Taehyung was a nervous mess while he handed Jeongguk the dirty dishes to clean and rinse before placing them on the paper towels next to the sink to dry. He was trying to put his thoughts in place and figure out how he was going to confess to his new boyfriend, as he likes to consider Jeongguk, that he used to be a prostitute to help his mother with her recovery from the overdose she took a couple of years back.

The younger will more than probably leave him and even hate him after he'll hear those words coming out of his mouth. He's sure. But he promised to tell the truth and if Jeongguk really was the sweet guy he appeared to be, he'll let him finish and maybe not judge him for his past decisions.

'Is this the last one?' Taehyung was pulled out of his thought by Jeongguk's warm voice as he pointed to the plate in his hand. Taehyung nodded hesitantly as his body tensed at the thought of what was to come next. 'Hey, don't be afraid. It's gonna be alright. I promise.' Jeongguk comforted him as he put down the last plate to cup the older's cheek, leaning in to press a kiss on his forehead.

'Yeah. Okay. But I'm gonna make some tea first.' He looked around for the box of tea bags before he boiled the water needed for the two mugs as the younger leaned back against the counter, watching Taehyung get busy with the hot drinks and his heart swelled at the domestic side the older was showing.

Jeongguk was starting to feel confident about the new chance he got at happiness and he almost forgot how it felt to spend some time with someone other than his mentor and as of recently, his novice, Jimin. He forgot how good it felt to be touched and kissed again by someone who wasn't just an information source but someone who can maybe run away with him when all of it was going to be over.

In just a couple of minutes, they were ready, settled on the couch; Taehyung with the mug in his hand and fidgeting while looking at a very calm Jeongguk. Or at least that was how he left the impression he was. If the younger was nervous at all, he wasn't showing it. Taehyung took a quick sip of his tea and placed the mug back down on the coffee table in front of him.

'Okay. Before I start, I want you to know that what I'm about to tell you is about the old me. I've changed gradually ever since the murder of my dad. So that's not me anymore.' Taehyung rushed to explain, anxious about the younger's reaction when he'll finally come clean.

'Taehyung. Stop. Breathe.' Jeongguk took the older's hand into his own as he took a deep breath, urging Taehyung to do the same to let go of the nerves that keep him so on edge. And the older did follow, feeling the tension melt away a little before he closed his eye and cleared his throat to begin.

'Okay. Here goes. I was a sophomore in college when all this started. My uncle offered my dad a job at the company as his assistant to accompany him to all his meetings and stuff. I don't really know what his job was since I wasn't home too often and mom wouldn't usher a word to me about it. One weekend I came home to grab some clothes for the winter and I saw mom crying in the living room and a man was yelling at her. I didn't recognize him but before I could enter the house, he was gone. When I asked mom about it, she told me to mind my own business, so I kept quiet.' Taehyung's voice wavered as he recalled the painful memory of his mother suffering from what he later understood the cause. Jeongguk sighed, rubbing soothing circles on the back of his hand. 'Then my dad came home drunk that night and they had a really bad fight and my mom left to stay the night at her brother's. I tried to call her all night but she ignored me, so I gave up. But in the morning I got a call from the hospital. They told me she overdosed on cocaine.' He looked away, focusing on the mug on the table as he tried to hold back his tears and not look like the crybaby he considered himself to be. It's not his fault he's sensible when it comes to his family.

'I'm so sorry, Taehyung. I know it hurts but you have to tell me their names, so I can make them pay for what they did. We can't risk other people overdosing like that without them even knowing what they'd be doing to themselves.' Jeongguk tried to comfort but he knew that there was nothing he could do to help him but find those who caused the pain.

'I just thought she lied and went to buy drugs but now that you told me the truth... I...I feel so stupid..' Taehyung shook his head in disbelief, reaching to grab his mug again and take another sip to swallow the lump in his throat. 'What names do you need?' He asked, looking straight into Jeongguk's eyes.

'Your uncle's name and his associates. I'm sorry, Tae, for making you tell me all this when you're not ready but I have to do my job.' The younger said as he took hold of the other's hand, squeezing lightly in reassurance. He knew it was hard for Taehyung to give up the name of his uncle but the man was a serial killer and couldn't be left to do any more damage than he already did.

'What about my dad's killer? You can help me find him, can't you?' He asked full of hope and Jeongguk felt his heart ache because no, he couldn't help. That was not written in his contract but the way Taehyung was looking at him made him take into consideration telling Yoongi about him.

'I may be able to help you but I can't promise. If the Master agrees, I will.' Jeongguk gave him a faint smile even though it didn't reach his eyes. 'But I need those names, baby.' He scooted closer to take Taehyung into his arms and kiss the top of his head lightly.

'Okay.' He whispered, losing himself in the warmth of the younger's hug. He took a deep breath as he listed the names mentally before he spoke out loud, 'His most entrusted associate is Kim Seokjin. He's mostly out of the country, recruiting people to work in his company, so I don't know how you'll be able to get him. Then, Wang Jackson is my uncle's secretary. He covers for my uncle when he's gone mostly but he also recruits new clients for the company to make sure the word spreads and our company becomes more known to the people; so he's in charge of marketing, I guess. And lastly, Jung Hoseok is the latest who signed up to be a part of the company. He was the one Yuri convinced to join the night you killed her.' His voice cracked a little at the end, recalling the horrifying image he witnessed when he came back from his false alarm that Jeongguk triggered.

'I'm sorry you had to see that, angel. I promise I'll make it up to you.' Jeongguk tightened his arms around the older, nosing at his hair and breathing in the strawberry scented shampoo he bought for him to use.

'And we were supposed to have sex too. Do you know for how long I wanted to nail her?' Taehyung sounded a little upset at the inconvenient time Jeongguk decided to kill his one-night stand. The younger couldn't help the anger that was slowly building inside him. That was the only thing that was on his mind?!

'What?' Jeongguk said through gritted teeth, trying his best not to snap because truth be told, yes, he is jealous and possessive and doesn't appreciate teasing in any kind of way. How could he say that right in front of his face?

'Couldn't you have waited for, I don't know, 15 minutes at least?' Taehyung made to sit up but Jeongguk pulled him back against him, a loud groan coming from the male above him at the sudden impact with his hard chest.

'What did you just say?' His hand went to card through the older's hair, only to stop halfway at the back of his head and grip the locks in a tight hold, turning his head to face him. 'Say that again, love.' Jeongguk's eyes glistened with irritation.

'I said, I wanted to bang her.' Taehyung wanted to sound bold but it only came out as a soft whisper as Jeongguk gripped his hip with his free hand, leaning in to brush his lips against the older's.

'You don't mean that, do you?' The hand in his hair tightened its hold as Jeongguk leaned his head back to mouth at his jawline with slow, wet pecks, lowering Taehyung back onto the couch.

'I...I... No.' He let out a shaky breath as one of his hands came to tangle loosely in the raven locks. 'Shit~ Are you jealous?' He asked as Jeongguk kissed down his neck, sucking on the skin right above his pulse, eliciting a small whimper from Taehyung.

'No, I'm not because she's dead and I'm here with you, making you feel good. Why would I be jealous?' He asked before he bit a little too harsh on the sensitive skin of his neck.

'Wait. I...I wanna tell you the whole story.' Taehyung tried to stop Jeongguk because he wanted to come clean and let the younger decide if he still wanted to continue whatever they had going on.

If he wouldn't confess what he had on his chest fast while he had the courage to do it, he didn't know when he'll do it and he'll feel guilty about it every time he'll see Jeongguk's face.

'Now? Baby, I really want you right now.' Jeongguk groaned annoyed because what was so important that couldn't wait for at least thirty minutes?

'Yes, now.' Taehyung tapped his shoulder to get him off, so he could sit back up again.

With another groan, Jeongguk sat back up, running a hand through his hair to tame it down a little as he pulled on the material of his pants to make some room for his uncomfortable erection as he motioned for Taehyung to continue.

'Alright. So, after my mom overdosed and went to the hospital, the staff there told me to put her into an asylum to make sure she won't try anything stupid again but I was broke at the time and dad was nowhere to be found. I had to do something to get the money I needed and there were no jobs available for me to apply to where I could earn that much money in a short amount of time, so I did what I know best: I used my body since all my exes told me how I could make a fortune if I was a stripper or something of that sort.' He fixed his eyes on the coffee table again, scared to look at the younger's expression.

'Oh, no. You didn't, Taehyung...' Jeongguk didn't sound angry or mad, not even disappointed. Just sad.

Taehyung could sense the pity in his voice and he didn't like it one bit but that was the old him. He's not proud but he can't hide it either, especially from the one he hoped to have a relationship with.

'I'm sorry, I had no other choice.' Taehyung lowered his head in shame.

'I know, baby, but selling your body?' Jeongguk sighed, taking his hand in his own to let him know that he wasn't too bothered by the new information.

'Oh, no, I didn't go all the way. Just the oral stuff.' He admitted. 'I told you I am clean. No one is touching my booty without my permission.' He shook his head as he looked at Jeongguk, the younger giving him a faint smile in return.

'So that's how you learned all those tricks.' He smirked, pulling Taehyung into his arms again.

'Wait, so you're okay with this?' Taehyung asked a little surprised.

'You said it was the old you, right?' He asked and Taehyung rushed to nod because it was the old him. 'Then I don't care. As long as I'm the only one who can touch your booty.' He smiled, kissing his cheek in a sweet gesture, making Taehyung's insides melt.

'Thank you, Jeonggukie. And yes, you're the only one who can have my booty.' He giggled as he leaned in to kiss his lips.

They may or may not have had a couple of rounds of romantic lovemaking, mixed with some demonstrations of the older's oral skills at Jeongguk's requests.

Taehyung couldn't be more happy that his boyfriend was so understanding and looked past his old life. But the important thing was that Jeongguk found out the names that would get him to their leader and even though Taehyung didn't give him his uncle's name, and he understood it was hard, he was going to find it out from his associates one way or another.

He didn't want to push the older into doing or saying something he didn't want to reveal. Jeongguk's first move was to get the news to his mentor to find out his next move.