book.....

I WAS KIDDING. I LOVE DRAMA AND LET'S PULL SOME MORE STUNTS BEFORE ENDING THIS HEHE!

Hope you liked the chapter.

Love you guys.

Maddie🙂❤