"Jungguk, my office now." My head jerks up from my computer, watching as Jaebum walks away, into his large office with the glass window on the door. I sigh, standing, walking towards the office with my head held high, despite the other officers staring at me judgmentally. I walk into the office, shutting the door behind me.
"Sir, I'm sorry for letting our lead get away, I swear it won't-"
"This is not about that," Jaebum interrupts. I fall silent, before sitting in one of the black leather chairs Jaebum motioned to across from his large wooden desk. The older stands, walking over to a large, grey, filing cabinet, taking out two pale yellow files. He tosses one of them on the table in front of me, sitting back down in his Black swivel chair. "I have a case for you." I narrow my eyes at the file tab, grinding my teeth.
'BTS,' I think, opening the file. BTS was part of the Seoul underground mafia, the largest gang in Seoul and one of the gangs starting to get marked in history. They control the most territory, clubs, drug supply, and even have branches in other parts of South Korea and links in other countries. They have killed more cops and civilians then can be counted, and are hard to enter. I thumb through the file, already knowing most of the information.
"What's my job?" I asked, shutting the file.
"Jeon Jungkook, 19. Originally from Busan in a gang called Got7, but was arrested and transported to Seoul where you escaped." Jaebum explains, moving the second file to me. It explained my entire cover, everything I'm supposed to be. I look up at Jaebum, fire in my eyes.
"I'll do it."
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I pay the taxi driver, getting out in front of the biggest club in Seoul; Bultaoreune. Also happened to be run by one of the main 6 members of BTS. I walk over to the long line, getting in it. As I slowly moved up, I ran over the last day in my head. They deleted my original police file from the systems, putting in a criminal file of my cover, with fake cases so I looked like a legit criminal from Busan. I looked down at myself, making sure I looked like a normal 21-year-old, to get the bouncer to let me in. I was wearing black leather jeans, a white designed t-shirt, black sweater, black boots, 2 gold earrings, and my hair parted.
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I approached the bouncer at the front, holding up my fake ID, making sure to relax slightly, trying to avoid my police stance. The bouncer looked at me and the card, and I almost gulp, afraid he wouldn't let me in. He nods to me, handing back my ID before opening the door. I am taken aback by the music and the heat as I enter the building. I had been to clubs before, but they had been smaller, not as busy. This...was madness. (AN: ...Madness? THIS. IS. SPARTA.) I could feel the sweat and movement of the bodies on the dance floor as I passed it, heading to the bar. I had to at least attempt to belong here. I got some random drink I knew I wasn't going to drink anyway, before walking towards one of the small balcony-like floors. I leaned against the railing, before taking a sip of the brown drink. I hissed as the unfamiliar burning liquid went down my throat, before focusing on my mission. According to sources, 4 of the 6 were here; Jimin, Jhope, V, and Suga. I'd probably get best of luck with Jhope, but I'd rather know where everyone was first. I scanned the bar area, looking for anyone from the files. I sigh in relief when I spot Jhope laughing carelessly with Jimin, who was bartending. I make a mental note of what they were wearing, before lifting my head to look on the other side of the dance floor. I ignore the girls in their slutty clothing, turning my attention to the boys. I recognize a head of lilac blonde hair, and when his face comes into view, I instantly know who it is; V. While some of the other males were dressed manly, V was a bit more feminine. He was wearing knee-high black boots and white shorts that showed of his thick thighs, along with a cut up black shirt that showed hints and teases of lightly tanned skin. He walked around a pole on a raised platform in one of the smaller balconies, where only about 10 people could fit. He dropped down, letting some of the men and women around him put some dollars in his back pocket, before standing up, blowing kisses. I quickly look away, not wanting to lose focus. I look up towards the VIP Area, where only certain people were allowed, and spot our last person. His pale skin flowing against his black clothing and the neon lights-along with his mint green hair-Suga almost looked like a ghost. He was staring down at someone and I turned to see who it was. Jhope was looking up, tilting his head before adjusting his sleeve, shaking the opposite arm out. I look back up at Suga who stretches slightly, rolling his wrist which was decorated with a silver watch, before leaning back against the railing, scratching his temple then tugging at his ear. Turning back, I watch as Jhope tugs his earlobe in response, before saying something to Jimin, then disappearing out the side door that led out to an alley he usually did deals and met recruits in.
'They must have a secret code..." I think to myself, watching as Suga walks away from the balcony, out of sight. I take another sip of my drink, before setting it on a nearby table, adjusting my sweater. I go down the steps, and out the front, before turning into the alley Jhope went into. I slowly walk back, trying not to make any noise, keeping a hand close to my sweater pocket, where I kept my knife. I near the back, not seeing anything. Suddenly, there was a scuff of a shoe behind me, and I was met with a knife to my throat when I turned around. I grab the attackers wrist, moving it away while putting my knife in the same stance. The attacker blocks similarly, and we both stood there, keeping the other from moving their arms. My eyes finally adjusted, and who stood before me was Jhope, a mischievous grin on his face.
"You're not from around here..." Jhope says, pushing me back. I quickly move into a defensive posture, ready to attack.
"You could say that."
"I know you're not here for merchandise or supplies. Why are you here, and why are you following me?" Jhope goes into an offense posture, and I keep an eye on his movements, waiting for him to strike.
"I'm not sure I can trust you with that information," I reply, as Jhope attacks again. I quickly dodge, keeping my calm.
"I'll just have to cut it out of you then!" Jhope starts attacking, giving me barely a second to react and regain posture. "You're quick!"
"Maybe I have some experience," I fire back. I hiss in pain as he clips my wrist, a little trickle of blood going into my sweater sleeve. I start forcing Jhope back, somehow leaving a small cut on his ear. Jhope stumbles, and I take that moment to kick him against the wall, knocking the knife from his hand. I pin him, immobilizing his arms and legs, my knife held at his throat.
"Karate?"
"Taekwondo."
"Ah." Jhope nods. "I'm impressed, you had me disarmed earlier than expected," Jhope says, smiling. "Now that I have no weapon, and pose no threat, mind telling me wae you're here?" I scowl, stepping backward, but keeping at a ready position, knife in held up pointing back towards my forearm, my arm by my chest ready to shank if Jhope got closer.
"You know damn well that you have other weapons." Jhope nods, putting his hands up as if saying 'You Win'. He picks up his knife, putting it in his back pocket. I put mine in my back pocket as well, but keep my one hand near my hip just in case. "But I want to join BTS and heard you were the guy to come to." Jhope laughs, his bright smile lighting up the dim alleyway.
"Thought so, you have the physical structure of a fighter and quick reflexes, so you'd make a perfect recruit." Jhope motions for me to follow him, opening the alley door. We return to the inside of the club, Jhope leading me to a back stairwell. I silently follow, stepping onto the VIP balcony. I looked around, tensing from being surrounded by many I have arrested, and those who the force has been trying to collect. I had to resist the urge to arrest them all on the spot since I was deeply outnumbered and had no way to contact backup. And of course, risking this high-level mission.
"Stay," Jhope commands, and I stop in my tracks. Jhope walks close to where I had seen Suga, who was now sitting in one of the multiple leather chairs near the bars of the balcony. Jhope says a few things, Suga sipping on a green bottle; probably Soju. Suga flicks his wrist slightly, and Jhope returns to where I stood. "Suga will see you now. Be careful, make a good impression." Jhope smiles brightly, leading me over before disappearing into thin air. Suga scans me, his eyes unreadable. He motions to the seat next to him, and I quietly sit down.
"Jhope said you wanted to join," Suga says, his voice rough, almost like he was grumpy.
"Yes sir," I say, taking the more polite routine.
"Name, Age, Position, Background." My eyes widened, not expecting the older to get to the point like that. He watched me carefully, sending fear driven chills down my spine.
"Jeon Jungkook. 19. I'm originally from a new gang called Got7, was a messenger, fighter, did deliveries. The gang got me caught on purpose, and I was being transferred here to Seoul before I escaped. I found the underground and figured out where to find the best gang in Seoul." I say, trying to keep my story quick to avoid annoying the elder. Suga nodded, draining his bottle before waving to some girls off to the side, 2 of them coming over with new bottles of soju.
"You're very skilled, according to Jhope. You seem like a good recruit." He took one of the bottles of Soju from one of the girls, who bowed and walked away with a wave of his hand. He motions the other one over to me, and I take the bottle out of the girl's hand, sending her a small smile. Before I got to open the bottle, I feel weight across my lap, seeing the girl had swung a leg across it. I meet her seducing look with one of anger, a low growl in my throat. The girl instantly backs off, disappearing like the first girl. I look over at Suga, shocked at the smirk on his face.
"I like you already," Suga says, and I rub a hand on the back of my neck, smiling slightly. He took my cover. Suga looks away, taking a sip of his newly opened drink. "I'll send someone for you after the club closes in an hour. You'll find Jhope where you entered at the base of the stairwell." I stand, bowing 90 degrees to the elder.
"Thank you, sir-"
"Suga." I look down at him in surprise, but he continues to not look at me. "Call me Suga."
"Thank you...Suga." I bow again, walking away towards the stairwell. I walked down the steps sighing in relief. Little did I know what was behind me, where I once was.
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Third Person P.O.V
Suga covered his mouth with his hand as the younger left, blinking quickly as his eyes started to water.
"Welcome back...Dongseong..."
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Back to Jungkook P.O.V.
I opened the door to the base of the stairs, walking out, looking around. Suddenly an arm wraps around my shoulder, and I turn to look at who it was. I was met with Jhope bright smile.
"Jungkook-ah! I'm guessing you passed?" I nod, smiling slightly. Suddenly, it dropped from my face and I narrowed my eyes.
"How do you know my name?" I ask, and Jhope just laughs.
"Not important! C'mon, I have people to show you!" Jhope pulled me through the crowd, giving me no time to respond. I licked my lips, trying to figure out how he knew. The older pulled me over to the bar where Jimin was drying a glass, his red hair styled up. "Jimin! A drink please~" Jhope glanced over at me and I shook my head, saying I didn't want anything.
"Coming right up, Hobi!" Jimin says, a smile making his eyes disappear. He takes the freshly dried glass, filling it with light brown liquid from the tap. He sets it in front of Jhope, putting the towel on his shoulder before turning to me. "Who's this? New recruit?" Jhope nods, taking a gulp from the glass.
"Jeon Jungkook. 19. So you're his hyung." Jimin claps, fist pumping the air.
"Yes! A new maknae! He's still bigger than me though..." Jimin pouts cutely, and I smile slightly as Jhope reaches over, ruffling his hair.
"Aww, it's okay Jiminneeeee. Anyway," He turns towards me. "Jimin here is the best bartender ever." Jimin winks at me, smirking.
"You know it! Raise by the best!" I blush slightly at the wink, not being used to it. "Aegyoooooooo!" Jimin squeals and Jhope rolls his eyes.
"Yeah yeah, whatever. I have to show him V now." Jhope quickly pulls me away from the bar, barely giving me a chance to wave by to Jimin. He drags me by my wrist through the dance floor, over to where the hookers were. He hopped up the steps to where V originally was, but the boy was nowhere to be seen. "Oh yeah, he has a show tonight," Jhope says quietly to himself, dragging me again. I huff, sick of being lugged around by the elder. Jhope lets go once we arrive at a large stage area. There were several chairs and standing tables in front of it, many people had gathered around the area. Jhope leans against one of the tables where you just stand, taking another gulp from his drink. Suddenly the curtains are pulled back, the stage dark. "It's starting~" I look up, expecting to see V, instead there were 4 girls, appearing in the upstage center, who I recognized to be BlackPink.
"BlackPink?" I question, looking over at Jhope as a song I guess was called Boombayah started playing. Jhope nods.
"Didn't you know? They are a new gang, actually branched off ours." I hum, turning back to the stage. Jhope and I sit in silence, watching the girls before Jhope suddenly gasps. "Shit I'm with V!" He sets his glass on the table, suddenly in a panic. "Stay here!" He runs off, disappearing into the crowd before I could even process what was going on. I blink, before shrugging, looming back at the stage, trying to think of what other criminals could be hidden right under the forces nose.
Soon, Blackpink was done, and the curtain fell again. Jhope had still not returned. I was starting to get bored, drumming my fingers on the table. The curtains pull back again, a red light shining on the stage. I look up, recognizing the music to be JoKwon's animal. A deep voice mixes with that of the original recording, actually sounding really good. I gasp as the chair turns, revealing a dressed up V, covered in feathers and tight pants, along with 20 cm spiked heels. I lock eyes with him on stage, and I gulped as he winked. I watched in awe at the performance, forgetting completely my surroundings-very uncop of me. Suddenly a familiar shadow appears behind V, and V drops low, revealing Jhope, who started rapping.
"Oh yeah, Jhope and Suga are underground rappers," I think to myself, as Jhope's skilled, but short solo comes to an end, V appearing again. I zone out again, and soon, the curtain falls. I blink, before looking over at Jhopes drink, taking a few gulps of the nasty liquid; not like he would notice right. I tap my fingers on the table, trying to figure out what the heck was wrong with me when a bouncer walked over to me.
"Jeon Jungkook?" He asks, and I nod. "Follow me." I slowly follow the guy to a doorway a few meters from the stage that read, "Authorized Personnel Only." He motions for me to step inside, and I do. Inside was bright white lights, mirrors, makeup, outfits. A girl-or guys-dreamland.
"Jungkook!" I turn my head, spotting Jhope, waving, having changed back into his normal clothing with a bottle of water in his left hand. I walk over to him, smiling.
"Nice job, Jhope-shii. That was awesome." Jhope beamed, taking a sip of his water.
"Thanks!" He looked at me, tilting his head slightly. "I wanted to introduce you to V." I turn my head as a hand goes on my shoulder. There was V, also in his original attire, scanning me up and down.
"Where'd you pick up this cutie?" V says, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
"He fought me in the alley. Said he wanted to join and Suga let him."
"I believe it. After all, do you see this jawline?" He runs a hand across my jaw and down my neck, before resting a hand on my chest. I became aware just how close the older was, a hint of strawberry sneaking up my nose. I blush slightly, gulping, trying to look anywhere but those chocolate brown, seductive eyes.
"C'mon V, you're scaring him." V giggles, a sweet sound, before backing up. He steals the water from Jhopes left hand, taking a sip. "You can go wander for a bit, Jungkook. You don't have to stick by me," Jhope suggested, and I nod.
"Bye, kookie~~ Hope I can play with you soon~~," V says, winking. I feel my face flush before I quickly ran from the room. I found a secluded table to the side and sat down, breathing deeply, trying to get myself together.
"45 more minutes, Jungguk, that's all," I say quietly to myself, pulling out my phone. I sat back, relaxing as I played a racing game.
Before I knew it, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jump slightly, looking at the same bouncer from before.
"Suga wants you now. Follow me." I got up, scanning the now almost empty club. I followed the man to some of the empty private rooms, I stopped when he opened the door. I walk inside, barely able to see anything from the dim, neon pink lights. They probably needed to be changed. I take a few steps inside when the door shuts, raising an eyebrow in confusion. Suddenly, pain explodes through the back of my head, the force causing me to drop to my knees. I looked around, my vision blurry as I felt the back of my neck become wet. Once my vision focuses, I look up to see Suga standing in front of me, his face blank, arms crossed. Even then, the world swam before my eyes, his form not solid. V comes into view from the side, a black baseball bat over his one shoulder, a smirk on his face. He leans down, his whisper echoing in my head as I passed out.
"Goodnight~"
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