"What's a fine young woman like yourself doing out here alone ?"
T/W: This book mentions drug use, assault and domestic abuse. Viewer discretion is advised.
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desertrose623. 2021
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Jungkook grunted as he launched the pocket knife across the room, landing it in a cork board meters away, the metal echoing side to side ominously.
Like a bull, Hoseok charged at Jungkook.
"GIVE IT TO ME!" he screamed, spit flying from his mouth, "I NEED TO KILL HER!"
Jungkook wiped his eyes blearily, catching the barreling Hoseok by the waist, who knocked them both back in the process.
"That's enough hyung." Jungkook grunted, getting up. "What good does torturing her without any information do?"
With ragged breath and a deranged look on his face Hoseok also got up, but not before ringing laughter filled the room.
Everyone turned to see Jimin and Taehyung on the floor, eye filled with tears of sheer glee.
"Hmmm Taehyung," Jimin started sarcastically, through the gleeful tears, "we should listen to her, get information THEN lay a finger on her"
"Right Jimin, How could you DARE to think otherwise, u fiend! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!" Taehyung choked, clutching his stomach.
"Jeon Jungkook, hitman, champion of justice and a right to fair trial!" They both shrieked, cackling wildly. "Who totally does not murder about 3 people a week!"
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As the howling duo calmed down, Namjoon began to speak.
"She doesn't seem to be able to talk now. He started, looking at Jinae's severely bleeding neck. "We'll have her in her room for the time being, just until she heals enough to tell us who sent her."
Jinae grunted in protest. No one sent her. But as she struggled to the form words to refute his claim, Jin started to speak.
"We had her in her room before this huge fiasco. What do you think'll change? Trust will get us nowhere Namjoon." Jin finished pointedly.
"Yeah, I thought of that," Namjoon started, looking around at the men. "We'll just have to take turns guarding her, and keep a close eye on the surveillance system."
A murmur of agreement swept the room, the men finding no flaws with Namjoon's statements.
