Assassin X Mafia (A Kim Namjoon mafia ff)

18

"What do you mean resurfaced? Mason is Thyme right? We killed him." Yoongi shook his head, not believing it. He turned the stove off. 

I instinctively covered my chest by crossing my arms. This was not happening. I never got it wrong before. While Mason was a bad guy and needed to die, I could have taken my sweet time with him. I so badly wanted him to be Thyme so he could pay and I could stop that life. 

I got injured. 

I got robbed of a family. 

All for what?

"Apparently we got it wrong." Namjoon rubbed his face with a hand. 

"We checked our sources!"

"Did we? Or did we just want to believe what Monroe was saying? Anyone would say what we'd want to hear with a gun pointed at their head." I stated.

"You're not wrong." Namjoon agreed. 

Yoongi could see how uncomfortable I was. My shoulders were tense. I was shaking. He wrapped his arms around me, being very careful not to wrap too tight.  

I melted into his body. 

"Akira, don't worry about this, okay. You did your part. It's our turn now. I know the boys are itching for some action." Namjoon assured. 

Namjoon called everyone to a meeting to discuss the situation at hand. They all walked out of their rooms half asleep, groggy and with bed head. 

I couldn't take them seriously. I laughed looking at the five of them. 

"Anyone who saw you guys right now, would never believe you are the mafia. Stop please! I'm hurting from laughing." I couldn't stop. 

"Bully." J-Hope laughed. He ran a hand in his hair trying to fix his bed hair. 

"What's the matter you made us wake up so early." Taehyung groaned. 

"Tae it's 10 am." I chuckled. "Come eat. All of you." 

I put the food in 7 separate bowls and handed them each a pair of chopsticks. They sat down at the table and ate. They complimented the food and soon it was all wolfed down. 

"Mason Telluride isn't Thyme Oberwall. He's still out there." Namjoon spoke. 

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Jungkook slammed the chopsticks on the table. He looked over in my direction to make sure I was okay. Clearly, I wasn't.

"That's the chatter." Yoongi added. "It's our turn now to put a stop to this. Akira can't be part of it at all."

They all nodded, agreeing. My first priority was getting better. Jungkook stood up and walked over to feed me. He put a few of the vegetables and pork slice in my mouth. I ate it and he fed me again. 

Namjoon smiled softly to himself watching Jungkook feed me. This was the family interactions he hoped to have. In the six years they were together, Namjoon didn't let me come over to hang out with the guys that much at the beginning. I was only always around him or Jungkook. But after we got engaged, I hung around them more often. The boys accepted me right away. We all had things in common, one thing specifically was Namjoon. They would tell me stories and I would share some of mine. 

Jimin stood up and walked over to me. He loosely gave me a hug, saying he was sorry this was happening. He kissed my cheek and squeezed my hand. He winked, reminding me they would get the real person and make them pay. 

"Jimin, Jungkook, you're going to Milan. That's the last known location of Thyme. I need you go to gather information from our sources over there. Taehyung, J-Hope, go interrogate the Tellurides. They have to have some sort of information if Mason was pretending to be Thyme. Yoongi, you're on Akira duty. Jin, you and I are heading to Toronto. There, we might be able to get information on the Oberwall family." Namjoon delegated. 

Jimin and Jungkook went to their rooms and grabbed their passports and a go bag. 

"When do we leave?" Jimin asked.

"In two hours." Namjoon said. "The jet's ready to take you guys."

"What about you and Jin?" Jungkook wondered. 

"We'll take the other one." Namjoon replied. 

Yoongi put his arms around me again, snuggling his head in the nook of my shoulder. His hands rested around my hips. I kissed his cheek. 

Namjoon smiled. He knew leaving Yoongi here with me was the best thing. He was so protective of me. 

"I'll keep her safe." Yoongi assured. 

Namjoon walked over and kissed me. He held my face with his hands. 

"What?" I questioned. Did I have something on my face?

"It may be a while before I see you again. I want to take in your face, your smile, your scent so I don't forget it while I'm away." There was a sadness in his voice. 

"Joonie do we live in the Stone Age? You have a cell phone. You can video call me. Every day. For free. I will send you photos. I mean you might not get my scent but you'll still see me." I rolled my eyes. 

"Oh right." Namjoon chuckled, scratching his head. I laughed controllably. 

"Please rest. And heal. I'm so scared for you. For something to go wrong." He motioned with his hands the placement of my ribs. 

"I'll heal okay. I may not be able to come slice some throats or fire a gun anymore but I'll do what I can." I promised him. 

"Hey no funny business with my wife while I'm away." Namjoon said to Yoongi. "You're going to have to wrap her bandages and help her shower."

"Ew gross." Yoongi laughed. "No, don't worry about it. She's in good hands."

Namjoon kissed me again. He and Jin went into their respective bedrooms and grabbed their passports and go bags. Taehyung and J-Hope had already left to the Tellurides. It was a long drive so they decided to get a head start. 

I waved at the boys goodbye and told them to be safe. They waved back before leaving. 

And just like that, within a few minutes, Yoongi and I were left alone in the house.