there is an excessive number of opened manila folders infront of him, cluttered amidst the rest of the mess on the table.

the words on the papers seems to float infront of his vision, his grip on the pen almost enough to break it in half as he rubs his temple again.

not even the unhealthy amount of alcohol in his stomach seems to settle him today- the hangover and the lack of sleep from the events of last two days had him in a grip.

even till the early morning, jungkook had to work, making tranfers to cover the loses and to arrange for another shipment for the batch of drugs to make up for whats lost.

jungkook hadn't set foot in the mansion for the past two days too, cooped up in his office over loads of unending paperworks and alcohol as his best companion,

the alpha thinks he should ask yoongi to drop a pack of something to snort if he'd have to keep sane for a few more hours.

the room stinks up with his angry pheromones as he closes the folder with too much force, it slipping off the table down to the floor.

even with the noise, no one working on the entire company will dare to step into the room, especially not when they know the boss is angry.

afterall jungkook has a reputation for terrorizing his employees- that surely gets the work done faster though and the heavy salary they get is enough to keep the employees moving.

jungkooks phone lights up then, seokjins name flashing in bolds and he ignores it as he has been for since all the ruckus at the hospital happened.

he knows his hyung is calling to apologize and jungkook is still mad enough to not want to hear it.

so instead when the call ends, he checks his message where he's getting regular updates from the hospital.

there are a number of unopened messages from the guards posted outside for protection in the hospital- the messages all as expected.

"the baby is alright, mr. taehyung is still unconsious".

jungkook puffs out a long breath.

the baby is alright, so the business part is covered.

as for taehyung, he doesn't mind throwing in a heap of cash to put the omega in life support or whatever treatment is to be needed if it means the baby lives.

jungkook doesn't really want to disappoint his hyung more.

a business.

thats how he has come in term with the situation.

afterall, this was solely based on the contract.

when that pup is born, there business will strengthen,

then more loyalty from the gang members, more fear, more power.

its simple as that.

jungkook stares at the glass panel on one side of his office, the sky outside looking grey through the tinted glass, along with his own reflection.

it should really be as simple as that.

how hard can it be anyway?

the alpha had killed people, wielded weapons and sees blood everyday like water for a normal person.

if his parents could abandon him as a child, he can too.

especially when its going to a crying, annoying mess as people tell pups are to be.

money is never a problem.

that pup can surely grow somewhere else, away from him, get rid of his husband or maybe keep him to ruin him if he's still appealing -

his life would be back to how it used to be in 10 months,

as if there was never a change to begin with.

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seokjin walks through the corridors of jeon mansion, a gun casually twirling in his fingers as his shoulders finally relaxed after everything running back orderly and smoothly.

the mansion is packed once more, peoples heads bowing as the leader trudges through without even a side glance, only stopping when he spots hoseok.

"didn't see you yesterday-" it was directed at the alpha.

"we took a day off-- last day was hectic, hyungnim" hoseok says with a bit of his usual dramatics and seokjins lips slightly curls up in an almost smile.

"was everything taken care of ?" seokjins voice wasn't inquisitive, this more like a casual talk between them even if it involves murders and blood and hoseok nods with a smirk,

"down the han river" he says with a laugh, like a kid explaining his day in an amusement park.

a chuckle later, seokjin lightly taps hoseok shoulders in approval before he resumes his way, oblivious to the shaky breath hoseok had let out behind his back.

through the dim corridors lined by paintings, them expensive but bought just for the aesthetics, seokjin finds the elevator again by which he reaches up on his floor.

there, his lips curl into a smirk as he spots his favorite toy outside.

namjoon didn't lift up his head, though he does acknowledge seokjin with a "hyungnim".

"you're early? finally learned your place?" the betas remark was snarky as his shoulders levels, sizing up the alpha.

namjoon stays mute, resigned so.

the past days had been hard on him too- a suspension awarded to him from the displeased superiors really did took a toll on him.

"now that you have so much time, i can put you to some use, maybe?" seokjins voice was still angry, humiliatingly so, and namjoon keeps his stance unwavering, responding with a subtle nod.

"hmm so obedient" seokjin purrs then, namjoon jerking when the betas hand skims over his biceps.

"keep an eye on that bastard kyungjae for me. i need reports everyday" seokjins voice hardens again, namjoon at loss on the sudden change of attitudes of the other.

"yes, hyungnim-" namjoon mutters, even if it is through gritted teeth.

"comeon in then-- drink with me" seokjin lips curl up as he gets inside the room, already taking off his jacket and the gun in his hand thrown hazardously onto the bed.

when the beta proceeds to unbutton his shirt too, namjoon just knows this drink is going to be long- seokjin toying with him until he's sure that fear is reinstalled in him,

until seokjin is sure, namjoon would never dare betray him.

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taehyung had always disliked hospitals,

evermore so since all those treatment for his foot had happened years back.

so tethering under consciousness, he immediately makes a displeased noise at the smell of the familiar hospital disinfectants.

his eyes were opened as a slit as he swallowed around a dry throat, squinting at a nurse fussing over him.

"how are you feeling, mr.jeon--" he heard her asking and immediately had an urge to shout,

because he doesn't even remember anything past the pain all over his body.

when the nurse, very much thankfully brings a glass of water to his lips, he sips through it fastly, lightly choking, then only to grunt when his torso blaze in pain.

"w-what happened to me?" the omega had furrowed his eyebrows,

"you were in an accident, mr.jeon--" another voice, a doctor taehyung didn't even realize was there spoke up.

accident? taehyung thought hard and it did took a few seconds to recall everything.

the doctor doesn't comment at the horrified expression on his face, rather smiles.

"and you're pregnant. congratulations" the doctor chirps.

taehyungs face remains indifferent.

"i am?" he questions.

then his gaze shoots down to his belly. for some reason he was expecting to see it to be already big and swollen.

when his eyes land on the flat surface of the hospital gown, he sighs.

taehyung had cried for it for so long and now there is a pup finally inside him.

but did he felt happy? no.

this does mean his horrible days could end though,

that he can probably escape sooner?

just have to endure another 10 months.

thats all.

he doesn't know if its the medicines or whatever, taehyung again felt drowsy.

he heard the doctor tell him to rest and that did sound nice right now.

rest? sleep? that sounds good.

that means he can be without worries for few more hours.

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