#wordsmith: minisugakoobies

[the-mazed-magic-shop]

woah that plot twist!!! Holy shit! Never could've guessed that he was the one behind the murder! The shit capitalism makes you do, istg... I am glad that Kook is alive! But with that kind of character, not for long, lmao. also I learnt a new term today - bookie business! Thanks Sunny💜🌼

This is either:

A. The go-to dealer in an 80s ensemble piece

B. The neighborhood loan shark

C. A single dad

D. The senior detective in the squad that lets the new guys be until they fuck up

E. All of the above?

Anything

Members: Yoongi, Taehyung, Jungkook (no pairings)

Genre: crack, DadYoongi!AU, BadCop!AU

Rating: M (18+) (for implied murder)

Warnings: mention of poisoning, mention of gun, Yoongi is not a good guy here (ymmv)

Word Count: 413

Disclaimers: None, other than I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: Yoongi would do anything for his daughter. No matter who might get hurt.

A/N: Luce, sometimes I just can't help myself. You bring me ideas and I just run with them! Thanks for inspiring me again. 💕

Bad Cop Masterlist 💵 Part 2

Yoongi props his feet on his enormous desk, staring at his underlings over his sunglasses. "You lost the evidence."

"Technically, sir, we didn't lose it," Taehyung replies. "Kookie ate it."

Yoongi glances at the youngest member of the police force. His worried doe eyes are fixed on the floor. Yoongi bites back a sigh. "Kook, is this true?"

"I'm sorry! Sir. I didn't realize the dumplings were part of the crime scene! I just - I just thought Taehyung had brought his lunch with him again."

"Hey, that was one time, and - "

With a simple raise of his hand, Yoongi silences the pair. "Well, it would appear that you weren't poisoned like the perp, considering you're here and not lying next to him in the morgue. But Kook, do me a favor - next time you're on a crime scene, try not to eat anything, okay?"

"Yes, sir," Jungkook chirps, relief evident in his big orbs.

"Good. But with the food gone, you're back to square one on figuring out who killed the most powerful drug dealer in the city." Yoongi pauses. "So why are you still sitting here?"

The two men leap to their feet. "Yes, sir, sorry, thank you!" Taehyung barks as they hastily leave his office, closing the door behind them.

Yoongi unbuttons his blazer, running a hand through his long raven-black hair. His beeper buzzes, and he glances at the number. Jimin again. Probably wants to place a wager on the Dolphins game this Sunday. He'll call him later. He hates conducting bookie business on company time. It gets messy.

Picking up the letter lying on his desk, he rereads the number again. So many zeroes. Why did private school have to cost so much? Not that it really matters. He'll go to any lengths to give his daughter the world. She's his everything. Being a single dad is so hard sometimes.

But things should be easier now with his biggest competition out of the way. Thank fuck Yoongi only added the toxin to one dumpling. He'd hate to lose Kook. He and Taehyung sometimes make things hard for Yoongi, but they're sweet kids.

And he'll continue to help them as long as they never find out what Yoongi's been doing in his spare time. His hand slips under his jacket, fingers unconsciously rubbing the grip of his gun as it rests in his holster. There isn't anything he wouldn't do for his daughter.

No matter who gets in his way.

A/N 2: Unbeta’d as usual. Let me know what you think - my inbox is always open! 💕

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