AU : mafia
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part ten summary : jin takes jisoo on a retail therapy session. taeyong arrives in seoul.

ship : ot8

warnings : crude humor, mature content, strong use of swear words, gore, violence

Rated : M
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"Excuse me, Mr. Kim but why do you have women clothing?" Jisoo asked after she took a shower in his rooms bathroom.

Jin told her that he needed to do some shopping and wanted to have her with him. So he gave her some clothes and told her she could use his bathroom to get ready.

Jin chuckled a little at her curiousity and her politeness. It was very cute.

"Please, beautiful, call me Jin." He said. "And those were my cousins clothes. She moved out of Korea with her husband and two sons."

Jisoo nodded before leaning back into the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and looked around the luxurious bathroom. She sighed, still not able to stop thinking about Sunmi or Yubin or even Jungkook.

She remembered blood and gun shoots. And a sight she will never get out of her head. It made her question Jungkook and his...secondary job.

But no matter how confused and a bit angry she was, she expressed great gratitude for Jin and Jungkook and everyone else who saved her life.

She quietly got dressed and left her hair in it's natural wavy state. She looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't have any makeup on but her eyes looked like she had on eyeliner. Due to her long eyelashes.

He hair fell to her hips. She promised someday she will cut it.

The outfit was simple. Just a white shirt and pinkish skirt. His cousin mist have been a bit petite if her old clothes fit her.

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Jin drove them to the richer part of Seoul. Where rich people and celebrities go to shop and converse.

The drive was mostly quiet. With Jin trying to strike up conversation here and there. But Jisoo wasn't in the mood to talk much at that moment.

Jin parked outside of a huge shopping center and hopped out the car. Jisoo watched as he walked over to her door. He opened it and offered his hand. She carefully placed her hand in his as he helped her out, closing the door behind him.

"What are you shopping for, Jin?" She asked, watching him give his keys to a vallet.

"You mean what are WE shopping for?" He said, guiding her inside the shopping center with his hand on her lower back. "Something I like to do when I'm stressed is to do a little retail therapy."

"B-But I don't have any money." She shyly mumbled, shrinking under the watchful eyes of every person that walked past her.

Jin chuckled deeply. "Who said anything about you paying?"

Jisoo's eyes shot right at him. This guy, whom she just met last night, is willing to let her spend his money on expensive things? There has to be a catch.

"What, am I your sugar baby now?"

"Only if you want to." He joked as they stopped in front of a Gucci store. "Now enough talking. I saw a purple dress that is calling your name."

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Kim Namjoon stood with Yoongi, Jungkook and three more of his men by his car in Incheon Airport's private hangar, awaiting the arrival of Taeyong or Tae Honda, as he is known as in the Yakuza.

"Are you sure about this guy, Namjoon?" Yoongi asked, smoking a cigarette.

"Taeyong is someone very resourceful and honest." Namjoon replied. "It would be a mistake to piss him off."

"He finds out Kookie is getting cozy with his baby sister, our heads will be added to his home decor." The trafficker snidely reminded.

Which Jungkook didn't take too kindly to. He turned his head around to his hyung and shot him a glare. "Will you shut the fuck up for once?"

"Can you keep your dick in your pants for once?" Yoongi shot back.

"Maybe if you actually got laid more, you wouldn't be walking around like someone pissed in your cereal." Jungkook retaliated. "Or is Jimin still cutting you off?"

"You mother f-"

"Okay the next person to throw an insult again, I'm cutting both of your balls off." Namjoon sternly demanded. "Act like fucking adults, you two. If I wanted to hear two bitches fight, I would be watching a reality show.....fuck"

The two gave each other one last before turning to the front.

The boys saw Taeyongs private jet land.

"Here we go." Namjoon mumbled, watching the stairs to the jet align with the door. Once the door opened, out came Park Taeyong, wearing an all black suit with his shirt opened a little. He was followed out by five of his men, one in a grey suit stayed right by him.

Taeyong spotted Namjoon and smiled a little.

"Namjoon!" He greeted as he walked closer to him. Namjoon held a grin as he met him halfway.

The two hugged each other tightly. Taeyong pulled back and looked over his dongsaeng. "You look good, Joon." He said. "Its been so long."

Namjoon chuckled, tapping his shoulder. "Not long enough, hyung. It's good to see you again."

Taeyong nodded in agreement before he noticed two other men standing behind him. "Your men, I presume?"

Namjoom nodded. "This is Min Yoongi, he's in charge of the contraband."

Yoongi shook hands with him. Taeyong could already tell this guy was as tough as he looks. Cold and very reserved. Two very useful traits.

He liked that.

"And this is Jeon Jungkook, he's one of my assassins and a very good underground fighter."

Taeyong looked at him and could see the killer intent in his eyes. It was in his eyes, the way he carried himself. He meant business.

The two shook hands briefly.

"Pleasure to meet the both of you." He said, gesturing to one of his guards. "This is Yuta Nakamoto, my assistant and he's secret service."

Yuta settled for a nod, which was what he got in return.

"We have so much to talk about." Namjoon said, breaking the brief silence.

"Of course, my friend. But before that, do you know where I can find a man named Bon Hwa?"

• a u t h o r s n o t e •

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.......Oh shit......

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