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@seo inguk It's probably really sad, but yes, Jungkook is an avid horndog who loves bedtime because it means ion hour. Maybe that's why his doors are always locked after hours. Plus, Jungkook might stab a who wakes him up from his hours of slumber. No matter his lifestyle choices, the commander could really use this sort of treatment more often. He would never bend over for just anyone. He holds himself with more self respect than that. However, Seo Inguk... Now that's curious. The snap of Inguk's hips rip him from any thoughts once more, a soft groan falling from his lips when his eyes shut, arms raising beside his dizzy head. It almost scares him how any ole person could stumble on in... Then again, he's softly in Inguk's ears, the vicinity of their breaths being as far as his voice will go. "I-Inguk, please-- Deeper." Those half baked s won't get Jungkook off. Yeah, maybe he's a little all the time, but some real s would. That would make his legs spread instantly, a high gasp of a moan would escape and Jungkook can practically feel his back arching, toes curling. Ugh. It just sounds like a fantasy. He could admit having dreamt of Seo Inguk pounding into him once or twice over his lifetime. Okay, four times tops.

@jeon jungkook Inguk takes a few seconds too let the younger adjust, however there doesn't seem to be an ounce of pain in the way he takes him, his walls clenching around him like it's already accustomed to it. Funny. Jungkook must be used to this then, the elder muses, knowing that of course, even if the title of commander can be a heavy burden, it /does/ come with an advantage of having more people wanting to get in your pants. Perhaps that may be the reason why the younger seems to adapt within seconds, or maybe he just es a lot. The thought has the elder man his lips: Jungkook on a bed, his nimble fingers wrapping around his hardened , two in his , back arching off the bed and lips parted to moan. Mm, yummy. Inguk pulls out half-way before slamming in again, keeping the pace shallow and slow as to avoid making loud noises. He likes it like this: discreet, quick and simple. Not much room for second thoughts, just a profusion of impulses and urges, instincts and skill. He bends over, resting both his hands on either side of Jungkook's head, grunting softly as he s him on the table faster. The door is unlocked; anyone can walk in on them right now. And it makes him all the more eager and aroused. If they get caught they'll be in trouble for sure, but it's the risk that pumps the adrenaline in his veins, makes him dizzy with want and longing for more. "Jungkook," he moans, biting his earlobe.

@seo inguk Fast and rough, maybe this isn't how he wanted it. Maybe Jungkook's desiring something slower deep down. Our at least going at it in a room where the could be as loud as possible. If they ever do this again, he'll need to reserve one of those soundproof rooms. Yeah, the kind where the noise even echos, bouncing off the walls and straight down his considering it'll all be moans, grunts, and that utterly pleasurable smack of their skin with each . His back meeting with cold wood snaps him out of whatever fantasy he's got playing scene by scene in his head. Lips meet haphazardly, a small moan muddled by the lip lock when Inguk circles his entrance with wet fingers. Just imagine the groan which could have been when Inguk inserts tap digits, a third soon ing in as well. Jungkook quietly moans at the fingers in his tight ring of muscles, and then they're going. Jungkook actually props himself up on his elbows and catches sight of the older commander slicking himself up. My god. Jungkook's arms are over his face completely when Inguk pushes his thick into the boy. Jungkook's face spells out pleasure with parted pink lips and rosy cheeks to match. Man, does he want to yell out the elder's name or what? Instead, he rolls his hips downward in a few quiet moans, reaching out for Inguk so he can moan his name into the man's ear. The noise created by their bodies is enough for Jungkook to groan not to mention the ic feeling itself. Jungkook just loves that wet squelch with each , and he knows it could be louder, but with utter silence, it's deafening.

@jeon jungkook ing pretty, that's all Inguk can think as he watches him his fingers like they're made out of candy with hooded eyes. He grabs a hold of his with his free hand and carries him off to the desk, laying him down on it while he pulls out his fingers and replaces it with his lips instead. He can feel his straining against the fabric of his pants, but refrains from undressing himself, not yet. He circles the younger man's entrance with his coated fingers, teasing for a few seconds before plunging in two fingers in one go. Jungkook is warm and welcoming, and Inguk can't resist giving a small moan against the younger's lips. It's been quite a while since he's done this before: or relationships are all a luxury that Inguk can't afford, not when there are more important things on his plate as a commander. To be honest, the Acies's commander can't deny that he has felt lonely as of late, what with the problems on the ship that has rendered him restless and stressed. So who is he to deny an opportunity when it shows up at his door? Or rather, to be specific, when it's open for him to ravish on the desk in front of him? The man then inserts a third digit, rushing. His apparent hard-on is beginning to get difficult to deny, so he pulls out after a few s and undoes his own pants with careful fingers, springing his free. Then he spits on his hand and gives himself a few for a smooth entry before aligning himself with the ring of muscles, ing into him with vice. The heat wrapping around his shaft causes him to sigh in pleasure. Damn, if there isn't a person outside of that door right now Inguk would be Jungkook's name out loud.

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@seo inguk (quality before quantity = u = )

Honestly, Jungkook's having a tough time keeping the room noise free. He's holding onto Inguk's arms right now, nose in the crook of the other man's neck when he pants or whimpers here and there. Usually his voice won't get this high from the start, so delicate, but something about a no noise concept has him holding back. When Inguk finally notices his traveling hips, the younger commander grins rather playfully with a tilt of his head. It's not long until his pants are around his ankles, but what he doesn't expect are his legs lifted along with him, sandwiched between the wall and Inguk, crotches meshing together. Now that gets him gasping, biting down on his lips again with a practical squeal. Vaguely, the Durus commander wonders if they'll end up like this another day. Perhaps if there's another meeting... He'll be sure to excuse his second in command next time. That way they can make some noise and have some real fun. Though, this whole 'be quiet' thing is turning him on. Damn it, that'll make him moan. Jungkook admittedly half smiles when Inguk takes his hand and pushes it against his chest. It's funny how they both would like cuddling after , but neither would likely admit it any time soon. "I'm enjoying it~" He admits that much, the quiver in Inguk's tone lighting a certain spark in his eye. , Inguk's telling him he'll be ed, that he'll be a good boy and all Jungkook can do is nod with dazed eyes. His lips part immediately, eyes shutting when he on the fingers though there is slight embarrassment in having to do that. His tongue flitters through the digits, a hard suction coming out soon enough, like this is Inguk's instead of just some fingers.

@jeon jungkook The air in the room seems to become heavy, what with their faces so close their breaths mingle together. Inguk is beyond stopping now; having crossed the boundaries that he's set up for himself the moment he slammed up the boy against the wall. Jungkook's voice is small so damn ing cute Inguk just wants to eat him up. Actually, right now the elder only wants to hard and bite down on his neck, but if Jungkook comes out of this room looking less than decent he's pretty sure there will be eyebrows raised and questions arising. He almost moans when he feels their crotches making contact, pulling away and grinning. He steps back so that they don't make contact anymore at the second roll of Jungkook's hips, muttering, "You sly beast." before he's pulling down Jungkook's pants all the way and taking his leg to wrap it around his waist, grinding him into the wall. They don't have much time. As much as Inguk wants to have the younger boy on his knees and wrapping his lips around his shaft, it's going to take more time than necessary for a 'private talk'. He lets Jungkook his shirt, but he stops him halfway and takes his hand, directing it to touch his chest, stomach, wherever on his skin. Sad to say that Inguk isn't actually sensitive in anywhere else but his shaft, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't enjoy the feeling of someone else's skin on his. To be honest Inguk's the type to cuddle after , which is funny because it's so uncharacteristic. "Enjoying this, Jungkook?" he asks, voice quivering slightly from the high of it all, "I'm going to you. And you'll take it like the good boy that you are. Am I clear?" he asks, playfully. The hand that's currently holding Jungkook's leg up releases it in order to raise three finger up to Jungkook's pink lips, directing him. "."

(It's not as long I'm sorry)

@seo inguk No sound? "What do you--" The warm palm against his now forming bulge quickly answers whatever questions Jungkook could have had. He's gripping onto Inguk's biceps, lips nearly parting in a small whimper yet he bites down on the pink lips because no noise should escape right now. His second in command is waiting right outside the door. Jungkook probably should have sent him away, but his zipper is already being undone, and the younger actually whines discreetly when Inguk's hand makes contact with his bare . It's an outburst only the man with him will be able to hear; it's more of a squeal than anything. Still unsure of why or how or just what is going on --not with the y parts, but more so emotionally-- Jungkook can't help but curl his fingers more tightly into Inguk's sleeves with the kisses over his neck. "I know." Jungkook whispers back almost regrettably because when Jungkook gets and it's not just because of his own hands, he can get loud. However, thanks to years of lonely ion in his bedroom, he's just as capable of biting back moans and keeping silent. "Oh god, no, he can't see..." Taehyung, his second in command, is already very suspicious over his behavior recently. This really wouldn't help-- Any thoughts running through his head end with a soft gasp at the fingers over his , twisting, rolling the pink bud. Jungkook's s are rather sensitive and an erogenous zone for him, so his lips are parted now in a silent moan with comes out as more of a breathy plea. Plea for what though... He doesn't want Inguk to stop and he should want Inguk to get away. /Should/ is the key word. Shaking his head because he wouldn't be able to live it down if Taehyung saw him like this, Jungkook presses up against Inguk, rolling his own hips in a circle against the older's. God, the friction... The Durus commander is a huge fan of teasing with friction and what many would assume small touches. His hands smooth up under Inguk's shirt, careful to circle his fingers around the man's before half smirking. This'll be fun. Removing his hands, he goes for ing the shirt, unsure if Inguk would mind since he seems rather commanding himself.

(*stops myself bc already long response* T u T )

@jeon jungkook Inguk's mind is misted over and he can't quite think straight, not with the arms round his neck and the lips on his own. Inguk has never felt anything like this before, even if he can say he's had a fair share of both boys and girls; ual appeal has never been on the top of his mind, arousal even less. But in this instance the Acies's commander can feel everything at once- lust, desire, need, want. Jungkook comes in a whole package: pretty lips, fair skin, a youthful face, innocent tears, and it's got him hooked like an aphrodisiac. He pulls away and kisses his jaw, mumbling against his skin, "Don't make a sound," while a hand snakes down the front of the younger's uniform to smother the palm against the front of his pants. Perhaps it's the Acies's blood running through his veins, or perhaps his own selfish desires, but Inguk is impatient and all he wants to do is get down to the real deal, to explore and conquer. The hand that's rubbing against the fabric of the younger's pants immediately opens the fly, slithering into his underwear to grab the impending and it with precise while he kisses Jungkook's neck. "Your second in command is right outside the door," he whispers, voice sultry and tone playful, smirking. His other free hand s his shirt, but at the second button he gives up and opts to push it up over his perky nubs, twisting one between his fingers. "Don't want him to see you like this, do you?" he asks.

@seo inguk No tears, just be a man. Jungkook chants the phrase in his head, though it would never resound through his heart like it should have. He's still a boy in comparison to the man he should be. Men like Inguk who won't falter under pressure or get emotional. Yeah, he should swallow down his tears like a real man. A short winded gasp dissipates into the air when his spine smacks right up against a wall, arms trapping him in before he can step forward once more. "The are you--" Inguk's words catch the younger off guard, brows furrowing immediately with concerned eyes. Perhaps he's worried his brain agrees. That he is ashamed of himself and that he doesn't want to be a commander anymore. That he most certainly should forget. While he averts his eyes with a sniffle, Jungkook squeezes his eyes shut with a short nod when Inguk wipes any tears. His pupils stare back at the elder now and he nods once more, much more confidently now. Yet when there lips are together, Jungkook's eyes pop. It's almost immediate how the younger commander pulls back into the wall, utterly shocked by this sudden behavior. "Y-Yah, what are you doing..." Weak willed. Jeon Jungkook knows himself and he's well aware how his heart despite clawing at it with a prayer that it will harden. That's why his arms are around Inguk's neck a moment later, lips back together and eyes shut. While he knows of his desires, he's not quite sure of his reasoning. All he can tangibly hoist up is his want right now, pinks lips still moving over Inguk's when the commander tilts his head for a better kiss. Jungkook may be young, but he surely isn't inexperienced. In fact, his hand has risen up, fingers tangling into Inguk's hair before he's most likely smacked away. Yeah, he can't imagine the Acies commander being alright with this. Ugh, what if it's a joke somehow? Well, he'll enjoy the intimacy for a moment.

@jeon jungkook Jungkook's quivering lip is probably the only thing in this world that can open the floodgates to Inguk's icy heart. It's a weird feeling really; he's never felt quite like this before and honestly it scares him. With each and every word that comes pouring out of Jungkook's lips he feels something akin to sadness, empathy and concern settle into his heart, spreading like a disease until it holds his whole body captive to petty emotions. The first and last time Inguk has cried is when he was born; nothing much in life can ever reduce him to tears. His parents had toughened him up, equipped him with a sort of numbness and it's thank to this that he is presently Acies's commander. However everything comes with a price: Inguk can't find it in his heart to sympathize with others and it's also thanks to this that he can practically count how many friends he has on his fingers; Jungkook being the one that has been on this list the longest. Perhaps it's because of this that he finds himself being affected by the other man's tears. When the younger male turns around sharply he is snapped out of his daze from staring intently into his face, his small mumblings of the hardships that commander's face pushed somewhere into the back of his mind, and that's when he realizes that he's been staring at Jungkook's lips the whole time. A sudden urge turns into an impulse, and within a second he's stepping forward to grasp his shoulder and turn him around, while pushing him back to slam him into the wall with both his arms on either sides of his face. "Are you ashamed, Jungkook?" he asks, voice low and eyes dark. Fingers come up to trace his cheek with feather-light touches, "Do you not want to be a commander anymore?" Wipes away a tear with a thumb, "Do you want to forget?" At this, he looks at the young commander in the eyes, his lips in neither a frown nor a smirk. He closes the distance and leans in to kiss him, those pretty, quivering lips, and Inguk dares say that he certainly will bury the dagger in between his eyes if Jungkook pushes him away.

@seo inguk A gulp follows when Inguk requests a private conversation of him. Damn... Now alone, just them two, Jungkook sort of avoids eye contact. He usually gives off a sharp gaze, one which gives him the illusion of authority despite being one of the younger commanders out of the bunch. Jeon Jungkook refuses to be a child yet right now, why is that all he wishes he could be? He's a man. He can carry all of Durus on his shoulders to think himself. So when Inguk's hand lands on his shoulder, a breath escapes him like it's just been smacked out of him. Then his own hand raises up, smoothing into his features, rubbing over his face with a stressed sigh, weakening this time around. "It's not that..." Inguk gently cups his cheek, a soft finger soothing the younger into a quivering lip instead. "It's so hard, you know? Having to be in charge and win one for everyone." Jungkook's referring to his duties which came at an extremely young age. "I, I'm already a ty leader if I can't even win one thing for my people. I've been here since six in the morning and the moon is about to come up and I'm just-- My brain hurts so ing bad. I'm just so done. I can't even be myself when I come here, I just--" Jungkook's in tears at this point. Out of everyone, this whole planet and every person, Inguk is the only person the boy can really let it out with. There's just something about the man. It's not like he sees him as an older brother or a friend; he's honestly not sure why he can open with him, squeeze his eyes shut like lemons being puckered for juice. That's when he remembers just who he's talking to and just who he himself is. The younger commander turns his back to Inguk in a speedy turn, wiping up any tears over his expression with a few deep breaths before turning back, his eyes wider now with slight shame. "I'm sorry, Inguk. Take the land, it's fine. You brought me evidence as well." That mask. Jungkook's placed his mask back on. The formal words, the stony eyes, it's all back in a flash. Though, there is a lump in his throat which he can't swallow down quite yet. That's Jeon Jungkook. He's the lump hidden behind muscle contractions and a solid expression.

@jeon jungkook Inguk's anger quickly dissipates, leaving only numbness and a feeling of complete relief when Jungkook states that the land is his to take. However the discomfort is thick in the air and Inguk feels like another problem has arisen. Not a second later he notices that there are tears brimming the younger man's face and Inguk swears to god he has never felt guilt like this sear through his body. He's left dumbfounded for a moment as Jungkook stands to leave, pushing himself off the table and shoving his hands into his pockets. "Jungkook, I would like to have a private word with you," he says, gesturing for the second in command to leave the two to their own devices. Once the man has left and the door behind him has shut, the Acies's commander walks over to the latter and rests a hand on his shoulder, a worried expression marring his features. "Are you alright, Jungkook? I'm sorry if I've upset you in anyway. If it makes you feel better I wasn't in a stable emotional state just now and I take back all the things I've said, threat included," he mutters, a hand coming up to cup the other's cheek, stroking it gently. Inguk doesn't know why but for some reason he is much more kinder around this man, whereas everyone back on his ship would falter under a mere sharp glance. Heck, Inguk isn't even kind to his own sister. "I won't accept the land as a token of forgiveness if it means having tears shed behind my back."

@seo inguk Silence. There's an extremely uncomfortable pause in the room. Jungkook grits his teeth behind the safety of closed lips, his second in command gulping almost audibly due to the utter silence in between the stuff air. From the utter lack of conversation at this point, the way Jungkook's eyes are turned downwards over the table and he's biting his lips... His second speaks up, "I-I'm sorry, commander Jungkook has been in meeting after meeting today, I'm sure he's--" Jungkook raises his hand, silencing the other immediately despite there being a watery liquid coating his eyes. Maybe Inguk scared him with the outburst, maybe Jungkook's just frustrated to death with how many conferences he's gone through already. It's nearly nighttime and he woke up at six this morning just to get here on time. A complete day in this damn room, being bothered by commander after commander, delegates practically screaming in his ear because they need something done. Perhaps Jeon Jungkook wishes he weren't a commander at this very moment. Either way, he takes a deep breath before his eyes slowly rise back onto Inguk. "I'm sorry. It's been a long day, but that's no excuse for my behavior. Please disregard anything I've uttered in the past ten minutes." That's when Jungkook rises, gathering his papers which stack up to a rather large pile from each and every subject he's spoken about today. "Please accept the land as my apologies from Durus." And with that, Jungkook motions for his second to follow after him out the door. So embarrassing.

@jeon jungkook Inguk's anger spikes with Jungkook's sarcastic bite, eyes narrowing into slits before he's heaving himself up from his seat. "You will speak like a true commander, /Jungkook/," he spits, eyebrows framing a glare. "I did not spend two hours on a ship to listen to your snide remarks. If you have a problem with how we rule things then I suggest you go back to your ship and take a look in the mirror." He turns a sharp glance towards the second-in-command, debating on whether to send him away or not, however his anger is directed towards the man seated opposite of him and he simply can't hold it in anymore. He balls his hand into a fist before resting his other hand on the table, leaning his weight forward with a calm, collected facade, however, it's beginning to show cracks now, "Do you take me for a fool, Jungkook? I'm not tolerating needless arguments, especially when we already have substantial evidence to support my claim. Especially when you are not censoring your sentences, and /especially/," he growls, "when you are not following our standard protocol of /respecting/ other clans. One more word of disregard and I will bury my dagger in between your eyes. Am I clear?" He takes a few seconds, before he raising his voice, "Am I clear?!"

@park jimin Fourth meeting today. Great. So ing great. Jungkook's brain is mush in a container named his cranium at this point. In fact, minutes before opposing commanders enter the conference room, the young man is mindlessly spinning in his chair. He'd order his second in command to spin the chair faster for him, but he's not that much of a child. At least not in front of any soul other than his own. The meeting begins smoothly, the number two of Dulcedo --probably, he hasn't really been paying attention-- goes on about being in a hostages shoes. Treat them fairly this, be nice that, yada yada ya-- Did the Dulcedo commander just interrupt? There is some sort of uncomforting tension festering beneath the Dulcedo's words and that piques Jungkook's interest. Maybe he needed some mindless drama to get back into the swing of things.

Assuming that the second is being overly confident and disrupting his commander's leadership, Jungkook's brows actually furrow when Hoseok and the second's words begin merging. They're so rehearsed. So in sync yet not... Is-- Wow. He is, isn't he? Clearing his own throat for a moment, the Durus' commander stares at Hoseok and...the other one...with an acute gaze. "The second beside you seems to have more to say that you, Hoseok. Let him speak so we can get out of here sooner." The other commanders, while unsure of the situation, do agree because leaving this room more quickly is for the best. Arguments always broke out whenever they gathered for anything at all really. That's when Jeon Jungkook decides to be a , cocking a brow with a half smirk towards the second. "What's your name, second in command? Maybe you should run the damn ship instead." It's rather questionable whether Jungkook is praising Jimin or telling him to get back in place, but then again, it's usually an unknown subject with him. In the end, he motions in their direction so at least one of them can continue. Being rather young himself, most of the commanders must think he's simply some snarky kid getting in some laughs. It's much more than that on most days; so yes, he is just being some spiteful teen this afternoon. Just the fact that it's nearly evening --or at least dark clouds fill in blanks of the sky-- gets Jungkook sighing, staring aimlessly outside whatever window stood nearby. Damn... It's apparent from his reddened eyes and semi-dull standpoint that the commander of Durus is much too tired and frustrated from all these stupid meetings.

(No worries! I do that sometimes and am just like, DAMN IT HOW-- XD)

@seo inguk The handshakes and simple smiles are easy yet when the topic becomes more aggressive, Jungkook rolls his eyes mentally. Toughing it out with Inguk is usually bothersome and he's definitely not in any state of mind to deal with it right now. It will be extremely easy to get Jungkook shaking in fury, perhaps even a level further than that by now. No young man should be subject to this behavior. So when Inguk speaks of some "evidence" of discovering the disputed land first, the Durus commander's lips scrunch into a thin smile. Thin enough that one poke with shatter the feigned emotion. "When did everything become about supposed evidence and not words? That land is much closer to the Durus, we collected data on our second day here." Okay, maybe that's an over exaggeration, but still. Jungkook at least wouldn't give in this quick. Yet his eyebrows raise with an incredulous scoff. "You've built a clan on empty promises? That's ridiculous." Jungkook's second in command actually gasps aloud, staring at the head with wide eyes. That's when the second intervenes, "I don't think commander Jeon is in the position to--" From the intense gaze Jungkook gives his second, the man knows to shut the hell up right now. With a deep breath, Jungkook places his hands on the table in front of them. "Inguk, I'm not just going to give up. I've gone through enough today to give up with your threats." At this point, Jungkook's second in command has his head in his hands, shaking it with a long sigh.

@jeon jungkook Before needing to leave for the meeting, Jimin was preparing heavily in his quarters. He had spent the bulk of the last night constantly drafting and working on possible resolutions for the foreseeable future. Even though he was second in command, he worked hard as if he was commander. It was the only thing he could do to prevent the possible fall of Dulcedo. If he was strong, so was his commander. Sadly, the two didn't share the same sentiments. So what if his commander was kind of an to him, it's not like he could really do anything about it. Dulcedo's were sweet talking strategizers by nature so if Jimin even tried to ask for more respect, he'd probably receive a lecture about staying in his place, or waiting until his help was necessary. That guy was sometimes. "Jimin, the meeting." he was reminded. He turned around in his chair and gave commander Hoseok a small, polite, grin. "Yes, commander. Let's hurry." Jimin stood and took his papers with him, following behind as always. The two walked in silence to the jet and talked absentmindedly on the jet ride.

Once Jimin and commander Hoseok arrived, they entered the conference room where they were welcomed by the commanders and second's from the other clans. Respectful greetings were paid thoroughly before they were seated. The issue at hand was the human rights of hostages and how we should go about their treatment on Home and in respective clan's areas. Jimin felt strongly about this subject and had little knowledge on how his commander felt. "Shall we begin?" Jimin asked, surveying the table for approval. Seeing that everyone agreed to begin, Jimin took out a paper from his files and began to paraphrase the document. "So the Dulcedo clan would like to start by offering an insight into what it's like to be a hostage. Yes--it's understood that these men and women and taken in the heat of battle and that even clan has the right to exercise their own personal use of hostages, we believe that--" Jimin was cut off by Hoseok's hand quietly raising in a means to silence the boy. "What I believe that my second is trying to say is that we need to create laws. How can we govern ourselves humanely when we can't even give hostages a sliver of that right?" Once a hum of discussion settled in the room after that statement, commander Hoseok slid Jimin's notes over so that they were not in his possession. Not again...Jimin already knew what kind of meeting this was going to be, Hoseok was going to take his notes again and pretend that all of Jimin's ideas were his own. "Without disrupting cla-" he started. "Without disrupting clan sovereignty." Hoseok finished, ultimately making Jimin feel small again. The orange hair second stared ahead and tried not to let his frustration get the best of him. This was still a meeting.

[ lol i meant to post this last night but i did the thing where i feel asleep while typing it and i thought i posted it xD ]

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@jeon jungkook Inguk clasps the other man's hand easily for the handshake, smiling at him with an empty chuckle, "I prefer not to prolong such matters when there isn't a need to." It seems that Jungkook is in a joking manner today and it doesn't bode well with his current emotional state. He releases his hand and walks over to the table, taking a seat with a scarcely veiled exasperation. Huh. Of course Jungkook isn't going to back down. Taking into account the nature of both his and Jungkook's clans, it seems they're both at a stalemate; this argument in itself is like two bulls going at each other head-on; a collision with no resultant force. "Of course the Durus would want that," he sighs, resting his elbows on the table and giving a long look at the man in front of him. Well, a boy, as it is to Inguk, since they've known each other for quite a time and the image of the still young and smiling Jungkook still hasn't quite left his memory, even if it barely matches to the male in front of him now. "Look, Jungkook, with all due respect my scouts had arrived at the scene first and they had given me sufficient evidence to support their claim. I don't see why we have to mingle on this topic when it is obvious who can say the land is theirs." He leans back in his seat and crosses his arms, huffing like a haughty child, "What can I give Durus? Exactly what you've just said. Unless, of course, you'd like a few empty promises to go along with that, there's plenty of that going round on our ship," he chuckles bitterly, knowing fully well how the people of his clan act. After all, he's the epitome of all of them, the representative. "Just give it up, Jungkook," he says, "You won't lose a thing."

@seo inguk Another meeting where Jungkook has to trudge his way to the top. The last one concerned some matters over a possible alliance with the Coma farms, medicinal herbs in exchange for Durus'... well, they're still discussing over that. It had already been a two hour meeting and Jeon Jungkook is actually banging his head on a desk right now. His second in command, however, places his hand between the wood and Jungkook's head as to save some precious brain cells. The commander is calculative on his own, so it would be unfortunate if his IQ went down from such meaningless head banging. "There's only one more meeting today, Jungkook. One with the Acies commander." That immediately got him groaning like a child. While he thoroughly enjoys Inguk's behavior and company, as a commander, they stand on two alternate dimensions. That's when the man himself walks on in. "Inguk," He stands from his seat automatically, reaching out a hand for the usual shake, "It's nice seeing you again." Yeah, right. One more of these meetings and his head will explode. His second in command would be wheeling him out in a bucket because Jungkook will seriously have a meltdown soon. There's been so much stress since they landed just a while back. "Why the rush? I know it's a two hour flight for you back home anyway." He jokes around, meaning that Inguk may as well enjoy the painful meeting rather than run off immediately. "Well, the Durus don't plan on backing down without discussion on the issue of land between us." Inguk acts as if they'll just back down and that's not happening at all. "My people would prefer slow conduct rather than hasty decisions." What could he gain from giving the Acies this land? The ropes of thought spring out, twining between Jungkook's mind and body before he comes up with a half smile, his eyes much less intense now. "What would you do for the Durus if we backed down? Other than not going into war like I know you do." He jokes around with a less serious tone, poking fun at the Acies stereotype that they kill anything that moves in their way without a real thought.

@jeon jungkook The debate on whether the land where there exists an approximate seven thousand square meters of water belongs to Acies or Durus has been raging on for more than three days. It's a pain, when someone discovers something and then another claims it as their own, a pain to a clear fault. The Acies's scouts have re the day of discovery and have given Inguk a clear report on how they have explored the valleys and caverns on Home, had even given him a video tape on how they have stumbled upon that precious body of water, and yet the scouts of Durus stated that it is theirs. A fiery argument has kindled over the time, people wanting to know who can call the lake their own, gathering evidence and such but a decision hasn't been made and its killing Inguk with a sore headache. Flying over to the conference room is tedious and time-consuming. He arrives after a two-hour flight, and he suddenly his mood drops even further when he comes face to face with the commander of Durus, Jungkook. Ah. He forgot that Jungkook is a commander, what with his innocent gaze and stature that reeks of youth. "Jungkook," he greets, walking up to him with impatience and anger wrapped up in a meek smile, "It's been a while. However as far as I would like to catch up with things, I'm afraid I'll have to make haste. My people are eager for a decision. I take it that yours must be as well, am I right?"