BTS family chronicle

×Bestfriend×

    I hope y'all will enjoy this chap. kinda long also, clap for me. 😁😁
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   Namjoon had a cow as he stare quietly at his father (had a cow- it means he is invisibly upset) who didn't look like he was even close to stop yapping. He wanted to tell his father to put a sock in it but he isn't sure if he will get a word in edge ways. For the pass an hour Taehyun kept yapping and namjoon just stayed quite in frustration. All he wanted to do today was to have a blast with his family but no his father had to come and ruin his day because his company hit a snag.

The both of them are currently in namjoon's office while Umji (do you remember who she is? if you don't go back and read the introduction😉) was downstair with the others. "well, your mother wants to spend two weeks with you guys, so...i will be going back alone." Namjoon sigh deeply since Taehyun have finally shut his yap. "Who is that pregnant lady downstair Namjoon." Namjoon groan again, watching taehyun stand to his feet and shove his hands into his pant pocket. 'Wait how did he know yoongi is pregnant are bump is not visible' Namjoon thought, a frown taking over as an expression on his face.

"She is a friend. Jinnie's friend." Namjoon solemnly reply before standing up to his feet while taehyun nod although he wasn't buying what his son told him. Namjoon at the other hand knew hoseok didn't told their father yet about his relationship with yoongi so he kept his mouth sealed. "Alright, i will take my leave." Taehyun said with a soft smile as namjoon bow to him, he gave his guard a look and the two men immediately lead him to the exit.

Namjoon sigh in relieve once his father was out of sight. He slump down on his chair, using his palm to cover his face, once he slides then down he let out a long sigh of relieve again before looking towards his door when someone knocked at the onyx-black bulletproof door.

"Come in." he said with a bore tone, sitting properly on the chair. "oh jack--" Namjoon cut off himself, frowning when he saw jackson walking into his office with an envelope on one hand and a black big luggage on the other, rolling behind him as he walks. His frown didn't wears off as he stood up and watch Jackson's every move. The latter walk toward his desk and stretch out his hand to namjoon who look at the envelope and then back at his face. "What is this?" Namjoon asked, his jaw clenching a little as he shove his hand into his pocket and stare at the envelope again.

"it's my resignation letter." Jackson replied with a small smile, but namjoon wasn't blind to notice his eyes look pained. They have being bestfriend for years so it wasn't surprising how namjoon could read him so quick and easily. The latter let out a nervous laugh, shaking his head before moving away ftom his desk and stood close next to jackson. He took the envelope from jackson's hand and look up at the latter who gulp while staring down at the envelope before drifting his gaze to him.

Namjoon smirk and torn the envelope into pieces making jackson eyes to bulge out. Namjoon sneer as he step closer to the younger, staring at the luggage in his hand before looking at his face. "You can't quit, you can't leave either. You have no where to go--Oh i do." Jackson cut off the older, gripping the handle of his luggage even tighter. "I made a promise to your mother!" Namjoon yell at his face, before stepping backward and pull a handful of his own hair as Jackson eyes glitters with tears. "I made enough of bucks for the past years, i can take care of myself Namjoon." Namjoon slowly look back at the male, seeing that look of determination. He knew it is hard to change the male's mind, but he still wanted to. Jackson is his bestfriend, he doesn't want him to leave.

It's not like the latter owes him a debt, he is just concerned about the latter safety out there without him by his side. They might be out of their violence world but that doesn't means their rivals can't get back at them. "I repeat you can't leave." Jackson jaw clench, his eyes flaming up with irritation. He walk toward Namjoon, bringing out his gun and took namjoon hand before placing the silver color weapon on it. He grab his luggage and step closer to the latter. "Stop me if you want." He said, his face evident anger but his tone was broken. Namjoon just couldn't decipher what he was seeing.