Jungkook and Jimin were church boys, they didn't engaging in sin. They were traveling from Busan to Daegu to spread the word of God to those who were not converted. Jimin was driving he drove down a secluded road, it was sketchy. But the boys were taught to never judge anyone from the outside.
A soul is without: gender, sexuality, and race.
Jimin parked his car, far from anyone's house. He didn't want to face conflict with anyone.
The boys were dressed in white long-sleeve collared shirts, with black dress pants and shoes. They only had their satchels with them. "Are you okay, Jungkookie?" Jimin asked, noticed the younger had a worried look. "I don't know about this neighborhood, hyung. I just have a bad feeling." His doe eyes caused Jimin to melt. "Okay, Kookie. We'll only be here for 30 minutes okay?" Normally they would be longer, but Jimin didn't want to make Kookie feel like he was in danger. Kookie nodded reluctantly, 30 minutes wasn't long.
The two got out of the car, as they walked down the street to the houses. Most of the people outside looked like they were in a gang, tattoos littered their skin. The aura they gave off was not friendly. "I'll go on the other side, we'll cover more ground." Kookie looked up. "Hyung, wait-" he was about to protest but Jimin was already on the other side.
Jungkook was scared, but he couldn't show that fear. He suck it up as he went down the side walk, coming to a house that looked decent enough. Walking up the stairs we exhaled the breath he didn't realize he held.
He knocked on the door, loud hip-hop music filled the house. No answer, someone was definitely home. He rang the doorbell this time. He heard yelling. Till the door open abruptly, a shorter man was at the door. He looked angry with a huge scar on his eyes. Tattoos riddled his pale arms. His black locks stuck to his face. The grassy smell hit Jungkook's nose the moment the door was open. The younger grimace.
The man looked at him in discuss. "What do you want?" He asked as he was growing tired of the polished man in front of him. Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts as he nervously got his words out.
"Um, hello. Good sir, would you like to know more about our lord and savor Jesus Chris-"
The door slammed on Jungkook's face, the younger sighed. But a few seconds later it opened revealing another man. He was a bit taller and had a heart-shape smile. He had on a leather coat despite it being early June.
"Sorry about that, he's not a people person." Jungkook raised a brow as if to say gee ya'think?
The man crossed his arms as he looked Jungkook up and down, impressed by what he saw. Jungkook felt uncomfortable. "So what brings you here, cutie?" He said his voice going deeper. He had a predator stare, as his eyes didn't stray from Jungkook's scared ones.
Come on Kookie, man up.
"I was just telling your friend about the word of God." Jungkook dug into his satchel giving the male a pamphlet. The older reached out. He had a tattoo of a spider on his hand, this guy was no innocent citizen he thought.
The male looked through it, as he raised a brow and nodded. Convinced by Jungkook. "I'll hold onto this." Jungkook gave a small smile, turning to high-tail out of the creepy house. But his wrist was grabbed.
"Wait a minute, cutie. What's your rush?" The male said with that smile, his expression was sincere but his tone screamed psycho. "I-I- have to go-" Jungkook trying to pull his wrist from the older. Jungkook was really scared now.
"I have a friend that would love to hear what you have to say. I promise, I won't bite." To prove to the boy he wasn't a threat, he let go of his wrist. Holding up his hands so Jungkook see them.
