Caught in Red

"Have fun finding me!"

Okayyy back to jungkook :))

"OMG IF YOU READ THIS ALREAY PLEASE READ THE ONE i UPDATED BEFORE I UPDATED THE WRONG ONE 

It was Jimin. Jimin's the one killing Namjoon's mafia one by one. Jungkook didn't know if he should be happy about this or concerned. Maybe this was his chance to see Jimin. Namjoon could find him in no time if he just told him.

- If you capture them please bring them to me A.S.A.P. if you see them alert his whereabouts to me.-

The ravenette grew wide eyed. If he told Namjoon who it is he could 'fix the matter' and bring Jimin to him. "That's it! Jungkook, you're a genius!"

Jungkook grew happy, a small smile aroused onto his bunny-like face as he scrambled to get up. If his plan worked he could find Jimin and apologize. There's no guarantee Jimin would forgive the ravenette but Jungkook just wants to see him.

-It has to be Jimin. Namjoon said there was a 13 tattoo on his wrist and Mr.Park said Jimin just got it-

Jungkook began to change and shower with these running thoughts. He was contemplating his plan, blushing everytime he thought of Jimin, and genuinely happy that he could get out of this depressed state. No matter if Jimin takes him back, if he doesn't. If this is the last time he gets to see Jimin. It didn't matter to Jungkook. All he wanted to do is see the now dark haired and apologize, and hopefully he listens. 

Jungkook left his apartment with no time to spare. He wore a white t-shirt, black skinny jeans ripped at the knees, his leather jacket, and one of his various pairs of combat boots. Once he got outside he was so close to jumping onto his bike and then he realized. Jimin had taken it that night. Jungkook practically began to freak out for a hot moment and soon marched his way to the subway.

Practically barging in when he got there; Jungkook headed up to Namjoons office. Not even baring to tell anyone why he was there or having small talk with anyone he made it to the room.

"Namjoon!"

Said boy was sitting in his chair without a care in the world. He wore glasses and his snow hair was done nicely like always. He wore a green v-neck sweater that fitted perfectly. Under it was a white button up and a red and blue tie. He had brown khakis and his normal brown leather shoes. He looked like he wasn't stressing over anything. All carefree. Namjoon looked up and stopped typing on his computer.

"Jungkook! What brings you here hm? Did you finally finish your mission.."

"No but I came to tell-"

Namjoon sighed. "I came to your house earlier this week. Were you home?"

Jungkook pleaded forward to the silver haired, "Yes but liste-"

"Ah and you can't even follow orders and now you don't answer my messages or answer your door when I come. I was genuinely concerned."

"I know who is killing your men Namjoon.." Jungkook had sat down and stared into Namjoons chestnut eyes.

Namjoon crossed his arms and gave a flat smile. "Who is it Jungkook."

"I think it's Jimin."

"Jimin?"

"Mr.Parks son. The one I was paired with."

Namjoon nods slowly, "Okay..so he's doing this because of you then?"

"Yes I think..We need to find him before he wipes half of your mafia out!"

"He won't do that.."

"Yes he will! He's as good as me, if not better!"