"Good morning new boys" croons Ming as he enters the room. "I'm glad you guys are awake. It won't take me as long as I thought" Jungkook gives him an irritated look and Taehyung yawns. Sleeping here is impossible from how bad this place smells. "Today it's your turn to start with the entertainment and you guys in the kitchen."
They look at each other. Taehyung was about to call Yeontan from seeing him in Ming's arms. The man passes him by and leaves the Pomeranian in the pregnant girl's hands. Taehyung squeals at Yeontan, he doesn't want him to bite her. Not only because it would bring them trouble, but it's not that girl's fault.
He must have bitten Ming. He guesses he was too scared to do so.
"They'll lead you to the kitchen, I'll take you two to where you'll prepare for tonight's entertainment." he explains simply, like someone not talking about a full-blown Roman coliseum.
Only, instead of lions, there are walking dead. Wonderful. They have no choice but to do as they ask. Hoseok urges them to go with the flow and say nothing. That, as well as him, if they keep quiet they can get some reward. They need it. Not only for Jin, but also for Namjoon. They continue to tell them absolutely nothing in spite of everything.
Jungkook notices that upon reaching the "preparation" area, he and Taehyung are the only two who are not in a state of severe malnutrition and missing body parts or serious injuries. Ming gives a very loud whistle that makes them groan.
"Come on come on, don't be so discouraged, it's going to be a great night!" he exclaims encouragingly with his hands on his hips. "You've got that locker over there to grab whatever you need to defend yourselves... Make it entertaining!" says Ming towards them. "You guys are entertainment. You must know what I mean." He winks mischievously at them.
Jungkook and Taehyung look at each other for a moment.
"What are we supposed to have to do? You're people-"
"If they die, they die. Just worry about surviving. It's more fun that way. Because you'll have to come here again," he explains simply and downplaying the issue. Taehyung clenches his jaw. "Besides, if they do we won't need to cut off supplies on your friend."
"YOU CAN'T-"
"Oh of course we can. It's up to you to make sure he lives."
Jungkook wanted to hit him. With so much outside that his muscles ache, bearing the pressure. He doesn't know where the others are, doing something like this could cost the safety of the rest and he doesn't want them to be hurt because of his little patience! Ming retreats leaving the two of them alone. Taehyung gives a groan, it smells even worse in here than in the room Does no one clean here? If they all die, no wonder, more than one stench will emerge from this dump.
"What do we do then?" asks Jungkook to Taehyung, in case he has a better idea to share.
"We have no choice but to do it. It's...survive. I don't think it's going to cost that much. There must be one or two of them and there are what, fifteen here? We won't be the first target."
Jungkook doesn't even argue with him that they are going to use these people as human shields. The time to worry about others is nonexistent. He must have in conscience his boyfriends and the rest, I could wait for his human side to torment him.
They check the closet that Ming pointed out and don't find much. Just some dirty and worn knives, with almost no edge; hammers of different shapes, some kitchen knives. They both decide to take a couple of knives in order to have it as a defense if there is a real need. Otherwise, they are sure they will not be fed unless they survive the night.
What is the requirement to end the entertainment? They do not know. They expect it to be undemanding.
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