Midnight Blues

Pay Up

The next night, Jungkook and Hoseok chilled at Namjoon's bar in the casino. They had been talking about the information that Namjoon had received from Taehyung last night. He didn't get too much crucial information but they did know that he worked at a weapon's shop for hunters, so that kind of pushed the vampire accusation even further away. What vampire would work in a place where they could possibly be killed so easily in? That would be insane of them. Namjoon also told them that he ended up getting Taehyung's number and that was great because he could continue to collect information the more they hung out. 

Why the hell hadn't he gotten Jimin's number yet? Jungkook shook the question out of his head as he turned to Hoseok. "Hyung, can you try to search for Taehyung with his name and phone number really quick? I'm anxious to find out what we may have." Hoseok pulled out his phone and opened a special app that he had created a few years back. "Sure, give me a second." 

Hoseok typed in the phone number and Taehyung's full name. As it buffered, he placed the phone down and called Namjoon over, "Joonie baby, make me and Kook something strong with those strong hands." Jungkook tried to hold his laughter in as his brother glared at Hoseok before turning to make them a drink. Hoseok wanted Namjoon so bad but they both were pretty dominant tops and figured things wouldn't work at all between the both of them. However, Hoseok seemed to think Joon would be a good bottom for him. Jungkook tried to tell him that there was nothing "bottom" about his big brother but he was just talking to a wall when he spoke. 

Namjoon came to them with their drinks and right when he sat the drinks down, Hoseok's phone vibrated. "Results are in boys," he said as he opened his phone to check the app. He sighed then put his phone in his back pocket and Kook's shoulders fell a little. "Nothing on him, huh?" Hoseok nodded at the younger man once he asked. "Nothing on him, not even showing a human profile. That part is what is weird to me, but if he isn't showing then there is nothing we can do."

Kook sat silent for a while before he was jerked back by a strong grip on his shoulder. He turned around glaring at the person, "Who the fuck are you and why the hell are you grabbing me like that?" Hoseok turned slowly in his seat, letting his shirt slide up a bit to show the guy his gun that sat pretty on his waist. The guy noticed but ignored Hoseok, not intimidated one bit. 

Namjoon was watching the man until his eyes moved to a group of men sitting at the back booth of the casino. They all sat down around someone, then slowly moved to where the person was shown facing the bar. Joon gulped thickly then mentally cursed because he knew it probably was someone that Jungkook had fucked around with too much in the casino. He looked at his brother, "Kook, do you owe anyone still?" 

Kook pushed the unknown man's hand off go his shoulder before looking behind him at the group of men in the back booth. His eyes widened a bit but he kept his face as emotionless as possible. He looked back at Namjoon and smiled, "Don't worry, hyung. I'll go talk to him and play a little. It's nothing to worry about."

Hoseok looked between the brothers and knew Kook wasn't being honest so he cleared his throat to get Kook's attention. "I'll be here until closing. I'll keep big bro company." He said with a bright smile but kept his eyes focused on Kook's, hoping he could understand what he was really trying to tell him. He wasn't about to let some assholes jump his friend and he knew Namjoon wasn't going to sit and watch either. 

Jungkook swallowed hard and nodded slowly at Hoseok. He was grateful for Hoseok and made a note to himself to treat his hyung for all he does for them. 

Jungkook stands up to follow the asshole to the back booth. He recognized the guy sitting in the middle of the table. He had texted him about his money and Kook was going to give him his tips but it was too good for him to just give away and not enjoy it himself. Besides, he wanted to play some games in the casino tonight. 

" You got some nerve Jeon, sitting in here all comfortable when you owe me so much money." The man glared at him and he just passed a smirk to the man. "I'm sorry I.M. I haven't forgotten. I'm actually working now to get that for you. You know I don't mind playing to get you that money too." 

I.M. sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes, "Jeon you are trash at gambling and you know that. That is why you are in front of me now. I don't have too much patience for you." Jungkook sat down in the chair across from the man. He tried not to show his annoyance at what the man said about him. " Everyone can't be as great as you I.M. Look, give me until the weekend. I told you, I'm working on getting your money for you and I'm already close."

I.M. looked Kook up and down with a scowl on his lips then he leaned forward with his hands clasped together and a smirk replacing his scowl. "Well, that actually sounds promising Jeon." Kook smiled and nodded, happy that things were looking good for him right now. 

"I'll take what you've made so far, now." 

Kook instantly frowned and met I.M.'s mocking gaze. The man knew what he was doing and Jungkook hated him for it. He slammed his fists on the table and within seconds all of I.M.'s men were pointing guns at his head. 

However, Namjoon and Hoseok stood behind Jungkook, a gun in each hand,  pointing guns at I.M.. Jungkook even held two of his own, pointing them at I.M. as well. " Things don't have to go south. Kook will have your money." Hoseok said with his eyes moving around the men on the opposing side.

" I.M. there will be no charge on anything here for you and your men for the rest of the month. Let's move from this easily." Namjoon spoke slowly, his jaw tight and eyes staring daggers into I.M's.

Jungkook took in a deep breath before speaking again. "Give me until the weekend. If I don't have it, I'll come to you." Namjoon nudged so hard that Kook almost dropped one of his guns but he just straightened himself back up and met I.M.'s eyes again. 

The man eyed all three of the men in front of him and smirked. "This is respectable but not enough to keep you alive fucking with me, Jeon."

Namjoon scowled and was about to let his bullets fly but Hoseok stepped halfway in front of him to stop his actions. 

"You have until the weekend. Saturday, to be exact. Namjoon, I don't want your little offer. You're brother will be enough." He chuckled as he challenged the man with his eyes. There was a click and Hoseok turned completely facing Namjoon. He was glaring at the fuming man. "Chill!" Hoseok hissed lowly to him and Namjoon rolled his eyes but looked back up to the other men. 

I.M.'s men had put their guns away and were gathering their things to leave. Jungkook put his guns away, as well and stood up from the table as he watched the group of men leave the casino.

There was a sigh of relief that escaped him once they were completely gone but he had wished he kept his eyes on his on his surroundings when he felt a fist land in his stomach. He nearly lost his breath as he fell forward.

"HOW LONG ARE YOU GONNA DO THIS SHIT BEFORE YOU DIE?! FUCKING IDIOT!" It was Namjoon. He was so furious, that he couldn't keep himself from throwing a punch at something. Since it was Kook's dumb ass situation, he felt it was best he let it land on his dumb little brother. Hoseok pushed Namjoon back, "Hey! Calm down Joon. Kook can handle his shit. Yeah, it's dumb as hell of him to keep putting himself in this type of shit but he got it." Hoseok ran a hand through his hair as he stood between the two brothers. 

Once Jungkook stood up he didn't bother looking at his brother. He just wanted to leave. There was nothing he could say because it would only be repetitious to Namjoon and his brother wasn't in the mood for that.

"Kook, where're you going?" Hoseok asked as he stayed in front of a fuming Namjoon, who was slowly calming himself. 

Jungkook just walked out of the casino, hurrying to his car. He couldn't wait to just curl away in his bed. He wanted to gamble tonight but, at the moment, he was feeling too low to even dig more of a hole for himself. He hated that he made his brother so mad. Namjoon probably thought of him as the scum of the earth that he had to deal with because they were blood. 

Kook approached his car and paused when he noticed glass on the ground by the driver's side. His eyes widened as he ran up to his car, " No no no, please no." His window was busted but he ignored that as he opened the door and pulled the glove compartment open. 

"FUCK! " He yelled as he slammed his fists on the dashboard. His tips were gone. I.M. must have had his boy's search his car for it after they left. Jungkook kicked around in frustration before pulling off. Sleep. He just needed some sleep. Tomorrow would be better. It had to be.