Across The Fear

42. Burns And Kisses

Lyon, France
2:30 p.m

"I think we might have been a bit harsh with our words, YN!" Namjoon muttered to his wife as the there stepped inside the European Interpol headquarters.
YN narrowed her eyes at him.
"Why? Do you perhaps feel for your ex-girlfriend, husband?"

Namjoon's eyes widened in shock and Woozi snickered behind him as he stole a couple glances of the jelous woman. YN's brows were twisted and a small evident pout was itched on her face.

Namjoon looked like he's questioning his own existence as his mouth parted slightly open and he looked like a deer caught in the headlight. His breath stuttered as his mouth gaped like fish.

A man in a crisp suit walked to them and interfered before the couple could get into an argument and interrupted their conversation.

"Good Afternoon Mr Kim and Mrs Kim! Mr Connor is ready to see you. This way please!"

The man greeted them and lead them to a specific cabin.
The cabin was isolated from other rooms. Even the reception was at quite a distance leaving the area in solitaire.
The man knocked on the fancy Oak door and open it wide, leading them in.
There sat a man in his 50s, looking at them with a small smile with and an antique glasses sitting on his nose.
There was another man sharing out of the giant French window, only his back visible to the Kims.

"Mr. Connor, good to see you. I'm Jihoon Min. And this is my brother and sister-in-law, Namjoon Kim and YN Kim! Dad sent you his regards for making time for us on such a short notice!"

The man grinned widely and introduced himself.
"Steve James Connor, Head Secretariat. And that's my current partner, Bradley Lake from New York. He's here in a corporate mission."

The moment YN heard the name, the man near the window turned around to show himself. But before anyone could notice or react, YN picked up the heavy paperweight from the table and threw it right at the man's direction.

Bradley barely ducked as the rough edge of the paperweight grazed his cheek and made a loud banging noise, colliding to the glass window.

Everyone's eyes went wide like saucers and their breaths got stuck with their throats. Steve looked horrified by her sudden gesture of aggression but Namjoon and Bradley looked worried.
Jihoon for the first time felt the aggression of the woman infront of him.
But right now was not the good time address his fears and turmoils.

"Baby, do you know him?" Namjoon threaded carefully, unaware of the pleasantries slipping past his lips. YN mumbled something inaudibly and started to shiver slowly. Her body trembled and pupils dilated and breathing haggard.

Bradley sprang forward to help but Jihoon blocked him off, wary of his presence and YN's sudden withdrawal.

Namjoon lied her down on the couch and messily rummaged through YN's purse and fished out a set of syringe and injection.
He prepared it with trembling hands but the panic coursing through his head didn't let him stick the needle into his wife's skin.

"Let me do it, Mr Kim." Bradley hesitantly spoke and Namjoon snapped his head in his direction so hard that one could swear they heard a crack.
He only glared at the man without loosing his grip on the syringe.

Jihoon softly rubbing his arm and squeezed it in assurance, making him loosen his grip.
He handed it over to the man and warned him.
"Hurt my family and I will burn alive yours infront of you!"

It took YN around half an hour to gain her colors. Namjoon instantly jumped on her pulling her into a bone crushing hug. Jihoon for the first time, smiled genuinely, a small wave of comfort and satisfaction bloomed in his heart.
Namjoon kept rocking YN in his arms and peppering her with butterfly kisses on her face, making her chuckle at the cushiony soft feeling of her husband's lips.