Caught in Red

I found you

Jungkook sat in the living room for a good 20 minutes. Just staring at the wall bankly. He didn't know what to think. Jimin had killed Jin and now Namjoon is asking him to come back. It was as if all his previous thoughts had just fled his mind, leaving him empty.

"Mr.Jungkook, I brought you some water.." The butler sat it down but Jungkook didn't even plead to say thank you. He just sat paralyzed, eyes wide like a doe and mouth half open.

-Jimin killed Seokjin.....Jimin killed...Seokjin...Seokjin is actually dead...I know where Jimin is!-

Jungkook sprang up, practically catapulting himself to his feet. He knew where Jimin was and he knew he could finally see him. After running into so many dead ends his hopes didn't fail and he finally got a lead.

Jungkook ran to his fallen bike and he began to drive off towards the city again. If Jimin had killed Seokjin then that means Jimin is at Seokjin's brothers restaurant. It was a Friday and Jungkook only paid attention to hear that Seokjin always goes to his brother's restaurant every Friday.

The ravenette was bursting with energy. His zest was radiging through his veins. Yes, he cared that Seokjin died. His only true friend in the Kim mafia that truly cared for him. The only one that really treated Jungkook for who he was instead of some prodigy. Seokjin was definitely a father figure in Jungkook's life. But the ravenette had better things to worry about. The love of his life was also there. The person he'd been searching for days, dreading over for weeks. Jungkook needed to see Jimin and it needed to be now.

No matter the cost, no matter the rage Jimin might have or how much he had been hurting. Jungkook was taking his time to be selfish now and needed to hold Jimin in his arms before it's to late.

-an hour before-

Jimin lunges at the taller. "Just stop moving so I can finish my mission!"

Jin moves out of Jimin's lunge sending the dark haired stumbling over himself. "Why are you even here! And what mission! Who are you!"

Jimin smirks as he gets up. His bloodlust coursing through his veins; he's been killing people for days now. One base to another and soon he wiped out half of the kim mafia. On his way around he found Jin. He was walking to a restaurant Jimin thought was familiar. Which it was, it was the one he had gone to with Jungkook for one of their missions. Soon enough Jimin had put his head into a simulation. Resuming the mission out of nowhere, he walked into the building after the brown haired. Stealthy as possible, eyes now a hazy look, Jimin followed Jin towards the familiar room once before.

The shorter hid on the upper level and waited for Jin to get comfy. Once he was he had jumped uptop the latter and they began brawling it out. So we find us here. Jimin had locked the door and blew the lights in the room out, he liked working better in the dark. The only source of light came from the large window from the moon.

"Park Jimin, From the Park mafia....My father sent me on this mission to kill you. Heard you were a little bit of a threat hm..." Jimin walked slowly towards Jin.

Jin took in all of his information. Hearing the familiar park mafia and mission, he had connected the dots. "Ah! The Mafia we sent Jungkook too....Your mad aren't you! That's why you're killing everyone isn't it."

Jimin didn't want to hear any of it. This made his heart rate faster in the name of Jungkook. He threw himself forward and managed to cut Jin's shoulder. "It's not nice to provoke people. That's how you set yourself up for death Jin."

The brown haired held his arm in pain. Jin was a provoker. He usually doesn't do missions because he's Namjoons right hand man. He manages business not fights. So Jin only knew basic combat skills.