You're Mine. Namjin

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Jin's POV

"What do you mean you want me to break up with him? Is my relationship a joke to you?" 

Mark had become very angry and very defensive very quickly, I could understand why, though. I would probably do the same if I were him. 

"Mark, you promised to hear me out before saying anything." I reminded. 

"But-"

"Please Mark, I'm doing this because I care." I pleaded. 

He groaned in defeat before speaking, "Although, I really can't see how ruining my happy relationship is caring for me, I'm going to hear you out because of all the things you've done for me in the past."

"Thank you." I held his hand and thanked him, but he yanked his hand away from mine. 

"Mark, Jackson is dangerous. I don't want you to be in any danger." I started. 

"Pu-lease! Are we talking about the same Jackson. He can't even hurt a fly," Mark interrupted.

"Look Mark, Jackson isn't who he says he is-" 

"And how would you know? You don't even know anything about him. Jackson told me that you broke up with Namjoon because of the time he lied to you about spending the day with Jackson. 

"I know you're jealous about Namjoon prioritizing their friendship rather than your relationship, but I never thought you'd try to ruin his relationship to get back at him.

"The problem is your boyfriend, not mine. Your boyfriend is the one that lies to you, mine tells me everything." 

This boy has officially lost it. What the fuck is he even accusing me off?! He doesn't even know about the hell his 'boyfriend' has been putting Namjoon through. 

"Mark, shut up! I know much more about him than you do. In fact, you know nothing about him. You don't even know his real name." I yelled, fuming with anger, which finally knocked some sense into him and he shut up. 

I reached under the table to grab Jackson's bag that Jungkook had given to me.

"That's Jackson's bag.  Why do you have it?" He questioned. 

"Open it! See what your lovely boyfriend has been carrying." I fumed.

He hesitantly took the bag and opened the zip in slow motion.

He was bein so slow and dramatic that I snatched the bag out of his hands and flipped it over, causing all its contents to fall out on the table. 

Mark's eyes widened as he saw the syringes, pills, cigarettes and pocket knife. 

"What's all this?" 

"Don't play dumb, Mark. You know what all this is. These pills are used to intoxicate people, and these injections have drugs in them. Here, look at the pharmaceutical reports, we got them tested." 

Tears welled up in his eyes as the most broken look stretched over his face. But, he didn't let them fall and rapidly blinked his eyes before glaring at me. 

"Where did you get his bag from?" He inquired.

"Jungkook gave it to me."

"How do you I know all this really belongs to him?" He asked and I scoffed in disbelief. 

"Do you really think I would make this up? I could never-"

"I didn't mean you, but someone else. Namjoon could've put it in here to rid himself of all blame. I haven't forgotten what he was like, hyung. Don't act like Namjoon is innocent."