Guess who's back from the dead!

Author's POV

Eyes close to bursting out, Jin nearly choked on his own spit when the 'birthday boy' urged his husband to try the supposedly delicious appetisers. What on earth was even going on?!

Flabbergasted, Jin silently notified his team about the incident while the host was speaking oh so loudly.

"Guys... unusual activity took place. 'A' has taken his supply while remaining in straight eye contact with me, even making his partner consume it. It looked like he was aware of something." His voice was nonchalant, but if you paid close attention, you could barely hear the shock.

It didn't take seconds before a written reply popped up from his screen. "Not a good sign."

"What do I do then?" It was becoming harder to mask his frustration and that's why Namjoon gave him a gentle squeeze on the shoulders. Silently saying, 'Calm the fuck down before you blow our cover.'

"I wouldn't recommend you get out of there, but you need to A.S.A.P. before the auction ends. Best if you leave first, Jul. Second course being served in 2 minutes sharp," Yoongi's voice muttered through both of their earpieces.

The said male looked at his partner, getting a nod as a response. It didn't take long before the room was once again bustling with waiters replacing everyone's plates with another course. It was already the second part of the auction out of the four.

With a gentle smile, he slid his chair backwards as his hand gently caressed his lover's back. "Excuse me, I'll be right back from the washroom."

Namjoon's gaze clashed with his, a natural grin following after him. "Don't be long." He whispered only for it to be audible to the taller.

The hidden wink hadn't gone unnoticed by the silent agent as he excused himself away to finish what he started. Blending with the crowd of hustling waiters in black, he dashed his way right in the direction of the bathroom, which would conviniently lead him towards the golden location.

Right as he took a step in the empty marbled corridor, his footsteps echoed out loud for a while. That was until there was an opening to another open corridor that had the grand garden on its right side, illuminating the bright rays of the lone moon that overtook the dim lights on the corridor walls.

His eyes scanned over the camera activities of his surroundings. "Agust, manipulate cameras in 30 secs; I'm entering the Aussichtsturm building."

"The cameras will be manipulated one by one, giving you time by each dead spot." With a small ok, Jin continued dashing through the hallways in the same profile he was in.

But as soon as he turned the corner, he looked nothing like Allesseio Bianchi. He was now in the natural form of Kim Seokjin, a face that no one would either suspect or know. A form that was created with the sole purpose of abomination.

Jin checked the map, displaying exactly how far he was from the location. "Come on, Julian, you've got this." To his shock, he heard Jinyoung's voice muttering through his earpiece.

With a last glance at the status of the security system and guard activity, he finally decided to sneak through the secluded and highly protected building. The building of Versteckte Heiligtum.

As he ghostly dashed through the mystical foyer, he ensured that his steps were as muffled as the squealing of an ant and his breaths as shallow as a transparent lake. With every two steps he took, his eyes helplessly wandered off to the security circuit, wanting to relieve his unusually panicked soul even more while questioning why he was so much more alert than his usual self for this particular mission. Perhaps because it was his first one after oh so long.

"Umm, Jul, unusual activity in security; I think one of the guards is heading back to your location." Jinyoung's voice this time transferred the words. The said man nearly tripped on his own steps, his heart now at the same pace as his steps before; nevertheless, his expression remained unbothered.

"Copy," as soon as the whisper left his mouth, he could already catch the echoes of knocking leather shoes against the Italian Marble from the turn in front of him, making it sound much more horrendous. Jin's eyes snapped in every direction, scanning for even the tiniest places he could cover himself. But the corridor was all walls from all sides. As long as an infinite abyss, Jin couldn't spot any turns in the further distance from his naked eyes, regardless of knowing there was one. In spite of that, even if he sprinted towards the turn, it would not only alert the guard but also ruin the entire plan.

"Behind you, Julian." His thought process was cut off when he heard his partner's voice. His eyes instantly widened as his body was mindlessly pulled towards the right side wall with the enforced tug on his suit collar. Both his arms forced themselves to be stamped upon the wall, trapping the person underneath. And before he could even contemplate further, soft yet harsh fingers abruptly made their way into his hair, before he felt a pair of steaming hot lips clasped onto his in a desperate manner.

In his 30+ years of life span, nothing had made Jin's hands tremble in such a way, nothing had ever made his spines this chilly, and certainly, nothing had ever made his heart run in the manner it was now. His green eyes were wide open, finally seeing his real face—the astonishing beauty of the man who had his eyes shut with a pleasant expression on his face. No matter how much he denied both verbally and internally about the other man's form, somewhere deep inside he did occasionally agree, the man was extraordinary in the most unique way.

Seokjin's ears picked up the footsteps, closing the corner, but for the most unknown reasons, his body didn't pay attention to that. Instead, it dwelled into the warm cherry test sipping inside his mouth. He felt his neck being wrapped around with long arms, bringing his body to press further against Namjoon's. Throughout his whole time, it was only Namjoon kissing, practically living his life-long dream. However, Jin was still confused about the entire thing; he knew the other man was doing this, but his biggest question was, Why didn't he mind this?

Jin's subtle trembling made Namjoon lightly smirk against his lips. And that small action didn't go unnoticed by the other agent. Instead, right before the guard could finally spot them, he parted from Namjoon, took a small gasp of air, before shoving his face back onto his. With not a single clue what kind of lust-filled monster took control of his mind, he tilted his own head in order to deepen the kiss but also cover them from the new presence a bit further away. Not once in his life has his sanity betrayed him in such ways. To seem more legitimate, he lifted the devil's thigh by digging his nails into the luscious meaty leg and wrapped it by his own waist. His tongue, now uncontrollable, plunged its way into the sweet carven of the prey.

Namjoon's own heart sprinted a marathon; behind his closed eyelids, his eyes held tiny hearts inside. If he didn't control himself by remembering that they were on a mission, he would be fiercely grinding against the man who was doing miracles inside his mouth. But the fact that they were caught by a stranger and being seen doing such unholy actions only triggered his erotica.

The new figure's lips parted, his eyes furrowed, and his first instinct was to quickly look away. It was his job to keep people away from this corridor. But he WAS aware that all of the guests in this event were A-list celebrities and people who could get him fired from his only job in a snap. On the contrary, it's not like they had any other motive. He assumed that they would be too distracted to cause any harm at the property except perhaps making the walls and floors mildly unpleasant.

So with a perplexed expression and trying his best to pretend that he didn't see anything, he sped his way right out of the building, even forgetting why he came in the first place.

With the obstacle out of the way, Namjoon's eyes gradually revealed themselves. He made sure that the guard was away from them before realising that they were still making out. This time he was the one with perplexity. The fact that Jin was the one still pushing himself against the devil. He couldn't be more delighted.

'I suppose the spells of the devil can't be avoided by even the coldest of souls.'

Unwillingly, his lips stopped responding before he lightly pushed Jin. The said man was still dazed as he simply bored his eyes animalistically into his, but soon all of that stopped. As if broken out of the heavy spell, the agent snapped back into reality; his eyes fluttered a few times, and he might have stumbled a bit as well. His gaze fell upon the floor as he was trying to zone back into his sane consciousness while also trying to understand what kind of entity took upon him and his body.

Seeing such a troubled state of Jin, Namjoon really wished that perhaps one day this man would kiss him willingly. Without having to rely on some pathetic trick.

"Julian?" he murmured with a concerned look on his face. The said male's head snapped back up as he fixed his composure, his face now stoic once again.

"What did you do?" He asked, but the many questions that he had in his head were interrupted.

Victor's voice crackled with a mix of shock and surprise over the earpiece. "Well, that's one way to divert attention. Good job, you two."

Jin rolled his eyes, while Namjoon swiped his thumps at the edge of his lips to get the smeared lipstick away from his face. "Thank you; we'll inform you before entering the room." The devil replied before looking right at his partner with a cheeky smile.

"That was the best professional kiss I've ever had," the words followed by the wink.

"Shut up" Jin hissed coldy before he rushed his way towards the sacred door with a chuckling Namjoon behind him.

Right after dashing for, what seemed like a mile, the door was right after the first turn they took in an eternity. The door was like a humongous art piece in itself. Its height reached the near ceiling, towering in a terrifying manner over whoever decided to enter. The material that consumed it was made out of dark mahogany wood, professionally polished with high skills. The door held craftful carvings that stood out in the Korean-German fusion, the designs mastered to such perfection that traditional artists would be ashamed.

Namjoon gulped at the sight, because behind this captivating artistry was held the most ominous of things that he had a feeling, would not only change their client's life but also their own.

"Entering the room," Jin announced.

"Copy," Yoongi received from the other line this time.

He turned the golden handle, revealing a space adorned with art, rare artefacts, and subtle ambient lighting. The room was shadowy and cold inside, holding such weird energy along with a million secrets about the interior of the palace. It was the like; the palace had all of its darkness stored in one place, and this was it. Like burnt amber, the room smelled smoky, posh, and luxurious.

Upon stepping inside the room, Jin's eyebrows furrowed subconsciously. The room reminded him of something. Something from long, long ago. Something memorable and significant. Everything, from the way objects were placed to the lighting, reminded him of his childhood. Specifically, his parent's home. No matter how much he pushed his brain to remember something specific in a short amount of time, nothing of the specificity entered his head. Thus, with nothing to vain, he decided to continue focusing on his job. Damn, he was so distracted today.

"Try looking to the east of where you are currently standing." Yoongi's voice came through once again.

Namjoon looked in that direction and spotted a large sculpture in the corner of the room, blending perfectly well with the darkness of the room, but couldn't go unnoticed to observant eyes like Namjoon's.

"Julian, perhaps behind that sculpture?"

Jin looked over to the direction Namjoon was pointing at, following him to said direction. But as he took a last step off the expensive rug, he felt a subtle bump on it. He might have mistakenly felt something, but there was nothing wrong with checking, right?

"Wait over here," he bent down to ground level, behind running his hands over a certain carpeted area. Namjoon turned around to see the male on such a level, making him go to him and observe his hand over the carpet.

Jin's hand stopped its movement right as it felt the similar bump. He glanced at Namjoon, who instantly understood what to do. So the other carefully lifted the corner of the carpet enough to finally see a small black rectangle.

"Found it." It was all the entire team had to hear.

"Perfect timing; all the courses have been served and the auction is coming to an end. The cake will arrive in exactly 5 minutes from now. You know the plan; follow it well. See on the other side, Julian and Levi." Agust left it at that.

The two other agents finally got up with the USB key, and Namjoon made sure to securely keep it inside the small plastic bag before putting it in his most hidden pocket.

However, something still didn't settle well with Jin. If the key held some important information, no person with a sane mind would hide it in such a place.

It was clear that this mission held more to itself than seemed to the eye.

"You good?" Jin's train of thoughts was interrupted again. "You're really distracted today."

The man glanced up at the other; for some reason he could actually look at him for a second without any hatred. "No, just thinking."

Namjoon's lips parted; Jin had never replied to any of his consoling questions until today. Did the kiss do actual magic, which even he couldn't control?

"Gentlemen, be ready at your positions; Big Boss is about to go off in exactly 1 minute."

That's exactly when the two agents' breaths heightened once again. 

OoOOooF We got a kiss secenenene bitchessssss!!!!!!! BOUT. DAMN. TIME!!!

OK YES I KNOW YOU'RE ALL MAD AT ME FOR DISSAPEARING INTO THIN AIR FOR MONTHS! And I'm deeply sorry about that- Really. Unfortunately I can't promise that I'll start uploading regularly since my writer's block keeps creeping behind me like a stalker EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. 

But I'll try :3 And from now on, I'll try interacting more aswell, cuz my introverted ass wants to meet MORE PEOPLE AND MAKE FRIENDS!!! >_< 

And since I absolutely hate how shitty the first chapters of the book sound, I'll be editing a lot of things! Many things related to the plot may change as well, so pls try to re-read some chapters!

From now I'll be decorating this book even more (my achievements *wink wink). So do expect useless chapters more often ^^

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