"So, what's the plan?"

Taehyung turned to Jungkook ever so slightly, but quickly looked ahead to keep his eye on the road. "No clue."

They were currently on their way to some big nightclub in downton Busan where Mark Tuan supposedly was going to be, dealing something with an American drug lord. This place was a lot more polished than that nightclub they went to to find Jimin. They had to look rich.

So, they did. Silk shirts, tight pants, fur coat, the lot. Taehyung looked so handsome, but Jungkook tried not to think about that too much.

Okay, here's the thing. Jungkook kinda hasn't been able to stop thinking about Taehyung since the night before, when he stood up for him in front of Namjoon. No one ever does that for Jungkook. He'd always been rejected and told to 'go to his room' and stop bothering the older boys.

And Jungkook couldn't do anything. It's not like the boys were a year or two older! Namjoon was ten years older than Jungkook, and Hoseok and Yoongi were eight years older. Jungkook was always treated like a baby, like a fragile little doll. So, he inevitably became one. It's really not his fault.

"What do you mean? We're just gonna waltz in there and look for this Mark guy?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung snickered.

"Pretty much. Listen, we might get more information and follow it up tomorrow. I know how to do this. Relax. There's gong to be tons of people in there, so we won't look suspicious." Taehyung said, and Jungkook huffed.

At least they're not searching to kill someone this time.

Jungkook and Taehyung finally reached the club (where a valet took their car) and then entered. Taehyung was right, the club was full. It was actually owned by the Wang family, so they used some made up ID's.

"Why's my name Rebecca Lee? That's not a guy's name!" Jungkook scoffed, taking a look at his fake ID. Taehyung chuckled, fixing his jacket and looking around.

"Hey, it could be." Taehyung said, and Jungkook pursed his lips. The two walked over to the bar, where some people were seated. Everything was so fancy, Jungkook felt a little nervous and out of place.

Funny thing is, he's seen some of these people at parties at their home. But they probably don't know who he is (probably because he was never allowed to leave his room during these parties).

"One Old Fashioned." Taehyung said to the bartender, who nodded and then started whirring some drinks around. Taehyung turned to Jungkook, who was looking around.

"And you, Kook?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook blinked in confusion.

"Huh? Oh- nothing. I-I don't drink alcohol." Jungkook said, and Taehyung chuckled.

"Really? I started drinking when I was 14. Hm." Taehyung said, and Jungkook shrugged.

"Dunno. It tastes funny. And-and sometimes the boys get drunk and they get really scary." Jungkook said in a small voice, and Taehyung let out a soft smile.

"You're cute," Taehyung said, tickling his fingers under Jungkook's chin, and then turning back to the bartender. Jungkook felt his cheeks tint, and bit down onto his bottom lip to suppress his smile.

Suddenly, a man walked to the bartender. He was tall, slender, blonde hair slicked back and a tattoo that Jungkook had seen before on the side of his cheek. He was handsome, really. His eyes were dark, looking around the room quite cautiously.

The man leant to the bartender and exchanged some words quietly, and then the bartender looked around and said something back, and the man nodded and then walked off. Before walking off, he looked at Taehyung and Jungkook, but then continued walking.

"Is that-" Jungkook started, but Taehyung put his hand on Jungkook's waist and nodded, turning to look at the man walk off.

"Mark Tuan. Yup. He's going to a room in the back. Let's follow him." Taehyung said, and Jungkook nodded.

The two of them followed Mark from a distance, seeing him looking around and walk to the back of the club, which had a small hallway. He walked down the hallway, but then stopped, turning a little.

Taehyung and Jungkook stopped, and Taehyung suddenly pulled Jungkook really close to him. "Pretend we're doing something," Taehyung whispered into his ear, and Jungkook gulped.

He hummed in acknowledgement, placing his hands on Taehyung's shoulders. Taehyung had his hands firmly on Jungkook's waist, pretending to whisper something into his ear, when he was really just watching where Mark was going.

"Okay, he doesn't see us. Let's go." Taehyung said, moving away from Jungkook, who felt a little flustered, but nodded quickly.

The two nfollowed him through the dim lit hallway, and then saw him enter a room. It was an open room, with a bunch of red sofas and women in thongs and bralettes dancing around stripper poles. Clearly it was a secret room for VIP guests only.

"There, look. He's talking to that man in the blue suit." Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook peered over Taehyung's shoulder.

Jungkook saw Mark talking to someone, who was much older, sitting on a sofa surrounded by women. Jungkook suddenly gripped Taehyung's arm.

They watched as Mark said something to him, and the man's expression change to anger. He snapped at Mark, but the boys couldn't make out what he was saying. They watched as Mark looked pissed and snapped something back, his eyebrows strung together in anger.

"He looks angry," Jungkook said, a little loudly.

Mark suddenly snapped his head towards the sound, looking out the door into the hallway, where Jungkook and Taehyung were.

"Fuck," Taehyung let out, when they saw Mark step away from the guy and walk towards the door.

Taehyung suddenly grabbed Jungkook by the waist and pressed him against the wall. "Fuck, okay, just follow my lead," Taehyung hissed. Jungkook looked confused, but nodded.

His eyes widened when Taehyung leaned in and pressed their lips together. Jungkook gasped into his lips, but then realized what Taehyung was doing, and cupped his face. Taehyung's grip on his wait tightened, their lips firmly moving against one another.

Taehyung opened his eyes slightly, and saw how Mark looked outside, realized it's just some two kids making out, and then walked back into the room, ignoring them.

Once he was gone, Taehyung pulled away from Jungkook. Both were breathing heavily, Taehyung looking around cautiously. Jungkook's cheeks were red, his eyes widened.

Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's hand and then dragged him out of the hallway, wiping his lips against the back of his hand.

"T-Tae," Jungkook let out when Taehyung stopped. Taehyung turned to him, cocking his eyebrow.

"Yeah?"

"What-what did- you- why- why did you- um- y- y'know, like, you-"

"Kiss you? Sorry- I- um- didn't know what else to do to make it look unsuspicious, y'know? It's not a big deal." Taehyung mumbled, and Jungkook nodded, feeling a little hesitant.

Why? Because Taehyung was a fucking god. The way he moved his lips and gripped his waist, wow. Jungkook felt like getting down on his knees for him. His lips were soft, plump, yet rough, a hint of ash. Fuck, Jungkook felt tipsy, even though he was sober.

They walked out of the club, the crisp air hitting their skin.

"What are you going to tell Namjoon?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung looked at him.

"We are going to tell Namjoon that this Mark guy clearly said something to this drug-lord to piss him off. I'm guessing it was for some drug shipment. But, dunno. Might have to go talk to this drug-lord dude next." Taehyung said, and Jungkook almost smiled a little at the 'we'.

Inclusion. That's truly all he ever wanted. He never felt it living in his own home, but did outside a nightclub with a man he'd known for a little over a week.

"That Mark guy looked kind of pissed. Handsome, too." Jungkook said, as the two walked to the parking lot. Taehyung snickered.

"You thought he was handsome?" Taehyung asked, and Jungkook looked at him, noticing the way he was snickering.

"Yeah. Didn't you?"

"I've seen better." Taehyung mumbled, when they finally reached their car.

Suddenly, the back door of the club opened, which led to the parking lot. Taehyung and Jungkook widened their eyes, seeing familiar blonde hair and a blue suit.

Taehyung instantly grabbed Jungkook and pressed him against the front of the car. Taehyung looked at Jungkook with hesitation.

"Is someone there?" A gruff voice asked, and Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's arms.

"Kiss me," Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung's jaw slacked, but he leaned forward and pressed their lips together again.

Their lips moved roughly against one another, almost a sense of urgency and fear.

"Just some stupid kids. Anyways, Tuan. If I don't get the money by Friday, you're dead meat." The man in the blue suit said, thinking that Jungkook and Taehyung couldn't listen or didn't care.

Jungkook felt Taehyung nibble on his bottom lip, and couldn't help but let out a soft whimper.

"Please, Mr. Williams, at least think about our offer. No one else would be willing to give you more than what we are offering." Mark said, and the other man scoffed.

Jungkook felt Taehyung's tongue swipe across his bottom lip, and Jungkook ruffled his fingers into Taehyung's hair.

"Bullshit. I can get double the money from any local mafia. I thought better of Wang. Didn't come all the way to South Korea to be disappointed, now did I?" The man snapped, and then they heard a sigh and footsteps.

Jungkook opened his eyes a little and saw Mark had disappeared back into the club, and the man in the blue suit in a car driven by a driver.

Jungkook pulled away, breathing heavily. He looked at Taehyung, who looked a little dazed.

"Did you hear that? If we just find out what amount Wang is offering, we could get my dad to offer more, and then-" Jungkook started, but Taehyung suddenly grabbed Jungkook's hips close and began kissing him again.

Jungkook squeaked in surprise into his lips, feeling his tongue press into his mouth. Jungkook allowed him to enter his tongue, just going along because that's what Taehyung told him, to follow his lead.

Jungkook accidentally let his nails run down the back of Taehyung's neck, which made Taehyung growl into his mouth ever so lightly, and then pull away.

Jungkook blinked his big doe eyes, lips parted a little. "W-what was that?" Jungkook squeaked out, and saw Taehyung gulp a little.

"Um- I-I thought I saw someone. Just in case- the- um- other guy saw us. D-didn't wanna be suspicious, y'know?" Taehyung stammered, chuckling softly, before leaving Jungkook leaning against the hood of the car and walking quickly to the driver's seat.

Jungkook traced his finger over his lip, which was damp and bitten, and probably red. The warmth on his cheeks were heavy, along with the warmth in his stomach.

(Ps: Jungkook couldn't help but notice that there was no one around them for Taehyung to have seen. Interesting.)

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