3| Mission

~Jungkook's POV~

I wanted Taehyung Hyung to help me in my next mission. For that I need to apologize for what I did yesterday. If I had given him his Samsung Galaxy S20, he would have been happy, after all he is my hyung.

I went to his room, he wasn't there. Scanning the room once again before leaving, I saw a sleeping figure on the bed. 'Ha! There you are. Got ya. Lifting up the blanket from his face I was expecting it to be Taehyung but not surprisingly it was Yoongi Hyung, again, as always, sleeping. I sighed and thought hard where could he be. Wait, isn't hyung in the hall half of the day?

I went to the hall and there he is, sitting on the couch.

"Hyung" I said loudly enough for him to hear me.

"What is it?" He looked up at me. I think he is still angry with me, cause whenever he sees me, he screams 'Kookie my chingu' in a high pitched voice

"I want you to be there in my next mission"

"Which mission" He furrowed his eyebrows together

"It is a mission to save Kim y/n from Jimin."

"Jimin ah, that guy" He sighed. This is not the first time Jimin has created a problem for us. "By the way, who's this girl Kim y/n?"

"She is the daughter of Kim Jongin."

"Oh, isn't he that police officer who saved yours and your parent's life risking his own."

"Yes Hyung." Flashbacks of when I was small and Jongin saving me started playing roughly.

"Ok since she is the daughter of such a noble man, I will be a part of your mission."

"Sorry" Why is hyung still angry with me, I didn't do anything so wrong...

"What!" His eyes widened as though I said something unbelievable.

"I said sorry" I said whilst making my big doe eyes even bigger

"Are you okay Kookie?" He slammed the MacBook which was on his lap on the table and started acting as though he is checking my temperature. He placed his hand on my forehead, pushing my bangs away and touching my cold eyebrow piercings.

"Yes hyung, I am" I reassured giving him my bunny smile but he still didn't stop. I wanted to giggle so bad at his sudden reaction but he won't be happy looking at me giggle at him, so I just screamt a simple word..."Hyung!"

"Hmmm!"

"I said I am feeling just fine, fine, fine"

"K, I already forgave you" He game his boxy smile. "So what will I have to do?

"You have to noting but talk to her. And mightbe win her trust"

"Where?" He said while sitting back at the couch and keeping the MacBook back at his lap.

"On the phone"

"No way! I am not talking to a girl..." He widened his eyes

"Hyung, we need to kidnap her, so we'll just ask her some questions so that she doesn't doubt how we came to know that she is home alone."

"We can just tell our men to do that, she is nothing special, we don't need to kidnap her." He said it all in one breath.

"We are the leading Mafia hyung, and you are scared to kidnap a normal girl? And yeah I am not-"

"I am not scared first of all, and second kidnapping is bad right."

"Woah, kidnapping is bad? Says the one who always plans the kidnapping for the smallest thing ever possible" I stopped when I realized that he was glaring at me. "What I meant was that we cannot risk her. And Jimin knows that her whole family is away from her in a country which is around 8 hours away from Busan."

"K, who will do the talking? Only me right." Hyung asked earning a hum by me in as a response "Ok"

I brought the list of questions he should ask y/n.

"Here" I hand it over to Taehyung.

"Hmmm, so these are the questions. Not many..." He took a long good look. " So I will be her Uncle, uncle what? Wait, who's name is Danish" Emphasizing at the name 'Danish' he gave a wired look.

"No one"

"From where do you get these all shitty names?"

"They are not shitty hyung!" I made that name with such difficulties. " Ohk might be for you"

"Well this name isn't, it's quite good though."

"It is"

After Taehyung practiced them, I dialed her number and handed my phone to him.

"You ready?"

"Yes, I just need to ask these questions to her of which we already know the answers." He rolled his eyes at me

"Very well" I gave him my phone and he called her.

~Taehyung's POV~

She picked up the phone.

"Hello" I said as soon as she picked the phone.

"Hi" She said. Jungkook signaled me to put the call on speaker, I did as he told me.

"How are you? *cringe*

"I am fine, how are you?"

"I am fine too"

"May I know who you are?" She asked me doubtfully.

"Uh well I am your mum's brother" I honestly felt disgusted as I have no sister. "I am Danish" I continued.

"Ummm... Hi Uncle Danish, nice to talk to you." Why did she say hi again? Didn't she already say that? Will I have to start the conversation all over again? I looked at Jungkook and he signaled me to continue

"Nice to talk to you too dear." To be honest I cringing at calling Dear. I tried to act as natural as possible.

"By the way I just wanted to ask whether your mum's home"

"No, she's out. I will ask her to call you back." Why would she? Who cares about her mum I just need to continue acting as though I am her Uncle.

"Is anyone home" Even though I know the answer I asked, how illogical, after all Jungkook's plan.

"No. Wait! Yes. Me." She said jokingly. "I mean you can talk to me?" she continued. Oh I thought I was going to talk to the poops, tnx y/n.

"Well, I wanted to talk to a grown up" I said keeping in mind that she is

"What do you mean. Like I am grown up, I'm 18." She replied in a cold tone as cold as ice. So she's 18. I noted it down in a random notepad lying around. Jungkook gave me a 'what do you mean by that ' look.

"Ugh, by the way I just wanted to ask if your father is still a police office." I asked normally.

"No"

"K then, bye!" I said as Uncle Danish.

"Bye." She said. She sounded as sleepy as Yoongi hyung. To be honest less sleepier than him.

Jungkook took the phone from my hand and locked it. "Hyung, don't we already know that she is 18? Why did you want to note that down and that too on my notepad!" He erased off my tiny note, uwee

"Chill Kookie, I am the one who gifted you that"

"So what" I squinted my eyes and glared at him. "I mean yeah but you gave it to me now, it's no longer yours"