Jungkook abruptly opened a door to find his father leaned on the edge of a table while caressing his forehead in a meeting area in their family mansion and Daejung was sitting at the table with bandaged arm and bruised face.

"What on earth happened?" Jungkook questioned as soon as he walked in. "Where is Andrew?"

"I've sent him home. Mr. Jeon, I don't know anything, I don't know who they were" Daejung tried to explain.

"Your people have lost it to some people they don't even know, neither they can recognize them " Jungkook's father sarcastically broke in while getting near Jungkook. "And you are here smelling like a pathetic careless alcoholic"

"Taehyung got a hangover at my home, I had to carry him to the guest room..."

"Jungkook! This thing is more important that what Taehyung did!" His father started yelling, cutting him off. "There is no date mentioned in it! Do you want to go to jail?!" His father poked Jungkook's forehead harshly as he scolded him.

"We can't let that thing out or you will get arrested! Because you are the CEO of Jeon Luna now!" With that his father walked out of the room while slamming the door shut and Jungkook just looked up at Daejung with a glare.

"M-Mr. Jeon, this all happened at the street next to your mansion..." Daejung tried to explain.

"The Wacko Street?" Jungkook questioned at the speed of light which made Daejung to just look at him. "I heard that name from a friend, why are looking at me like this?"

"My apologies, actually, only it's customers call that street by that so..."

"Then how do you know about it yourself?" Jungkook questioned cutting him off being defensive all of the sudden. "Actually, I don't care, tell me about the pens!"

"It all happened so quick, they thought the briefcase would have money because they were looking like some cheap street lifters. Things would've never gone that far if Andrew wouldn't have made them suspicious by trying to run away while hitting one of them. I can't remember anybody's faces as we were in a quit perplexed situation but..."

"But what?!"

"But that hooker boy in red, I couldn't forget his face, he was really eye catching, he had blonde hair" Jungkook's eyes started wandering around at Daejung's statement. "and... I can't tell more of it like this but I will surely recognize him. He has that one pen. The last time we saw it... he was holding it and telling those street lifters to not fight anymore as there was no money"

"Really eye catching?" Jungkook raised his eyebrow at him and he nodded abruptly.

"Was he wearing red over his lips too?" Jungkook questioned.

"Yes" Daejung confirmed.

"And red glitter under his eyes? Was he having a black coat with him?" Jungkook questioned ahead one by one with keen eyes. "And red sparling choker?"

"I don't know about the eye glitter thing but he had a black coat and what's a choker?" Daejung asked. "Cable?"

Though, Jungkook was too spaced out to reply, he kept walking back and forth while scratching his chin slightly. "Get out" Jungkook uttured while stopping his walk near the table. "I said, get out!" Jungkook shouted while throwing a chair away.

"And a choker isn't a cable! It's a piece of jewelry to surround neck!" Jungkook yelled when Daejung quickly paced away to get out of the room but Jungkook grabbed him by the collar.

"And... don't even dare to tell this all about that blonde hooker to my father or anybody else"

"Well, It's not a part of my job even if you have a sexual liaison with that hooker to know this much about him already" Daejung mumbled being stuffed at his place. "It's not my concern to notice..."

"I'm not even talking about it! I'm talking about not telling anybody that he has the pen, I don't want him to get into trouble because of my father. And speaking of my sexual liaison with him..." Jungkook paused with a smirk as he tightened his hold on Daejung's collar. "I'm not famous by the name of Gargoyle for nothing" Jungkook added and he just gulped.

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The Next Morning. At Jungkook's company, Jungkook's driver pulled up his car and his watchman opened the door of his car.

As soon as Jungkook stepped of his car in a black suit with black dress shirt, looking quite sober and his usual self, Jihyun standing near escalator inside the building, started running up the moving staircase with a hitched breath.

He rushed to Jungkook's office and opened the door to find four more boys around in formal suits, with a huge lego dinosaur being constructed over Jungkook's office desk and a lego truck was sitting over Jungkook's CEO chair.

"Gargoyle is coming!" Jihyun yelled in a real rush at his cousins, making the whole room room to panic, cleaning their soda cans and organizing Jungkook's table and files was everyone's first task.

"Oh fuck! We were about to complete this dinosaur... couldn't he take another day off. I thought he was sick" Another guy complained, looking around Jihyun's age while picking up his dinosaur to run out of the room but ended up bumping into somebody.

He looked up slowly to find Jungkook with his hands stuffed in his pants' pockets casually with an expressionless face. Jungkook just extended his hand out, demanding the dinosaur.

"Oh... Jungkook Hyung, how is your health now? I thought you were sick" The guys added instead while hugging the lego dinosaur close.

"Give it to me, Jaemin" Jungkook said with a smile, really politely and Jaemin handed over the dinosaur to Jungkook while believing his smile.

Everyone was busy in their work until a huge lego dinosaur was found striking down from the seventh floor in the middle of the company's ground floor lounge harshly and broke into million tiny pieces, making everyone to pause their work with gasps and look up to find Jungkook standing with an expressionless face, holding the silver railings of the short glass fencing of the floor.

"So, you are trying to say that you tried to track whoever did this to your family and offer him whatever money he asked for in exchange of those pens" Suga asked while leaning onto the railing beside Jungkook.

"Yes and I almost got them. I'm in the middle of thinking two conditions now" Jungkook replied. "Either, he tricked me and sent his people to take those pens back or, it was a coincidence that those street lifters were deceived by that briefcase's appearance. I don't know if it was a ploy by that whoever mother fucker doing this or not"

"Now what?"

"Daejung told me that... the last person holding those pens were a boy hooker in red"

"So, go and grab him before he realize what is inside of those pens"

"He is actually too dumb to realize anything if, he is who I'm thinking he is" Jungkook stated before chewing the insides of his cheek. "I have to confirm it. Is he really that hooker boy Daejung saw or we are after somebody else...?"

"It's not your headache. Just focus on the release events. Your dad's people will take care of this and will have a visit to him" Suga suggested casually.

"I don't want them or my dad to get him if he is Jimin. Because if they will be able to have a visit to him, how am I be able to have visits to him frequently like I do?" Jungkook asked before breaking into a loud laugh and Suga just keen his eyes at him, dumbfounded.

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"Oh damn, you are looking good" Taehyung complimented Jungkook as soon as he entered his office and found him stuffed in his CEO chair, reading a document all alone wearing a black suit over maroon dress shirt.

"Yeah, I have thought about it so much. I was in the middle of not going to him but then I realized I had his bracelet and..." Jungkook started

"I'm not interested, just pass me the report file" Taehyung quickly broke in with an unamused face.

"I can't have him, it's wrong but... it's weird bcause If I will go to return his bracelet, I won't be able to do that either and if I will somehow manage to do it... " Jungkook sighed while placing his legs over his desk table and Taehyung caressed his forehead. "It's hard, okay? Though, I have decided to stop thinking as nothing happens my way"

"For instance?" Taehyung questioned while crossing his arms over his chest.

"Me being a CEO of my family business, I was so excited at my graduation. Feeling like as if I was born to become one, but then, here I am. Being a CEO of Jeon Luna is a curse as you have to deal with a permanent threat of those pens. Then, my marital life, I thought it would be a beginning of something really beautiful but it was horrifying when I realized, she just married my money not me"

"Since you have seen that beautiful boy roaming around, you have suddenly realized that your wife married your money not you. It will get hard for you be in this relationship if you will keep dragging mistakes out because you want an excuse to cheat your wife and to fuck that boy" Taehyung lost it while leaving his files onto Jungkook's desk.

"Hell yeah, you are so right, Taehyung. I wouldn't have mentioned that brutally. But still, honestly that's what's wrong with me now" Jungkook added with a stunned face as if he wasn't aware of his own self. "Mi-Sun maybe was never meant to be mine, he is..."

"Jungkook, fuck your hooker issues and give me the design report right now" Taehyung demanded.

"I've decided to let it be. Without thinking or expecting anything, I'm going to live the way I'm feeling like to and for now, getting those pens back are the only important thing" Jungkook replied instead and Taehyung just raised his eyebrow at him.

"So, a summary to all of your this bullshit is that you have got a solid reason to visit him again and again" Taehyung replied. "Now pass me the report"

"I don't care what you think about this but I'm just doing this for my family" Jungkook crossed his arms over his chest with an assured smirk.

"Yeah, if you'll get him pregnant, it will be for your family too, AkA heir issues" Taehyung snickered sarcastically.

"Boys can't get pregnant" Jungkook huffed while rolling his eyes.

"I'm not sure but I have heard a few things about it" Taehyung mentioned and Jungkook's office door was knocked, revealing Jaemin with some green lego pieces looking like of that dinosaur.

"How many are they?" Jungkook asked him.

"142" Jaemin boringly replied while leaving them over Jungkook's desk.

"How were they?"

"5000"

"I want all of them" Jungkook ordered.

"But, Hyung, they are too many and are everywhere in the lounge..."

"You are explaining like as if I would care. I'm going to count them after lunch and if they won't be 5000, I'm going to fire you from your dad's department" Jungkook cut off his complain and he just uttured an irritating sigh before stomping out of the office and Jungkook just leaned back with a satisfied smirk, making Taehyung to just hold the bridge of his own nose with a sigh.

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"Jimin-ah!?" Jimin heard his mother while walking into an alley having red and blue lights and sped up while rolling his eyes until she grabbed his arm. "Jimin-ah..." She panted and Jimin just looked at her yellow chicken costume she was wearing.

"What are you even wearing? Have boss really assigned you on this job now? Distributing food brochures?" Jimin questioned while snatching some red food templates from her hands and tossing them on the floor.

"Hey... what did you do?!" His mother complained while collecting them from the floor but left them when Jimin started walking ahead and instead she chose to grab him. "Jimin-ah, I'm really sorry, you know how much I love you... please come back home" She begged.

"Home? It was once my home but now it's your husband's"

"He is really sorry, he was really drunk that night... he couldn't recognize that it was you. He was actually happy that you came back home... please forgive him. You know how he is. Even this name, Jimin, he had chosen it for you when you were born... he loves you like his own child..." She tried to explain and Jimin just noticed a dark bruise over his mother's cheek.

"He hit you. Didn't he?" Jimin asked and she just sniffed while looking away.

"He was just drunk... he lost a huge bet and ended up losing all of our savings, even some of the house stuff" She replied while looking up at Jimin's neck dangling his gold chain. "Jimin-ah... we really need money" She added while playing with her fingers and looking down.

"You married him. He is your problem. I can't do anything for you anymore but I can spare some money after tonight's shift for you. Will it work?" Jimin asked with a pity sigh.

"Actually, your father wanted me to ask you... we were thinking of selling your chain" She stated.

"What?! I haven't got this much beaten up to give this chain like this to somebody like you! Or him!"

"Jimin-ah, we don't even know what's written on it. It's not korean"

"You once told me to take good care of it and now you are pressurizing me to sell it. I worked my body, did whatever it takes to survive but never thought about selling it and now I should do it for your drunk husband. Never" Jimin concluded. "Since, I have opened my eyes it's around my neck and you always used to hid it under my shirt to not let anybody see it... what was that?!" Jimin yelled at her.

"If he won't give the money he lost, they will kill him" She replied instead while caressing Jimin's chain and he snatched it away from her.

"Don't you dare. I don't care about him, neither about you, nor about how expensive this chain is. It is mine and maybe you don't want to say it out loud but it could be probably of my real father" Jimin replied while trying to walk away but she grabbed his hand.

"Fine... fine... forget about it" She nodded while taking out a box of milk from her huge costume pocket. "Here, you have grown so skinny" She stated while making Jimin hold the milk box while caressing Jimin's hair adoringly until she spotted that black fountain pen peeking out from Jimin's red pant's pocket.

"Jimin-ah" She grabbed Jimin soon when he was about to leave again. "Give this to me" she pointed the pen with a gulp and wide eyes.

"Why?"

"Please, just give this to me" She insisted while clutching onto Jimin's coat.

"No. It's mine. What's wrong with you? First you were after my money then you are after this pen. I will give you some money after my shift, for God's sake" Jimin tsked.

"From where did you get this?" She asked instead.

"It's not your concern"

"Try to understand... please, give this to me. I will get another pen for you. Even two of like this" She pleaded and Jimin just frowned upon her way of asking for it.

"What's wrong with you? You are so weird" With that Jimin shoved her hand off his coat while walking away and his mother blocked his way.

"Where is the white one then?" She questioned.

"White one?"

"Yes, where is it?" She grabbed Jimin by the collar of his coat.

"I don't know what you are talking about" Jimin mumbled with wide eyes, dumbfounded.

"Just give this pen to me, please" She almost begged and Jimin just looked down at the pen, though it was so boring, why she was so conern about it? Jimin just made her leave his collar when she tried to take out the pen from Jimin's pocket.

Jimin didn't leave the hold onto the pen neither his mother until her grip was slipped and Jimin was pushed back on the wall but he ended up having the pen and began running away.

"Jimin-ah! Come back! This pen always bring trouble! If you have this, you have to find the white one too! Or this black one will just get you killed!" She yelled at him but Jimin didn't stop while looking at her with a confused face and disappeared in another alley between people.

Jimin passed by the street where Mike attacked those two men last night for that briefcase, he walked casually ahead in his pageant walk while sipping upon his milk box until he catched the glimpse of that silver suitcase still lying open wide in a dark corner.

Jimin stopped as he looked around. He swiftly reached and leaned on the wall above it. Bending down in the speed of light, he picked the briefcase up and started running into whatever way he found suitably empty.

When he was assured that he had ran too far from the club, he placed the suitcase on a nearby trashcan and started checking it. He ended up lifting the inside socket case to reveal another socket case in which a white beautiful fountain pen was tucked neatly.

"What the fuck...?" Jimin uttured while looking around and then at that pen. "Why it's getting so creepy and how could my mother know anything about it?" Jimin talked to himself before taking out the white pen carefully and put it at front with the black one in his other hand.

Soon when the both pens happened to get into each other's contact in Jimin's hands, they started flashing a blue light, enough to lit Jimin's face blue in the dark and Jimin just looked at them with wide eyes.

"What's wrong with you both?" Jimin asked the pens as if they would reply.

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