Knock! Knock!

Jimin knocked over the open door of the washroom.

"Oh, you are ready!" Jungkook switched his phone off as he got off the chair.

"You think this is going to work?" Jimin asked timidly and pulled his skirt a little down with his pretty little hands.

Jungkook blinked and pressed his lips together to control his laughter.

Because Jimin stood there in a black mini-skirt and a white designer blouse that had laces on the back.

"You look great! Trust me." Jungkook gave a tight smile.

"No! I look...weird. They will catch me the moment they see me," Jimin said in worry and turned to walk into the washroom.

"That's exactly what I want baby," Jungkook smiled.

"What do you mean? Viper won't spare a second to send his men to catch me-"

"I wasn't talking about him though." Jungkook grinned as he fixed his suit.

"Oh! So...what's your plan?"

"I received a message from Mr. Bang that Taehyung safely reached the hospital. He will bring the ledger from Namjoon for proof. All we need to do is gain Mr. Jeon's attention now. The man was pretty cunning and avoided the shareholder's meeting, yesterday. I need to get at the back of that old ass. For that, we need to create a scandal! A perfect scandal that he can't ignore." Jungkook explained everything as a television director and turned towards Jimin and signaled him.

Jimin just tilted his head slightly to the side in confusion and then slowly clapped for the male before him for his....great plan which he made with his tiny little brain.

Jungkook smiled in satisfaction as Jimin clapped for him and puffed his chest up in pride lacing in his veins.

"I get the plan but isn't this top too tight? Is it necessary for me to wear these?" Jimin asked while his hands tried to tie the laces behind his back.

Jungkook sighed and stepped toward the male. He circled his arms around the boy's tiny figure and held the laces in his hands with his face dangerously close to Jimin's.

"Well, I can get you another pair if you are uncomfortable. You look hot either way." Jungkook whispered against Jimin's lips as he pulled the knot a little too tight causing Jimin to gasp.

"No, this is...fine." Jimin shuddered with his eyes fixed on the latter's lip, "Plus, we are running out of time. Let's just go with this." He said licking his lips.

Jungkook smirked as he tied the last laces of the blouse together and Jimin just crashed over the male's torso, "I won't be able to hold back if I start kissing you Jimin. How about we start moving since we are running out of...time?" He chuckled.

"You are such a tease, Kook." Jimin slightly punched the male's torso and circled his arms around Jungkook's arm.

Jimin stood there with thick black wedges, a white laced blouse with its sleeves covering the entire length of his arms, and a tight dark mid-thigh skirt that fit around his ass...so well.

Jungkook cleared his throat and ran his hand through Jimin's long hair and fixed the minor strands in place. Of course, he can't let Jimin walk out with blue-dye hair. He had to order one of his men to bring him a wig and dress he needed for the morning.

"Let's go, daddy!" Jimin coaxed close to Jungkook turning the other into a blushing mess.

"Do...don't say that," Jungkook coughed a few times.

"Say what, daddy?" Jimin moistened his lips and smiled wide.

Teasing Jungkook was so much fun.

"Jimin!" Jungkook whined and the latter simply burst into laughter.

"Okay fine. I won't tease you. Now stop being so adorable," Jimin quickly pecked the boy's cheek.

"Did I tell you how much I missed you?" Jungkook began.

"Yes, a hundred times from last night till we barely slept for three hours because of that." Jimin retorted

"I was scared."

"About?" Jimin's eyes took in the worried look on the boy's face.

"Scared that all of this is another dream and when I wake up. I am just the lonely mess in my room without you or Taehyung. I am the same hopeless mess that left you two to suffer. I am just worthless -" before Jungkook could complete his sentence, Jimin pulled the boy into a kiss.

Jungkook's orbs filled with tears because he couldn't hold back when Jimin held him so gently with his arms and those lips practically melting down every insecurity and fear that chained him down for all these years.

The fear of losing.

The fear of separation.

The fear of dropping dead before meeting his men.

The fear of waking from this moment.

"You aren't worthless, Love. You are everything I could ever ask for. You are perfect the way you are. Let's not drop ourselves down. We can't afford that, Kook. We don't have the luxury to give up when there are so many lives over our heads. Let's fight till the end. Okay?" Jimin ruffled the male's hair who nodded in agreement.

Jungkook quickly blew his nose with his handkerchief, "No matter who tries to talk to you, just smile, wave your hand, and walk ahead. I will handle the rest," he said and walked alongside Jimin who had mastered walking in the wedges.

It was early morning and most of the guests would be either resting or would have left last night after the party. So, it was the perfect time to make a run.

To make the scandal reach the streets.

To prove the world.

To conquer the Smoke Rings.

Jungkook walked ahead and unlocked the main door to step out.

The place was filled with paparazzi and news reporters in front of the house and waiting like hungry hyenas.

Perfect! He smirked as he thought.

Jimin followed him.

He quickly circled his arm around Jimin's waist and the boy immediately put up the glasses over his face and exhaled sharply.

"Shall we?" Jungkook asked one last time, to which Jimin nodded a 'yes'.

One of the reporters yawned as he stretched his body over the pavement. He blinked his eyes to see a couple walking out and tapping his other colleague. "Look they are coming out!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Jimin flinched at the voice and the voice kind of woke up everyone that slept around. They immediately fixed their attire and rushed toward the couple with their cameras and mics.

"Sir! We would like to ask you a few questions?"

"We have information that Jeon Corp's heir was confirmed yesterday night! Is it true?"

"Are you going to be the next successor of the company, sir?"

"Do you think you can control the empire? Do you think you are trained enough for that? Don't you think you are too young for that?"

Jungkook felt put.

He couldn't speak nor walk further. Jimin could feel the younger's hand shiver around his waist. Jimin looked down at their shoes and quickly tapped on Jungkook's imported shoes with his wedges to bring his attention to him.

Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts and looked at him who signaled him with his footwear.

Jimin mouthed 'it's okay' and smiled at Jungkook.

The world simply stopped around Jungkook.

Jimin's smile just masked all the obnoxious questions that pricked his ear. He felt himself leaning over the male as his eyes gazed at Jimin who stood there before him with those glittery eyes and soft plumpy lips.

"Who is this lady with you, Mr. Jungkook?" One of the reporters asked and everyone turned their cameras toward Jimin.

Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts and immediately turned Jimin towards his chest out of habit. Jimin didn't know how to react to the situation but stayed put.

"She is my escort! And you don't have to know the details."

"Then why are you hiding her?"

"Why should I answer your questions?"

"Tell us, Sir. Is she your girlfriend?"

"Drop those cameras if you don't want to make this huge mess!" Jungkook growled as he eyed other reporters as well.

Now that's how you build curiosity.

Never answer the questions completely.

Let the gossip brew.

Let the heat raise.

Let them turn into a hungry hyena.

And that my friend is how you create a perfect headline for tomorrow's newspaper.

That old man would turn furious when the headlines wouldn't be covering him instead filled with gossip about Jungkook.

He would be agitated to the point where he will voluntarily call Jungkook over dinner.

Yes, a dinner.

It gives Jungkook a free ticket to the man's den without standing long hours in front of his stupid huge mansion begging for an appointment.

Well, that's not Jungkook style.

Jungkook likes to kick right into man's balls and nuzzle some fear in his body before he falls over his knees to meet Jungkook on his own.

That's how a true big boss enters.

That's how Eglan makes an entry.

A car beeped before them and the driver signaled them to hop in. Jungkook nodded and pulled Jimin along with him. They sat at the back of the car and Jungkook shut the door. The car wheeled down the road and the reporters were left speechless without a single question answered.

_____

Taehyung's lips parted and he gulped evidently. He squinted his eyes open, to look around. His nostrils were extra active right now and the strong smell of disinfectants hit his nose. He scrunched his face and opened his eyes wide.

"Fuck! Why does 'hell' look like a hospital?"

Taehyung turned his head sideways to take a better look, "This isn't...hell. Is it?"

It then clicked on Taehyung and his eyes widened in shock.

Psycho Yoongi! Taehyung cursed out a little too loud.

The nurse came in rushing to check the vitals and flashed torchlight into Tae's eyes to look for a response.

"Your condition is improving. You might be discharged in a few days."The nurse smiled, unaware of Tae being a criminal under treatment.

No! They are going to kill me if they ever catch me.

I need to complete the task before that happens.

Jungkook must be waiting for me. Taehyung thought to himself.

"I would like to have some space if you don't mind," Tae asked.

"Oh, okay."

"Also..." Tae's voice trailed off as he looked at the entrance.

"Yes?" The nurse turned back to give her attention to the patient.

"Could you um-" Taehyung quickly gulped back his words and waved a 'bye' to the lady before mouthing a thank you.

"Rule number one, trust no one!"

"What's the second rule?"

"Not to forget rule one." Jimin's words rang inside Taehyung's head.

He looked around to find a cupboard close by and sunk his fingers into the drawers to find any object that could be used to take the handcuffs off his hands.

Taehyung's right had an I.V line and only his left hand was cuffed. He shuffled in his bed to reach out far to find something.

Anything!

When his hopes slowly crashed down, a cold metallic object came into his contact. He furrowed his brows as he pulled the object out of the bottom drawer which took him an eternity to reach as he legit crawled down like a turtle to pull it out.

A scalpel!

Taehyung's eyes went wide as he found the object. He quickly placed the sharp tip over the screw connecting the handcuff and twisted it.

It took a few minutes before the screw fell over the ground and Taehyung dismantled the cuff off the bed. However, it was still locked against his hand.

He quickly got off the bed and tip-toed towards the door with the cold metal still draped around his hand like a bracelet but he could care less. He looked out of the small window fixed within the door to look outside.

Fuck! Two officers. Taehyung cursed under his breath as he analyzed the scene outside. He sunk his bottom lip between his teeth as he thought of a plan to gamble out of this situation.

His eyes scanned the room and fell over one particular spot that could help him escape. He smirked and walked toward the spot.

After a couple of minutes, Taehyung was back in the position that is behind the door standing like an agent hiding from bullets with his back pressed against the wall adjacent to the door.

(A/n:-  Did you like Jikook's moment?

Where are they heading to?

Who is the driver?

What will Taehyung do now?

What will Jungkook do now?

Where is Mr Jeon?

Curious???

I am hella excited for this book now!

Let's get this!

Love you kids.

Maddie 🙂❤️