Dirty Minho ~ MinSung (Part.1)

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"Are you sure, Minho?"
Jack's voice echoes in my head and I scowl.
I want to smash his fucking teeth in. I get that his woman, his wife, was ready to rat on him. Likewise I fucking understand that. But this isn't his boy. Hannie isn't a rat. I got him into that shit. He's not at fault in any way.
And what he's implying is unforgivable. My voice is low and deadly as I turn to face him and stare straight into his eyes with my hard gaze. I want what I say to be heard and understood.

"If anyone touches him, or implies that any harm should come to him or his son, I will slit your fucking throat open."
"Just calm down, Minho." I look at my father like he's the one who said it, because he's keeping me from destroying Jack. My fists are clenched so tight my knuckles are white. How could he fuck imply that we should kill him?
"He's just seen a lot, is all." He leans back against the bookshelves in the office, and I turn my head slowly to stare him down. Hyunjin, Pops, Jack and I are in the office. Pops' office. It's a dark room with thick curtains and dark chestnut bookshelves lining the walls. They're filled to the brim. Pops loves to read, but he also likes to hide shit. I know some of the books are for his secret. I just don't know which books, or which secrets.

Hyunjin paces by the door with his hands in his pockets, head bowed, staring at the antique rug as he walks. He doesn't look up to respond to Jack, "He hasn't even come to. We don't know what he's seen."
"He was conscious when we were shooting. It doesn't matter that we saved him. He could blab. He could sell us out."

My father's hands come down hard on my chest and then move to my shoulders, shoving me into the seat in front of his desk. My breath is caught in my throat and adrenaline courses through my blood.
"That's enough, Jack!" he yells at Jack, but his eyes are on me. I can feel them boring me, but I'm not looking back at him. My eyes are shooting daggers at Jack. I fucking told him to shut his mouth. I don't give a shit that he's the under boss. Pops knows it. Jack's days are numbered. I won't allow anyone to keep breathing if they so much as think of touching my boy.

I shove Pops away and sit back in my seat, crossing my arms. I can't turn my face natural. I look pissed, 'cause I am pissed. But I'll bide my time, I'll wait. But I'm not going to let BTS live.
"You need to calm down, Minho; just think this through." My father's voice is calm and even. My brow furrows and I glare at him. He can't be fucking serious. A look of shock crosses his face as he says, "Between you and Jack. Just calm down, think it through."
My tense shoulders relax slightly. I nod my head. He means me fucking up Jack. Thank fuck. I don't know what I would do if he was talking about my little tiger. I swallow thickly and spear my hands through my hair and then grip it while I lean back in my seat. l stare blankly at the office ceiling.
I just can't get the image of him hanging there out of my head. His face is bruised. His eyes, his cheek. He obviously hit his head more than a few times trying to balance himself on the edge of that industrial steel sink. But it's more than that. The bruises, the blood, they really fucked him up. All because of me.

He's in my bedroom. My old bedroom at my parents' house. Just a few doors down from Pops' office. He hasn't woken up yet, and that scares the shit out of me. His skin was ice-cold and pale. When the doctor's stripped him down, I saw the stab wounds on his legs. They didn't show any mercy. Tears prick at my eyes, but I will them down. It's all because of me. 'Cause I couldn't keep my dick in my pants.

Baekhyun is downstairs playing with Gino. I'm glad the two of them hit it off. Taemin brought some remote-controlled monster trucks over, and the kids are crashing them into each other. He keeps asking for him, looking around all worried. Ma's got it taken care of, though. I'm sure as hell not letting him see his mom like that. I don't want to scare him. I have to protect the little guy as best I can.