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When the boy is out of sight, V brushes his cousin's hands off of his collar and straightens the suit with a furious expression on his face.

"Don't say shit V when you don't know anything" his cousin growls with a low voice, probably trying to sound somewhat threatening. V lets out an amused chuckle and shrugges his shoulders with a playful grin on his face.

"I didn't know you were one of those people dear cousin" the man answers, totally ignoring the other's words. Namjoon's face covers in confusion for a second, before he sends an annoyed look at the man and furrows his eyebrows.

"What the heck do you mean?" he asks harshly and V can't help but cringe at the childish tone in his voice. Was this man really the feared businessman who had always something up his sleeve? What had taken over him to act like this in public and that, for a boy slut who was barely an adult?

"Those who fool around with some sluts and even when the slut is a boy" V snarls and Namjoon seems irritated. A pleased smirk takes over the man's drop dead gorgeous features, when he notices the frustration in his cousin's eyes.

"Hah, don't act like you don't 'fool around with sluts' cousin, and what the heck does it matter if my partner is a boy?" V's smirk drops and his expression darkens seemingly. Namjoon would never admit it out loud, but V was one of a scary looking man with those dark eyes and tightened jaw of his.

V can feel how his wife takes a firm hold of his arm and he doesn't do anything of course because they are in public, but he licks the inside of his cheek in annoy.

"W-what the hell are you talking about?! My husband would never cheat on me with some cheap slut!" the woman screams and V feels like pulling out of her grip and say that she is nothing but one of those herself.

To his own luck, Namjoon doesn't say anything but he clicks his tongue and glances at V, seeming to have found some new confidence from somewhere. Just a second ago he seemed like he was afraid of the man in front of him.

"Don't you think it's a bit disgusting to be inside another male cousin? It is, if you ask me" V says and his face scrunches up with disgust. His wife seems to be very agreeing when she makes a gagging noise and Namjoon seems to get nausea from the sound too.

"No V, it's actually way better than with any woman. You know they are so much tighter and their moaning doesn't sound like some ugly pig is losing it's life" Namjoon snarls back and the woman's jaw drops to the floor.

As much as V wouldn't want to admit, the last point was pretty much true, I mean by the woman part. He was actually feeling very satisfied by the fact that his wife had heard that comment and now her face was showing pure hurt.

Well, that still doesn't make two men fucking any less disgusting to him. It just doesn't make any sense. Why would anyone rather fuck a boy when there were plenty of good looking women around. What makes this partner of Namjoon's so special that the man would rather fuck him than all the women who were throwing themselves on him? Was he really that good in bed?

"Bye then cousin, recommend you to switch your slut to a boy one time and it won't be the last, I promise" Namjoon says cockily while sending a playful wink at the other's wife who had a hard time remaining her calmness. V lets a smirk take over his features before answering.

"Yeah, maybe that child from earlier would do an impression"

Namjoon's eyes twist dangerously and soon he is holding on V's collar again.

"Don't you fucking dare to put your dirty hands on Jungkook you filthy bastard" he growls with dangerously calm and low voice. His breath hits V's face as he is so close and the other man brushes his hands off of him harshly again.

Like V would ever do that. Well, Namjoon doesn't need to know that as it seems to trigger him so much. V judt winks at his cousin before gripping his wife's wrist and dragging her upstairs to finally get her new clothes as the dress is still dirty.

"Shut the fuck up Jisoo! Do you really think I would fuck a dude?!" V growls for the tenth time today. It's really starting to get in his nerves that his wife can't just shut her mouth up for once. Ever since last night's events, the woman hasn't stopped talking about the boy who screwed her precious dress.

To be fair, the man himself had been thinking about him too when they had gotten back home from the bar, but then he just decided to forget about his teary filled eyes because he probably will never even see him again.

And why the fuck should he even care? It's not his business and the young boy had deserved it by his own decisions. Why was he a slut if he couldn't take critic?

"But your cousin said you fool around whit slu-"

"Just shut up for once!" V finally shouts and both of them are happy that they were in a car right now, rather than in public. Jisoo flinches slightly from the shout, but eventually doesn't utter a word during the car drive anymore and V had finally space to his own thoughts.

It has been quiet for about five minutes when V's phone starts going off and he answers it with a groan after reading the caller ID.

"What now mr.Hong?"

"....."

"WHAT?! How the heck can you lose the evidence?!! The court session is in a month fucking idiot!!"

"....."

"Doesn't matter! If you don't find the fucking file in ten, we are all done for!"

"....."

"NO EXCUSES JUST FIND THE FUCKING EVIDENCE BEFORE I'M THERE!!"

Jisoo can tell by the sudness of the call ending that V didn't even wait for another response from the other end of the line before hunging up with fuming anger.

This was the reason his husband was always so busy and stressed. He took his job so seriously.. as he should when being a prosecutor of course. But his life was all about work work and work. Shortly and simply said he is a workaholic.

Jisoo really felt the need to comfort his husband in some kind of way and she held her breath when she finally decided to try and place a hand on his thigh.

She's beyond surprised when she doesn't feel a hand brush her own away or a deadly stare from the man beside her and she lets a tiny smile take over her features.

V acts like he doesn't even notice, or maybe he actually doesn't but at least he didn't scold her wife this time. Jisoo's day had just gotten ten times better.

"I'm taking you to the mall and then going to work" her husband's stern voice states after few minutes of silence. Jisoo lets out a sigh. Of course this would happen, like always, but still she somehow hoped it wouldn't everytime.

"Weren't we supposed to go together? We haven't been on a date for two years Tae" Jisoo asks, knowing it's no use. V doesn't even glance at his wife because he knows too that his wife already knows the answer to that.

"Work will always be my number one priority and we are having a very important case right now. You know it's about dad's company and I just have to win this case or his dozens years of work is gonna be vanished" V says calmily and Jisoo just bits her lip lightly and nods sharply. Of course he knew that, no one around her has lately spoken about anything but the court case his husband is dealing with nowadays.

"I'll be very busy for the next month and may not be able to be home much" V continues and Jisoo bits her lip harder to the point where it can start bleeding at any minute. V glances at his wife and lets out a sigh.

"We are here" he says and Jisoo nods again and opens the car door. However, before she can stand up from his seat, V takes a hold of her wrist and she turns to look at her husband eith furrowed eyes and surprised expression.

"I'm sorry Jisoo" his husband says quietly and her facial expression softens immediately. It was very rare of her husband to apologize and especially for work issues. She looks at his eyes and flashes a smile, shaking her head slowly.

"It's okay Tae, I know you are busy and that your job is really important to you. I understand if you don't get to be home much, I trust you" she says with a hint of sadness in her voice. V can't help but internally roll his eyes at the last sentence. He knows what Jisoo is referring to...fucking Namjoon and his big mouth.

"yeah... have fun shopping" V says and pulls his hand back to himself, leaving Jisoo's hand free to move. Jisoo flashes him an another smile before exiting the car and waing to is husband as he sprints away. With one last sigh she smiles and starts to walk towards the entrace of the huge mall in front of her.

"You still didn't find the evidence?!" V growls at his assistant and the poor man is just abke to nod and stare at the ground with guilty eyes.

"I-I'm so sorry sir it-it just disappeared",

"disappeared?! How can a file just disappear mr.Hong?!" V howls and takes a threatening step towards the older man who takes a step back hurriedly, still not daring to meet the prosecutor's angry eyes.

"I-I don't know sir, i-it was on the table just an hour ago, I promise" he stutters and lowers his head even more so the other wouldn't be able to see his horrified expression.

"Am I a joke to you mr.Hong?!" V shouts, the anger taking over him when the man just goes on with spilling nonsense. This time the man lifts his head up in shovk and panick and is met with V's red face and eyes that could kill.

"N-NO SIR! Of course not! I-I'm sorry, we'll check the cameras again, maybe we missed something" the man says and prays in his mind that he won't be found dead from the back of the building tomorrow. V was known to be very strict and careful with everything and that was why he was so good at his job.

He was claimed to be one of the very best prosecutors in the whole South Korea and he had never lost any cases do far, in his five years long career. The man was extemely good looking, but his aura and attitude was the reason many people feared him more than adored. Of course his work mates absolutely respects him, but they couldn't help but hide their faces everytime the attractive young prosecutor walked on the hallways of the office they all worked in.

"You do that and make sure to handle me the file tomorrow morning or you better come to work ready to sign the resignation papers" the prosecutor growls and finally turns around to go in his office.

"Remember, tomorrow morning before ten a.m" he says, stopping and turning towards the poor assistant again, before disappearing behind the corner and marching to his office.

V sits down on the big leather chair behind the dark brown wooden desk and groans in annoyance. His eyes lock on the profile paper on the table and he slams his fist against the man's face displayed on the paper.

Jeon Byuk

▪️born in 1976

▪️divorced
▪️two sons
▪️CEO of M.W.L company
▪️suspected of plagiarism of CYP company

V would win this case against Jeon Kyun-jae, he had to no matter what.

Jjk

Jungkook wakes up with a yawn and throbbing head. He doesn't have any idea why his head is suddenly aching so badly when he didn't even get to drink yesterday night. Right.

A groan leaves his mouth as he remembers the event from last night and all he wants to do is fall back on the bed and close his eyes. Well, he does have school today and he wouldn't want to test what would happen if his mom found out he had skipped school.

The boy stands up from his bed and straches his arms with another yawn, he then starts to walk towards the bathroom for a quick shower and you know, the basic stuff you do in toilets at mornings.

When he's ready with the same old and boring morning routine of his, he pulls on some clothes and rushes downstairs to grap something to eat before leaving to school.

(Jungkook's outfit. Also, the edit is beautiful, look at the knees🤤😳)

He takes a quick glance at the clock on the kitchen wall and widens his eyes in surprise.

Had he really taken that long in the shower? Shit.

With an apple in hand and a backpack thrown over his shoulder he takes a one last glance at the clock and runs out of the door. Five minutes before the first class starts and he is so gonna be late.

The boy runs as fast ad he can and he sends a quick thanks to god in the heaven for his athletic self and good running skills. In just three minutes the boy has reached his destination, but he can't really have a break to breath before he has to sprint again.

His first class happens to be arts and that's fucking ironic, because the class room is like opposite side of the whole building and on the third floor. Fucking awesome.

"Jungkook!" the said boy hears to be shouted and he doesn't know if he should feel happy or sad hearing the familiar voice calling his name. Not having the energy to think he just turns around and smiles as brightly as he possibly can.

"Hey Jimin" he answers with his sweet voice and the said boy hurries over to him. Jimin graps his hand and starts pulling the younger along with him, speed walking towards the arts class room.

"Come on, we are gonna be late and mrs.Kim wouldn't be that happy about it", the older says and soon they are in front of the class room already. Jungkook lets out a huge breath of air when he notices that the teacher hasn't arrived yet.

Suddenly the younger feels a new tug at his arm and he just lets the older drag him to the back of the room and to a table in the last row. He smiles at his best friend again and collapses on the chair with a sigh.

"How the heck do I always manage to be in time when it's always so close?" Jungkook asks while panting softly and Jimin just sends him a smirk.

"Well, some time you won't be in time" the older says with the same annoying shit eating grin on his face. Jungkook scoffs and hits him in the cest playfully.

"Oh shut up!" Just then mrs.Kim steps inside the loud class room and everyone seems to quiet down and go to their own seats. Jimin glances at the younger and shows him a finger heart.. the annoying smirk still presentable on his face.

Jungkook rolls his eyes but can't hide the smile that fights to spread over his bunny-like features. Jimin lets out a giggle too and that's when the teacher decides to start the class with her annoying voice beaming in the quiet room. Everything seems to be annoying today.