On The Run

Chapter 12

Jimin nervously glanced at Taehyung who held his head up high as he straightened out his clothes. Jimin looked down, he didn’t understand how Taehyung wasn’t nervous or scared. His heart thumped against his chest as Taehyung knocked on the hotel door.

Shortly the door opened and Daejung smiled at them.

“Right on time. Come in.” He moved out the way, letting them inside. “Have a seat on the couch. Would you like anything to drink? Water? Juice? Vodka?” 

“We don’t want anything from you, just say what you gotta say!” Taehyung snapped as they sat down on the couch.

Daejung chuckled. “I swear…now I know why Jin is so far up your ass. You’re truly one fearless omega. Not just a pretty face, I like that.” He poured himself a glass of Scotch and sat on the couch across from them.

He looked between Taehyung and Jimin. Seeing the mixed reactions, thrilled him. Jimin was shaking like a little lamb while Taehyung sat there as fearless as a tiger. He was determined to break Taehyung and make him shiver like Jimin.

“So you two will listen to every last one of my demands.” 

“Go fuck yourself!” Taehyung snapped. “I refuse, even if you tell Jin, go ahead. I’ll take my chances!” 

Daejung took a sip of his drink and nodded. “I guess you wouldn’t care what happens to you huh?” 

“I’ve prepared for the worse.” He knew at least Jimin would be ok because he was with Jungkook and Jungkook wouldn’t let Seokjin hurt him. If this was his ultimate sacrifice for his cousin, then he was going to do it.

Daejung sipped his drink again and nodded. He set the glass down on the table before grabbing Jimin.

The omega screamed out, thrashing as Daejung tossed him on the bed. Taehyung sprung up and was about to launch at Daejung until the alpha held a gun to Jimin’s temple.

“Do I have your attention now? The problem with you and Seokjin is that even though you two are cold-blooded, you have people that you care about. And when you care about people they become your weak spot.” 

“If someone shot your mother or Namjoon Hyung, wouldn’t you care?” Taehyung asked, doing his best to keep his composure.

Daejung shrugged. “I don’t want any weaknesses to hold me back so sometimes sacrifices are needed.” 

Taehyung gripped his fists, trying to control his anger. “What the fuck do you want me from me?” 

“I want you to expose Seokjin to the police and get him arrested.” 

“Why would you want that?” 

“I want his throne. That throne that your lover boy is sitting on was originally mine and he stole it from me. So I want it back.” 

“I don’t know what you want me to do? How can I get information to get him arrested?” 

“I know two detectives that will take any piece of information they can get their hands on.” Daejung smiled when he saw Taehyung’s face contorted with anger. “So you have to ask yourself a question…who is more important? Your fling with that knot head or the life of your brother. Even if I don’t kill him today, I can always get to him. I have people everywhere waiting for the command to shatter his little skull.” He tapped the gun against Jimin’s temple. The omega whimpered as tears poured down his cheeks. “Give me your answer or else I’ll take your silence as a no.” 

Taehyung’s breathing increased.

“One…” 

Was Daejung bluffing?