Jin closed the car door, stepping away from Hyunseok's expensive black vehicle to walk towards a large building made of glass.

"Damn, this is the building he owns? I'm ready to be a sugar baby for this old man, then."

His jaw hung open, surprised at how rich the building looked, up until his brother shut it for him while patting his back.

"Actually, he's not old. I found his social media on my way to pick you up, and let me just say: He's a whole daddy." His brother was now intrigued by Hyunseok's words, and desired to know more information about who Kim Namjoon really was.

More specifically, what he looked like. So, Hyunseok handed him over his cell phone to Jin so that the man could get a closer glimpse of who his boss was going to be.

"THAT'S HIM!?"

"Shh, not so loud!" Hyunseok endured his brother's screaming for the next five seconds as he attempted to take his phone back, yet the other wouldn't dare return his device without seeing all of the details on Namjoon's face.

"This is our boss?! He's hot..."

"Alright, give me back my phone before you drool on it." Hyunseok joked, closing Jin's jaw once again.

"What are we standing around for? Let's get in right now!" His twin excitedly exclaimed, dragging Hyunseok towards the exit of the underground parking lot they were in.

"Not so fast, bromeo! First I have something to discuss with you." The other spoke, reeling his brother back towards the car.

Jin stood up straight, waiting patiently for his brother to speak.

"The thing is... I kind of have to pose as a photographer. Namjoon doesn't know that I'm a secret agent, so that's why I have to take being a rich, professional photographer."

"You did WHAT?" Jin's reaction was just as his brother imagined it would be, so the man was unfazed by the way he was being physically injured by Jin's yelling, which was causing a disruption to eardrums.

"Do you realize the danger you've put us into, Hyunseok! Wait- what am I saying "We" for? You got your own self into this mess, so good luck getting yourself out of it. " Jin smiled, walking away, until his brother nearly choked him by jerking the male back by his collar.

"Are you TRYING to kill me?" He coughed, holding his neck collar.

"I'm trying to save you, you ungrateful sperm racer." Hyunseok joked.

"We all know that I saved our asses with that race. How else would we have developed these handsome JIN-netics? Huh? HAH, get it? Genetic? JIN-netics? H-hey, wait for me!" Jin was left running after his brother, breathlessly.

"Who's the winner of the race now, huh?"

"You... Got.... A head... start!" The other said, hyperventilating.

"That's not the only "head" I'm going to get." Hyunseok winked.

"What are you talking about? We're just here for a job interview, aren't we?"

Jin's question made his brother crack a mocking laughter that made him feel stupid for even asking in the first place.

"Oh, Seokie, we're not here for just a simple interview or a crappy mission be my boss wants me to conplete." Feeling lied to, Jin was now offended and skeptical about trusting Hyunseok.

"What exactly did we come here for, Hyunseok." He folded his arms, giving his brother a death stare.

"Yes, this is a mission my boss assigned me to do, however, I'm adding a twist to it." The other furrowed his eyebrows, narrow his head down at Hyunseok.

"...A twist? What type of twist? Just tell me what the hell we're doing here, Hyunseok."

His brother inhaled shortly before replying.

"Kim Namjoon, the richest man in Korea. A very handsome man, holding an immense amount of power in his hands. Do you know what this means, Seokjin?"

"He can afford red bottoms?" Jin made his brother laugh.

"He can afford ANY bottom. Even you." Hyunseok winked.

"I'm not going to complete any shitty mission just so my boss can air his ballsack off with the amount of cash that WE will be receiving." He had a point: If he's able to expose Namjoon, once the mission is over, Hyunseok and Seokjin's hard work will be invested in Hyunseok's boss.

The man is very stingy when it comes to money, and will most likely pay Hyunseok half of what he worked for, and Jin might not even get a single dollar.

Now being aware of this, Seokjin agreed to do anything Hyunseok had in mind, without questioning if it'll get them in trouble or not.

"Alright, anything else I have to know before proceeding with this mission?" He asked.

"Yes. Since I am a professional photographer, my name is Mr. H, and you're my model. My boss printed out these fake documents for me to use as bait for Kim Namjoon to view.
If he likes what he sees, then he'll hire us. If not, then it'll be up to us to convince him."

Jin took in all of the information he needed to know. When he had fully understood everything, he and Hyunseok walked directly into Namjoon's office.

"Wow! This is literal GOLD." He whisper-screamed at his twin, who was mesmerized at the amount of gold around the black marble walls in the building.

"Don't touch anything, don't talk to any strangers, and don't leave my side. Got it?" He practically threatened Jin into not leaving him, fearing that the boy might ruin their mission by spreading any information on it to anybody around the office.

Especially Namjoon.

"Yes, Dad." Jin whined, acting like a child.

"Let's go, you big goofball." He wrapped his arm around Jin, laughing with him as they headed to an elevator.

"Hyunseok, look!"

"WHAT? What is it?" His brother went spy mode, suspecting someone was watching them.

Jin just pointed at the details within the elevator.

"It's shiny. So shiny! I. Must. Touch!" He gently ran his hands up and down the elevator, feeling someone tap on his shoulder.

"Hey, let's make a bet. Whoever seduces him first, wins double the cash." Hyunseok raised an eyebrow at Seokjin, teasing him.

"It's a deal. But don't come home crying when I have that sugar daddy in my hands by the end of the day. Remember, I'm experienced. You're still a virgin." He teased back, hitting his brother where it hurts the most: His virginity.

"You know very well that I'm saving my virginity for someone special!"

"And how do you suppose you'll win Namjoon over when you've never had a rod up your ass before. Huh?" Jin continued to tease his brother, and the man became frustrated
to a point in which he spoke out loud without realizing the elevator was about to open.

"There are ways to have sex without putting it in!!" A man who was right in front of the twins heard everything Hyunseok shouted.

Hyunseok's light pigmentation changed to a dark tint of red, spotted directly on his cheeks, increasing by the minute.

Jin felt himself heat up as well, only the heat travelled somewhere other than his face.

"I agree with you. There's so many ways to have intercourse without penetration." The guy sighed.

"Well, see you boys around!" He waved at the twins as the elevator doors closed.

Hyunseok and Jin resisted the temptation to laugh, keeping their very serious and professional attitude on while making it to Namjoon's office for their first interview.

When they knocked on the door, a man shouted "Come in!" and before entering the room
he was in, Jin stopped to give Hyunseok a smirk.

"He'll be coming in my-" Jin heard a loud echo in his hallow head when it was slapped by Hyunseok's hand.

He quietly giggled to himself while following behind his brother, not knowing that he was about to face one of the most handsome faces he's ever seen in all of the men he's encountered.

"Welcome." An adorable eye smile traced the man's face. He was wearing a black blazer which gave out a fresh scent of cologne.

Unlike the men at the strip club who reek of alcohol and cigars, this man had a delicious fragrance which made Jin want to nuzzle his head in the crook of the man's neck the entire night.

His fantasies only grew when he saw the man's hands.

"Damn, daddy. What can those hands do?" He munched on his bottom lip, trying hard not to drool over the man while he spoke with Hyunseok.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Kim. I'm Kim Hyunseok, and this is my brother, Kim Seokjin." He bowed his head as the younger man turned to face Jin.

Expecting his brother to do the same, Hyunseok trusted him enough to speak for himself
and to be as confident as he was.

But what he wasn't expecting, was for the man to bang his head against Namjoon's desk, after bowing a little bit too fast. He raised his head up so fast, he nearly got whiplash.

Embarrassed, he continuously apologized at Namjoon.

"I- I'm terribly sorry, sir. Please forgive my bad manners." His stomach tensed up, let's crossed inwards, and the fear he felt of Mister Jang was being repeated with Namjoon.

He was prepared for him to be yelled at until his ears were blown up.

But while both he and Hyunseok expected Namjoon to slam his hands on his desk and shout out "GET OUT!" , became the complete opposite.

Jin's eyes were shut tightly, he held the sides of the chair he was sitting on when he felt a hand touch his temples.

"Where did you hurt yourself, Seokjin." Namjoon asked, softly massaging Jin's head.

"I'm alright, Mr. Kim." He lied and Namjoon knew it. As if he was a mind reader, the man
knew Jin was in pain.

His desk wasn't made out of wood, it was made out of a thick layer of marble, which was
much more firm than any regular table.

He grabbed a cup he had filled with ice and ever so gently pressed it down on Jin's head.

"This will help ease the pain and prevent any further bruising. I'm sorry my table caused
you a head injury." As the man bend over to get a closer look at Jin's head, Jin was able to nuzzle his face directly into his black blazer, taking in his addictive scent of the cologne he had on, letting his imagination run wild.

Luckily, his fantasy never got far as the man had pulled away from him when he handed him over a small pack of ice he keeps in his cooler, which contains beer and alcoholic beverages of all sorts.

"Thank you so much." Jin's smile captivated the man, making him smile back.

"Now, please tell me about yourself. How long have you been working as a model for your brother?" The smile Jin had on his face vanished, turning into worry.

He's been a stripper nearly all his life.

He has no clue what to even answer, and the way Hyunseok was staring at him wasn't helping him at all.

As he parted his lips, he hoped that the words which were about to come out of his mouth wouldn't ruin Hyunseok's mission by saying a practical lie.

"One year ago, sir. We began one year ago..."

Each second Namjoon wouldn't respond became deadly to Jin.

"Seokjin. Hyunseok." The twins responded with a nod.

"Congratulations to the both of you on your new job. You're hired." Their new boss spoke.

The office was filled with repeated thank you's as the twins continuously thanked the man for accepting them.

"When can we start working with you, sir?" Hyunseok asked.

"Tomorrow morning at 6:00 A.M., sharp. Here are your name tags."

The boys were confused.

"Wait... Why are you giving us name tags?" Hyunseok asked, believing with all his might that he was right and that Namjoon just had a misunderstanding with their professions.

"Because starting tomorrow, you'll become my personal photographer and he will be a secretary." Namjoon announced, leaving Jin speechless.

"A SECRETARY? Wait, shouldn't he be a-" Hyunseok's head was now smacked by Jin, enabling him from speaking any further.

"A secretary is perfect for me, Mr. Kim! I'll be here first thing in the morning." Jin smiled.

"Then it's settled. See you first thing in the morning, guys." Namjoon escorted them all the way to the elevator.

When the doors opened, the guy that Jin and Hyunseok had encountered before was face to face with them once again.

"Hey, weren't you the handsome man that was talking about sex in the elevator before?"

Jin and Hyunseok froze.

"Please be dreaming, please be dreaming! This cannot be happening in front of my new BOSS."

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