(ENG)(BTS/JINCENTRIC) INNOCENCE
Chapter 10
Noticing Kim Namjoon at the door, Min Yoongi chuckled mischievously and pecked Seokjin on the cheek while the guy was still overwhelmed by the "unbelievable" price quotation. Jin was startled by his gesture. The raging intention to give the smiling asshole in front of him a big punch was soon be disturbed as he heard Yoongi's whisper.
"If you hit me, I'll raise the price."
Jin stiffened and slammed his hand on the table. He decided to ignore the fucking owner for his own sake. Min Yoongi smiled brightly at his reaction before turning a provoking gaze to Namjoon.
"Dumbass, you ruined my moment."
The detective fleered and walked over to the chair next to Seokjin.
-"Sorry for the interruption, but Mr. Kim isn't here to show off you guys' intimacy, right?"- Namjoon looked at Jin with sarcasm.
Jin knew what Kim Namjoon meant, and his words were about to engulf him in rage. Feeling the atmosphere was getting tenser, the mint-haired guy quickly asked Kim Namjoon what to drink and then ran off to make it. Kim Seokjin tried to take a deep breath and silently counted from one to ten to calm his emotions. When his anger subsided a bit, he spoke.
-"Kim Taehyung wants me to be his secretary, but the reason he gives is not clear. I need more information about this person."
-"Wow, isn't it interesting? It's just a few days, but the newly appointed general manager has already hit on you. I guess you can build your own harem already. Your charm is no joke. " - Kim Namjoon continued the sarcastic expression just now.
Jin held his anger and took a sip of his cocktail. Then, he leaned over to put his arm around Kim Namjoon's shoulder and pull him closer to himself like the way Park Jimin did to him this morning in the elevator. A seducing smile blossomed on his cherry-like lips.
"Oh, thank you for your compliment... and in fact, I don't mind if Mr. Detective here joins that harem."
Kim Namjoon stared blankly at the man who kept shining even in the dim and weak light. The slightly slanted big brown eyes, the full and wet lips with a hint of Margarita cocktail made him wallow in lure for a moment.
Jin glanced to the side to see Min Yoongi, who was smiling mischievously with a glass of red wine in his hand. Jin gracefully took the wine glass from the owner and brought it to the detective's lips. Kim Namjoon woke up when he felt the coldness and hardness of the glass against his lips. He flustered, immediately pushed Jin's hand away, and cleared his throat. Soonly, the usual seriousness returned on the detective's face.
"Um...So what are you going to do?"
Jin smirked and leaned back in his seat.
-"Dunno yet. I need more information about him. On the surface, he is on Mrs. Park's side. I'm sure Mrs. Park must hate me so much that she can't wait to tear me in pieces. That's why his offer is shady "- Jin repeated the habit of shaking his cocktail glass.
-"I don't think Park Jimin is fine with Kim Taehyung's offer."
-"He told me to reject it."
-"Oh, what a lovebird"- Namjoon sipped his wine and laughed-"Okay, I'll send you information about Kim Taehyung no later than tomorrow night. However, I'm not guaranteed to find anything more because he was mostly abroad."
-"One more thing."- Jin stopped shaking the glass, looked at Kim Namjoon, and slowly asked: "Have you found any trace of the culprit who murdered Park Yerin?"
-"Not yet."
Jin put on a faint smile, got up from the chair, and walked towards the bar to pay the bill. Before leaving, he looked at Yoongi with an allusive smile.
-"It's expensive, but I hope it's worthy."
-"Of course," Yoongi replied with a wink.
Kim Namjoon frowned at the two of them. Suddenly, he felt like something was getting out of his control.
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When Kim Seokjin got home, Jungkook was sitting on the sofa, hugging his pillow. It looked like he had been waiting for him all night. He went to ask the boy if he had eaten. Jungkook said he had dinner already and even saved some food since he was afraid Jin was too busy to eat. Seokjin's eyes stung as he looked at the food neatly placed on the table.
"So weird to have someone wait for me," Jin thought to himself.
He stroked the boy's hair and told him to sleep, but Jungkook asked him to finish his meal first. Two of them pulled each other into the kitchen to warm up the food, then quickly finished the bowl of leftover rice.
Laughter somehow eased the frustrations Jin endured throughout the day and then put him into a dreamless, peaceful sleep.
Staring at the sleeping flatmate, Jungkook smirked slyly.
-"What a gull."
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