A/N: Writing is the one and only thing keeping me alive rn frl so apologise if it gets dark and for updating so much it's the insomnia <3 🙈
Clary had been initially shocked when Namjoon had told her that she was allowed to roam the mansion freely in order to take space for herself from everything. She found this a peculiar move on his part considering she could snoop around and find all sorts of information, but she soon decided that any worthy information was probably locked away and that Namjoon and the rest of the guys were probably organising something not for her ears.
Nevertheless she took this as her opportunity to explore the ground and first floor, she decided that none of the individual floors belonging to each boy would be worth her interest. Clary stumbled across a gym, an entire gym around the size of a normal public one with machinery, equipment and a boxing ring in the middle. She figured they must train a lot in order to defend themselves and she hated to admit that they probably also trained to attack too. Clary sighed looking at the place, was this seriously her life now?
She walked around the different machines wondering again just how rich were these guys? At least she'd be able to keep herself in shape or occupied whilst not being able to leave the house. Clary's eyes narrowed, would she ever be able to leave the house? She shivered, and upon turning around noticed a door at the far side of the gym. Clary couldn't help herself, besides the slope was slightly ajar as if it was inviting her to proceed. She entered the room, she audibly gasped out loud. The room was filled with more weapons than names she could give them.
She traced her fingers along one of the racks, there were knives of all sorts of shapes sizes and sharpness. Across from the knife rack was guns, and guns, and guns. Clary could only really identify two types the rest were all alien to her but clearly with one function, one intention. To kill. Clary suddenly felt as if she was being watched, she decided being caught in their weaponry room was not a smooth move. Equally Clary felt like she had to offer herself maximum protection so she selected a small pocket knife and hid it in the waistband of Yoongi's shorts. She hit it carefully and quickly exited the room.
Clary dashed over to one of the treadmills - the opposite side of the room from the weapons distillery just in time as Namjoon entered the room swiftly. "I've sent the guys away on urgent business and I have to do some office work for a while, you wouldn't mind if Jungkook watched over you?" He leaned against the door frame, not seeming suspicious at all that they were about thirty feet away from a room of death.
Clary rolled her eyes. "I suppose it would occupy me for a while." Unbeknownst to her it would rather be the other way about she would be watching Jungkook, nevertheless she felt it better to comply knowing that if she asked any questions about business he'd brush them off. In this moment Clary thought it better to not know rather than to know.
She paced behind Namjoon and followed him downstairs and into the living room where Jungkook was sit playing video games. "I'll be a couple of hours." Namjoon instructed.
Jungkook greeted her shyly and Clary watched with wide eyes as Namjoon closed the door after leaving. She knew for a fact that she could easily bully or force Jungkook into letting her out the front door with his thumb print and she was almost certain Namjoon was aware of that too. She wondered if he was testing her or perhaps dangling freedom in front of her fine well knowing she couldn't escape without Katie who was upstairs with Taehyung.
Clary sighed, "do you have multiplayer?" She asked. Jungkook grinned from ear to ear and handed her a controller enthusiastically.
"It's so cool that you and Katie get to live with us now!" He exclaimed whilst starting up a match of COD.
Clary furrowed her eyebrows, she knew that the others protected and concealed Jungkook from their wrong doings but she did not expect them to keep him out of the fact they'd blatantly kidnapped them. Clary decided that it wasn't wise to be the one to break the news to Jungkook therefore she decided to stay quiet and focus on beating him at the game. She of course failed miserably for the boy seemed to exceed in video games.
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