Long chapter for y'all cuties, Enjoy! ♡
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"Fucking hell!"

Jungkook pace around the room back and forth, his hand in his hairs tugging them harshly and he sits on the bed. Legs bouncing up and down unconsciously.

He glances at the watch in his hand, gritting his teeth in irritation and pull out his phone.

He hates it when people aren't on time, he hates waiting.

"Where is V?! He should be here five minutes ago!" Jungkook snapped on the phone just as the other person picks up.

"Relax Jeon, he's on his way. I can't believe you send two guards and a driver to pick him up. It's ridiculous! You never act like this before what's wrong with you?"

Jungkook knitted his eyebrows at Yoongi's words and said instead.

"Did they touched him in any way?"

He hears the other sighs deeply on the other line.

"I wasn't there, Jeon. I have more concerns to focus onto then seeing your boytoy safely reaching the hotel!"

Yoongi exaggerated.

Jungkook growled under his throat as his face twisted in outrage.
"Watch your mouth, Min! This should be the last time you used this word for him, is that clear?"

Yoongi rolls his eyes at him and sigh.

"You're going insane, Jeon. You don't even know his name yet you're acting like this. I am not understanding anything"

"You don't need to understand either so just shut the fuck up and mind your business! You know very well to not put your ass in my personal matters or I won't be guilty about the consequences!" Jungkook spoke with the growl in his deep satoori accent and cut the call without hearing to anything more.

He tosses the phone on the table opposite to him and huffed, picking up his already lit cigar and placed it in between his lips, inhaling it deeply and pulling out just to exhale the smoke out of his mouth.

Just then he heard the soft knock on the door and stare at it for a second, taking another blow of the smoke and crushing it in the glass bowl then standing up, adjusting his coat.

Jeon sighs deeply and look at himself in the full-length mirror inside the private suite and comb his messy hairs from pulling at it earlier with his fingers and check his appearance one last time and walked towards the door.

He opens it and there stands the male he was waiting for and was getting eager by passing second, in all his glory. The male wore simple clothes that fitted him perfectly and showed off his curve that had him distracted for a second.

Taehyung looks up at the male standing at the door and feels a bit stunned to see a somewhat good looking and quite young male then the most of his customers.

He saw him folding his hands against his chest while looking at him with a raised eyebrow and a hint of annoyance in his sharp eyes.

"You're seven minutes late. Care to tell me your excuse?" Jungkook knitted his eyebrows with angry eyes, voice hard and cold.

Taehyung swallowed the pile and look down, clearing his throat as the fake hope and reassurance he gave himself for the night to go a bit less painful went right out of his body, the male's voice itself gave a dominant aura with the way his voice is so deep and hard to his ears－not that he wasn't used to it but it still made him uneasy.

"I am sorry, sir. I was stuck in a personal matter" Taehyung says with his hands fisted by his sides encircling behind his back.

Jungkook's eyes twitch in annoyance, he hates when people don't obey his rules and aren't punctual.

He steps aside to give a place for him to enter the room. Taehyung heavily walks forward, every step feels like a heavyweight to even move and how every gut in him screaming at him to run back and save himself from this, yet he can't do anything then swallowing his nervousness and enter the spacious luxury suite which was quite exaggerating for a night, since they were just going to have sex but he can't say anything, the unfamiliar male looks rich and quite arrogant so it wasn't that surprising.

Jungkook closed the door and stroll inside behind Taehyung who was standing in front of the bed.

Taehyung look around a bit, seeing the king-size bed in the middle of the room with sofas and seats close to it with a big closet on the side and a full-length mirror in front of him the suite looks quite fancy and expensive.

Feeling a bit grateful and relief that the bedsheet is not a silk maroon colour instead it was white and looks soft and comfortable just from afar. He hates those red satin sheets, they give him uneasy feelings that creep him out doubling the fear he always has when given his body to someone else to do whatever they want.

He sighs and look back and saw Jungkook standing there and staring at him intently. Taehyung realizes his mistake and quickly got back to work for what he's here and getting paid for.

He places his little bag down which has extra clothes for safety purpose for whenever his customers shred his clothes into pieces and fuck him with torn clothes, too horny and impatient to completely undress him.

He starts to come forward and unbutton his shirt's buttons, that's what his customer wants, they want the immediate actions so not even a minute go to waste. Some of the customers would start their session from the second their eyes land on the prostitute, they directly jumped at him and torn his clothes for better access, not even let him breathe and came inside the room.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows at the action the stripper made while he was observing him and realize what he was doing which made his eyes twitch.

"What are you doing!" He asked coldly.

Taehyung looks up and knitted his eyebrows, hands halting on the third button. "Um...I am undressing?"

Jungkook glared and spoke sharply. "Did I told you to do!"

Taehyung flinch slightly at the booming voice of the male and gulped, teeth took the flesh of his bottom lip and he looked down to show his obedience to the male.

Jungkook's frown deepens and his glaring eyes replaced with confusion.

Why did he flinch? Wasn't I gentle enough?

"S-Sorry sir..." Taehyung stuttered, hurriedly apologizing feeling panic and remorse creep through him. Fear of making his customer unsatisfied with him. What if they cut off his pay? He needs the money at any cost. He can't make mistakes, at the same time he doesn't want to look hopeless but that's what turns on most his customers.

His desperation to get out this literal nightmare.

Jungkook cleared his throat.

Fuck it doesn't seem like I was gentle at all

"It's fine, button up your shirt and go sit on the bed," He said it as much in a gentle tone he can make an effort but it came as strict order from his mouth.

Cursing himself internally the Mafia saw the petite male nodded in obeyance and walked to sit on the bed.

Jungkook closes his eyes tightly and clench his fist in concentration and repeated in his mind to remind himself to not become the mafia Jeon that the world is afraid of, at the moment.

This is the male he wanted to know and had to be more cautious with. His sharpness and dark soul won't help him in this matter. He needs to be a different person in front of the prostitute sitting on the bed if he wants to find answers to why he can't seem to get him out of his head and this weird sensation in his body whenever he sees him.

Gentle Jeon, you just had to be gentle and make him comfortable, it doesn't sound that hard

Jungkook sighs deeply, eyes frowning in stress when he walks closer to the sitting male towards the bed but halted in his step when he thinks back to what Sam had told him.

The first and significant step is to give them space and don't enter in their comfort zone.

He turns on his heel smoothly and walks towards the chair instead which was closer to the bed and in a bit of distance so he won't be so far from the stripper and not so close to him either, he was in a save distance.

Feeling satisfied with one thing he did right, he lean forward and placed his elbows on his thighs and intertwined his fingers in the air.

Taehyung felt the burning stare on him and nibble on his bottom lip harshly and fiddle with his fingers to distract himself.

"What's your name?" Jungkook gritted his teeth in anger when Taehyung instantly looks up with wide eyes, startled from the sudden booming voice in the pin-drop silent room.

Fuck you, Jeon! You were supposed to ask it softly!

He clear his throat and tried to make his face as less scary as possible by stretching his lips to hopefully give a comforting smile but what he didn't know that it seems like a perverted smirk which made Taehyung gulp his saliva and sighs.

"V" he replied shortly.

Jungkook tsked unwillingly. "I mean your real name"

Taehyung looks at him in confusion and bewilderment. First of all, he was confused about why the male is not jumping right onto what he's here for and now this question, he doesn't like the way he was acting so strangely.

"Why do you want to know my real name?" He asked instead, voicing out his confusion.

"Just answer what I've asked, don't ask back!" The mafia male snapped.

Taehyung sighs and looks down, he can't oppose with the higher male who can easily complain about him and he might not be paid and honestly, he's not into finding any troubles and muttered under his breath. "Kim Taehyung"

Jungkook hit his fist on his forehead when Taehyung wasn't looking and sighs to control the unnecessary stress and anger in his body.

He once again cleared his throat and remember Sam words when he told him how to make his voice soft.

Jeon never fail and it will stay the same.

"Nice name. I am Je－Jungkook, call me Jungkook" The mafia said and prevent himself from telling the unnecessary information about himself.

Taehyung nodded in response.
"Okay"

Jungkook stand up and went towards the small bar in the suite and pick up the bottle and fill two glasses while Taehyung abused his lips and wriggle with his fingers.

He was never like this, he never had the time to talk and think or even say a word. He's used to getting attack and instantly got to pleasure his customers but right now the odd male whose piercing eyes look so dark and emotionless while his voice so deep and shivering cold was making him anxious.

What made it worse and he feels his heart leaping out of his chest is that the said male wasn't even looking interested in fucking him and that made the fear creep into him when he thought of what reason could be for him to book him for a whole night.

"So tell me more about yourself" Jungkook inquired, coming closer with two glasses of red liquid and gave it to Taehyung who refuse politely.

"Sorry, but I don't drink" Jungkook chuckled.

"I expected, that's why I prepare a juice for us" Jungkook shook both of the glasses in front of his face and nodded in assurance.

"I am not in the mood to drink either, anyways" Taehyung smile a little and hesitantly take the glass in his hands.

He was never offered by his customer like this, this was the first time someone even let him breathe in the room and to be honest his throat was dry just thinking about the upcoming night that is still young, so a bit of liquid would be great to calm his nerves.

"Thanks"

Jungkook nodded. "So? I asked you something" The way he was struggling to keep his voice low and a bit gentle would be an understatement.

He fucking feels weird and awkward to listen to his own voice.

"There's nothing actually to say, I am a stripper and prostitute, that's all you need to know to fuck me," Taehyung says, trying to make his voice as steady and not stuttered while his grip tightens on the glass.

The male was making him scared by his odd behaviour. He's not here to gives an interview about himself.

Jungkook looks amused while he sips from his glass of juice.

"That eager, I see" Taehyung internally roll his eyes, that's what his all customer assume smugly.

"We will get to it later, don't worry. By the way how long are you working as a prostitute?" Jungkook said again sitting on the chair and looking at him intently.

"Why are you asking all of this anyway? Aren't you wasting your time" Taehyung spoke instead, getting a bit creep out by the sudden questions from the stranger, well kind of.

Jungkook looks away while his tongue digs deep on the inside of his inner cheek, in irritation and he closes his eyes. He's easily pissed when not getting his way and that was not a good sign at the moment.

Control Jeon...don't lose your temper...It's fine...he's an exception..

Despite his continues trial to calm himself, his dark pissed eyes gave away and he played with the glass, circling the liquid inside it by rolling the glass while gazing at Taehyung.

"You know what, Taehyung .." Jungkook spoke as he stands up and walked closer to the male sitting on the bed and grab his hand, harshly pulling him up to stand on his feet.

Taehyung gasp at the sudden sharpness as his body collided with a buff and strong male chest and he stares at the dark eyes of the latter which made him gulped.

"I hate...hate when people ignore my words and spit out their own confusions when they should be answering my question," Jungkook says, voice so deep and husky that it made Taehyung shiver in fear.

"Just because I am trying to be nice here doesn't mean I will keep tolerating your attitude. This was the second time you ignored me and make sure it would be the last time or the outcomes won't be great because I don't like to repeat myself, is that clear?"

Taehyung wants to refuse and argue to the male towering over him with his angry scowl but he can't do this, his mouth is sealed because of his compulsion, he's in no place to talk back.

He nodded timidly and look down muttering. "Sorry, sir"

"Good" Jungkook bought his face up by gently grabbing his chin with his finger and thumb and look into the eyes of the male that had his whole body shook in its core and had him distracted from his everyday work.

"Don't make me mad and we can spend this night smoothly, hm" Jungkook spoke lowly, hand going up from his chin to the cheeks that he wanted to touch from the day he saw him at the park while going to his office.

His rough fingers rub into the smooth cheek in a way that it looks like he's caressing it which had Taehyung's heart fasten in speed.

Jungkook's curious eyes raking all over his face, slowly taking in all the beauty of his features and even his flaws that had him stepping closer so he could look more closely.

The finger by their own went a bit upwards and flicked the hairs that were covering Taehyung's eyes away from it, revealing his thick eyebrows and a clear vision of his pretty doe eyes, they were a pretty shade of brown. Jungkook couldn't stop himself from drowning into those mysterious eyes that had a large thick wall to hide the true emotions behind it.

"Now answer my question"

Taehyung sighs and mumbled, getting hypnotized by the way the young mystery male was looking at him and his fingers trialling on his face with a careful touch opposite to the way he acted before.

"Almost three years"

Jungkook hummed. "That long? What was the reason for you to choose this because a person like you doesn't seem to be interested in this kind of work" he asked, head tilting to the side while his thumb rubs the bone of Taehyung's cheek and his eyes caught something just beside the side of his nose and under his left eyes.

A small red mark peeking from where it was attempted to cover it and his finger gently trail at it.

It was obvious Taehyung was wearing makeup and that fact doesn't sit well with the mafia's liking.

It means the natural beauty and every imperfection of his were hidden and that bothered Jungkook more than he wanted.

Taehyung gulped but his face went blank and he let out his reply with much deepness in his voice to not seem like a weakling for the other to control him.

"That's my personal matter which I am not comfortable in sharing to any of my customers. Please respect my privacy."

Jungkook gaze at him for a minute and nodded in understanding. He doesn't want to pressure the male nor he wants to make him uncomfortable. That's the last thing he prefers.

Jungkook's thumb kept rubbing his cheek when he reaches for Taehyung's hand, holding it carefully and pulling it closer to his lips and kissed his knuckles softly.

Taehyung's eyes visibly widen and he tried to back away from the strange gesture but Jungkook holds his waist and pull him closer to his body.

"W-What are you d-doing?" Taehyung stammered, looking at him baffled and pull his hand back from the weird male's hold.

Jungkook frowned.

Doesn't he like it? Was I harsh once again? He doesn't look pleased at all like it says in the video! Fuck Jeon he looks uncomfortable!

Jungkook gritted his teeth, the videos he saw for hours says that it is a gentle gesture that made the person you want to court or impress feels good and it's attractive.

Then why the hell Taehyung looks shocked by it. He will kill those actors for saying wrong things that are not true at all.

Jungkook backed away immediately as to not make Taehyung more edgy and restless.

He sighs deeply and turns his back on him and dig his clenched fist in his pants pocket.

"Go to the bathroom and get changed into what I prepare for you" his voice was once again deep and cold, no hint of gentleness when he glances back at him slightly.

"And remove that makeup off of your face and wherever you had applied it. I don't like it" Taehyung nodded at first but bites his lips at the second order.

"But si－" he tried to protest at the makeup part since he doesn't want to reveal those pathetic bruises on his body and face. The other will be gross-out and might cancel the night.

"Do as I say, you want your pay or not?" Jungkook roared, eyes squinting which made Taehyung immediately shut up and nodded.

He bowed and quickly walk towards the bathroom door, sighing and hoping for the night and time to go quickly so he can leave from there.

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So Taekook met, I seriously feel bad for Jungkook, my poor baby is so lost kekeke~

Hope it wasn't boring and you liked this chapter ♡

Love you 💜

~bunnies~