powerboys | This life is all wrong for you, ddaeng

"Yeah, that'd be cool." Tae grinned and bowed to Yoongi as well, deciding that with Jimin by his side, he could perhaps afford to be a little more daring still. "We need clothes. These are dirty, see?"

Well, they were. Tae pointed out a few spots on his, given he had been bleeding a lot.

"Do I look like I care what you're wearing?" Yoongi was so very glad that Namjoon wasn't here to witness this, it was bad enough that he'd see the results eventually. "Just strip down and give them to the hotel to have them cleaned. No one else is going to see you anyway."

"But we will see each other and I'm so used to Tae looking handsome." Jimin kept his voice playfully seductively and then, with almost little effort, he started to pull his shirt up and over his head. What? He said to strip down and give their clothes to the front desk so he could do that. And flash his budding abs a little. He'd started working out since leaving the hospital and he was hoping to get a better body soon enough.

Sitting there, shirtless and picking flecks of blood from his shirt, he pulled a face.

"This is why you shouldn't wear white, it always gets ruined." Oh well. "I guess me and Tae can just hang out in our boxers or something... bit cold for this time of year though."

Yoongi stared at Jimin until he realised that he had missed his window of showing an angry or disgusted reaction over looking at him too long. He swallowed, because his mouth felt dry, so he finally just shook his head.

"I'll have some clothes sent to you. Whatever." Didn't matter. Totally didn't mean he was giving in to anything. He was just not even going to look in Jimin's direction anymore. "Keep your clothes on, you can change later."

"I like Gucci," Tae supplied helpfully, while flopping down on the bed next to Jimin and kissing his cheek playfully. "You are too sexy, Jiminie."

"...you have two beds," Yoongi just thought he'd point that out. No need for all this cuddling. "Whatever. Are you going to complain about anything else?"

"I know I am." Jimin giggled in a not so innocent way and dropped back, not putting his shirt back on. Look, he knew Yoongi liked the view and why take that away from him when he had done so much for them. Instead, he put his arms behind his head and sprawled out on the bed, nice and seductive, just trying to be casual about it.

"We wanted a double bed."

Well, he asked if he had any more complaints and he couldn't help himself, he beamed up at Yoongi before leaping up, wrapping his arms around Tae in a hug and yanking him back so the other was pretty much in his lap.

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" Seemed worth a shot. He was technically paying. "We could talk and get to know each other."

"I'm not getting to know you, I have a business to run. You are just the world's most annoying hostages." Great, now he was looking at him again. Looking at him and wondering what exactly was going on between Tae and him, as if he cared one way or another. He certainly wasn't supposed to. "Tone down the stripper act or I'll give you single rooms."

With that he just turned and headed out, his men following along, leaving Tae to giggle against Jimin's shoulder.

"Did you see that? He's totally jealous! Jimin, he's so hot for you." This was hilarious. "You should have asked for more things."

"It's funny how they say they don't want to get to know me but they looked in my fucking medical files." Jimin said loud enough that he hoped that Yoongi would hear it. Whether or not they owed him their lives, he still didn't appreciate that. He didn't want anyone thinking he was crazy. He wasn't crazy, it was just a mistake. A lie. He was fine and he would prove it.

Rolling his eyes, he let the grudge die as he turned around and pressed a kiss onto Tae's cheek.

"Boys always go wild for me sooner or later." Something unfortunately rather true. "What should I have asked for? We can make a list and I can ask later."

"Diamonds. And a car. Or two cars. A diamond car!" Tae wrapped his arms around Jimin, laughing again. "I mean, you know how much that stuff we stole alone has to be worth?" He wasn't sure, he just knew it was a lot. "And there was so much more there! Like... I think Min Yoongi has to be one of the richest men in South Korea. He could probably buy you this entire hotel."

He nodded wisely, even if he had no idea what he was talking about, only turning serious again when he looked at Jimin. "I'm sorry they looked into the files. That's nobody's business."

"I don't know if I want a whole hotel but a diamond car sounds like fun." Jimin got up and bounced a few times, using it to bounce across the room and onto the other bed. Oh, also so soft! True luxury. He rolled off it and got up, deciding to explore around the room a bit. Finding the menu, Jimin opened it up and passed it to Tae.

"It's fine, people just don't understand it. They think I'm crazy but I'm not." He turned to Tae, meeting his eyes with a hint of desperation. "You don't think I'm crazy, right? You get it, yeah?"

"You aren't crazy. You are my friend." Which, he knew, wasn't mutually exclusive. "If it helps, Jungkook told me he thinks that I'm the crazy one. I told him that I think he's the cute one." Then Jungkook looked like he wanted to punch him again, but whatever. He looked through the menu, laughing at how many words he didn't even recognise. "I think half of this is in French. I don't even know that this stuff is."

"Stop making Jungkook hurt you. It's ruining your beautiful face." He reached out and gently touched it, eyeing up some of the worse bruising with concern. He sat down next to him and crossed his legs, peering over at the menu. "Let's just order the most expensive three things and eat them all. Oh! And dessert. Let's get every dessert. That won't be waste, I can always eat dessert."

"I feel it gives me character." Tae smiled a bit too wide and then went back to the menu, nodding as he looked at the three most expensive things. "At least one of these is steak. I know I can eat steak." He loved it how Jimin and him tended to be on the same page. Apparently that extended to making use of a mob boss's generosity, which was very good to know. "Anyway. I don't think he's allowed to hit me anymore. He hasn't hit me the last two times I've seen him."

"Because of Namjoon. I don't know why Namjoon likes us but he seems nice. I think we should trust him, he seems like he wants us alive and I like anyone who wants us alive." Jimin had to admit, he was pretty easy to win over. He dialled up the phone and snagged the menu, ordering the three most expensive things and a load of cake before hanging up. "Hehehe, they called me sir." What a weird experience.

"Hi, RM!" Tae waved at Namjoon as soon as he walked in, then remembered his manners and bowed. "It's nice to see you, hyung." He spotted Yoongi stepping in behind Namjoon and whipped around, calling out to Jimin. "Jiminie! Min Yoongi is here!"

Subtle. He turned back around and bowed again, then looked at Namjoon with sparkling eyes. "Can you believe this place? The bathtub is a jacuzzi!" It was kind of insane, in all honesty. "We have a conference room! I was chairman."

"I see you've been making use of all of the facilities then." Even the conference room. Aww, these kids were such dorks. Namjoon kind of liked that. He missed when Jungkook played around like that, these days he was all business and trying to be on the same level as Yoongi. Namjoon would rather go back to playing gangsters than being gangsters.

Jimin came out of the bathroom, still a bit wet from his shower with his pants on and nothing else. He was towelling his hair dry when he stopped and beamed at Yoongi and Namjoon. "Yoongi, Namjoon. It's a pleasure to see you." He bowed respectfully.

"Get dressed properly." Yoongi turned away to look around the room, mostly so he didn't look at Jimin. No way was he doing that while Namjoon was in the room.

"Thank you for the clothes, Min Yoongi, sir, boss!" Tae honestly just wasn't sure how to properly address him. "They're kinda cool." Well, he liked them, but he bet Yoongi could afford better. He didn't have to bet, actually, he had seen how Yoongi and Jungkook dressed. How hard could it be to be a gangster? It definitely seemed to pay well. "Namjoon-hyung, do you like lobster? It's pretty nice."

He could get used to it for sure.

Jimin moved across the room to try and find his shirt, which happened to be where Yoongi had turned off to look. Well, that worked out great. He sheepishly tiptoed around Yoongi, smiling as he snagged his shirt and slipped it on. "All dressed, sir."

Namjoon watched them with vague amusement, not sure what that was about but whatever. Tae was talking to him so he focused up.

"Nah, I hate seafood. I hate all of it. Been trying out the lobster? I don't blame you." He grinned and reached out, playfully tugging on the fabric of the clothes Tae was wearing. "Much better, this look. I like it without the blood."

Yoongi decided to stand his ground, this time just straight up watching as if he had no shame. He hoped that his face didn't actually show any signs of blushing, he could feel the heat rising to his cheeks. This was ridiculous, it wasn't as if he was a virgin or had any reason to feel embarrassed about this. "You play too much, Jimin." He also wasn't stupid.

"Me too," Tae agreed, smiling happily, "I'll avoid Jungkook's fists next time I see him, keep it clean." His face was almost back to not hurting, so he didn't want to break his streak of good luck there. "Did you find all the people I told you about yet? Did you kill them? Can I see your gun? Can I hold it?"

"I like to play." Jimin told him happily as he started to button up his shirt, standing in front of Yoongi with a small little smile. He knew he was being obvious but he didn't care. Yoongi was handsome and he might not horribly beat him after sex so he may just be his best lay ever if he was to even get there. "I spent too long not having any fun. Makes life worth nothing to not play."

Namjoon exhaled and shook his head, giving the kid a small playful push. "Hell no, you're not touching my gun. You'd shoot your damn toe off or something." And he wasn't going to be responsible for that. "We're still looking for the people but we think we know who the rat is. We're about 90% sure. But if it is who we think it is... it's going to get tricky."

The potential rat was pretty tied in with the Dark Dragons. That'd start a war.

"Yeah?" Yoongi looked at him and hated how much he wanted to reach out and touch him. He wondered what his bottom lip might feel like. He wanted to run a finger along that. Maybe nip it, definitely lick it. It was a nice thought and one that might haunt him into his dreams. He shook his head finally, exhaling slowly. "I don't have time to play, kid."

"Can I at least see it? Pleeeease! The only time I've ever seen a gun was when people pointed them at me and then I couldn't really focus. Too scared." He thought for a moment, then pointed at Yoongi. "Min Yoongi scared me the most." If he had to rank them. "It's how I remember that he's scary." Well, he always seemed a little scary, but he was also kind of short and often seemed tired, so it was important to remember. "What makes it so tricky?"

Tae was honestly just curious. He wanted to know how things worked. "Can't you just kill him?"

"Really? That's a shame. I'm fun to play with." Jimin giggled a playful little giggle and shoved Yoongi on the shoulder. Such a bold and playful move, not a way that most would address a mob boss but Jimin sensed that he could do it. He knew that Yoongi was interested and he was probably not going to hurt him. Not yet, anyway. "If you ever change your mind... I don't have a lot going on. We could play!"

Namjoon pulled out his gun and put the safety on, being very careful as he showed Tae from a distance. He even took a few steps back, just to be safe. "It's a glock, pretty standard. I have nicer guns but this one does the job and it's easy to carry. You should ask J-Hope to see his guns some time." His collection was insane.

"And no, we can't just kill him. Unfortunately. It's complicated."

"Don't touch me." It was supposed to be a warning, but Yoongi hated that it came out just a little bit breathy. Of course he really wanted Jimin to touch him, he'd have just hoped he was better at hiding it. He sighed in frustration with himself, looking over at Namjoon to focus on literally anything else and raising his eyebrows when he saw him with the gun. All right then.

"It looks cool though, hyung! I liked Jungkook's too." He didn't like being threatened with it, but it looked pretty cool. "Who's J-Hope? I'll ask him." Of course he would. "If we ever get out of here." He sighed dramatically, falling back against Jimin.

"Yes. I'm a a monster for keeping you locked up here."

Jimin taught Tae and cuddled around him, clearly eager for touch and trying not to be too bothered by Yoongi. The way he said those words, it turned him on a lot and now he was just horny. Fantastic. That was just what he wanted. He wished he could do something to get Yoongi to open up but it seemed like a dangerous game. For now, he just held onto Tae.

"You guys have to stay safe for a few. Once we expose the rat, you're free to pretty much do as you want. Within reason. They'll still want to kill you but you've got us. That's something." Namjoon put his gun away and turned to look at Yoongi... who looked kind of red and flustered. Huh. What did he miss?

"What do we do after the rat is exposed?" It seemed like a fair question.

"Then you can work for us. Seems like the best option."

"We will see about it," Yoongi said, since he was not quite ready to have Namjoon have the last word here. Especially since he was beginning to suspect that the smartest move would be to keep Jimin at a safe distance from him. "You'll be taken care of, either way."

"I'd be really good as a gangster," Tae was quick to assure them, having decided it was his ideal career path. Even though he had only just now found out it was an option. "I'm really good at stealing and I can totally beat people up. Namjoon-hyung, I'd do a really good job! You have to tell Min Yoongi, he won't believe me."

"I think you can make people beat you up." Not that much of a required talent.

"I think Tae could be fine. He could shadow me a little. We do need a person to handle deliveries when Kookie is busy so it's not the worst idea." Namjoon had a soft spot for this one, he didn't mind playing around with him and teaching in the ropes. The way he looked at him, those puppy eyes? Yeah, he was weak to them. "But it's up to Yoongi in the end. He's the big boss. We respect him, we don't make demands."

The most important first lesson.

Jimin frowned and put his hands in his pockets, trying not to think about how beautiful Yoongi's voice was. "What about me? I want to work with you too. I could do really well."

"Uh, yeah, look, maybe you could help out Hobi." He really didn't want to give the crazy kid a gun.

"I'll think of something for you to do." So, that was supposed to come out as dismissive. Somehow, when looking at Jimin, that was not how it actually ended up. Oh, fuck that, he had to stop this before he started to sound even more like a porn version of himself. He looked at Namjoon and shrugged. "You're right. Hobi or something, he might like that. Lots of things to do in a club."

"Jimin could be a stripper, he's good at that." Tae bragged for his friend, still feeling elated over the compliment Namjoon was paying him by trusting him so much. Just by trusting him with anything. He wasn't used to that. "He's good at a lot of things."

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