Sempiternal: •D.E.A(live).D• || BOOK 4#

38. Comedy

"The lack of penis made you bitter, huh?"

"Do what I just told you."

Ming stands up with his hands in the air and gestures to his companions, preventing them from shooting and makes a massacre as they would like. Matthew judges the man just by looking at him. Hating every last detail about him. His smile, the way he expresses himself, his voice. He loathes him. He has the perfect profile of a psychopath and if he doesn't forget what Jimin told about it.

That this guy is a pedophile. As if he needed more to be an asshole.

"We can negotiate. No need to waste so many bullets. Even I'm annoyed at having to do them."

Namjoon squints his eyes Do they make it? How? Jimin about to have a nervous breakdown doesn't help him be any calmer. No wonder he's in such a bad way if it was this person who took over Gimpo. Assuming also that he killed Leeseung.

Who looks like a saint compared to this idiot.

"I'm not going to let them stay here. Withdraw all your people elsewhere and we'll negotiate. Otherwise, fuck you."

"Namjoon." Jungkook finds no reason to do that. Why don't they just kill him?! Ming can't resist the imbecilic laughter that only irritates those who know him and those who barely do so by word of mouth more.

"As you prefer. I'll defer to you in poor Pung-Pung's memory. I'm sure he's happy wherever he is knowing I walked in on his whore."

Namjoon hits him with the gun and though he does considerable damage, Ming laughs again. They don't understand what's going through his head to be so giggly. The man points at Jimin, who can barely breathe.

"But he has to be close. It's not valid that they want to hide him. Any more than they already tried to."

Namjoon rolls his eyes. Ming is... unbearable.

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"D-don't let me-don't-"

"He's not going to do anything to you Do you hear me? We're not going to let him do anything to you."

Jimin nods slightly, Taehyung is said so, now Jungkook too. Both of them are so firm and sure in their word that he decides to believe them. He decides to have faith that they are sincere. Ming sits down at the first table they find. They decide to go to a restaurant many blocks from the school. The workmen would get to work right away to remove debris and repair the holes before dark. They all came except Hoseok, who was forced to stay.

Jimin all the way in the back and Ming's people on the other side. With everyone gesturing to the shorter one. Jimin keeps tugging on Jungkook's arm, too upset to have them looking at him. He can't see their faces, the hysteria warps them and they look like the monsters he remembers so well. Ming and Namjoon at the same table. Ming looks quite confident and more gang-like.

Those who see Namjoon, consider that he almost looks like a mafia boss. Just missing a suit to match that look.

"Okay, let's start with the easy part," Ming prompts and Namjoon rests his arms on each armrest, leaning back slightly with his hands clasped together. Even in his posture, he is very confident. "I need you to hand over Jimin to me. He's the property of my group. By mistake of a couple of assholes, he escaped and made us come here from Seoul."

"What were you using him for?"

"He's immune. The only immune" He shrugs and Namjoon squints his eyes. That's what Jimin told them, but he wants to hear from him what the stupid thing he came up with is. "There are many who seek immunity and he can give it."