A pure Soul

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I could see that Taehyung wasn't too happy about Namjoon's decision and if I am being honest, I was also a bit scared for Jimin, but I also knew we can't keep him here, especially not after what he was willing to do to get out of here.

Pov. Jungkook

"You can leave now.", Jimin's eyes wander through the room in an attempt to avoid mine, which were glued at him for about 15 minutes now, taking in even the slightest movement. "No.", a smirk appeared on my lips as I saw his eyes widen in shock, staring back at me. "W-why n-not?", he asked, while trying to hide the fact that he is afraid, which to be fair miserably failed.  I jump out of my chair and stroll slowly over to the bed he is lying on. He backed towards the wall, without letting me out of his sight. "What do you think, sweetie?", I sit down on the bed, but as he remains silent I start talking once again "After what you did earlier, you can't possibly think that I leave you alone! So that you get the chance to do something stupid again.", I fuzz his hair as he rolls his eyes and sighs at my answer. "I already told you that I won't do anything like this again. You can trust me..." I burst out laughing as soon as those words left his mouth "Sweetie, you are too pure for this world! I can't just trust you!" he scrutinizes me annoyed "First of all don't call me those names and second of all you should try trusting other people... It makes your life a lot easier!" "I am a mafiosi, cutie! If I would trust any random person I met, just like that. I would be dead within a day! Let me also point out that you aren't the best person to teach someone about trusting other people.", "What makes you think that...", he sighs annoyed, while massaging the bridge of his nose. "That's pretty easy. Even though you have always lived in Seoul, there aren't any documents of you, since the age of nine. No health insurance and no activity's in your free time. The only evidence that you live in Seoul is the school archive, but still there are no people in your class, who know more about you than your name and your age.", I finish my little presentation about my research results, and his expression has changed from annoyance once again to a frightened one. "What are you? Some kind of stalker! You are a big creep, I don't even know you and I didn't do anything to you, how do you know so much about me!", he scolds me as his frightened expression turned into an angry one. The scolding took me a bit by surprise, no one had ever dared to scold me, with exception of my Hyungs. And now there is this small and cute boy in our home, yelling at me as if he is my mother... "When you helped me, the other day, you run away. So I wanted to make sure you made it home safely." "By stalking me?" "No, not by stalking you! By researching were you live, so I am able to check on you." "Researching about someone is another way to say stalking someone! I totally forgot that I helped you... If this psycho knew who you are, he'll think I am part of your gang... The next time he sees me I am finished...", he loses himself into his thoughts. "Then it is good, that you'll never see him again... I took care of him as soon as you left.", I tried to assure him, but his expression shifted again. "What is wrong with you guys? How many people do you kill in just a week? And why do you tell me about it, I can go to the police!" "You could do that, but it wouldn't matter... We sign most of the police officers paychecks. But you can try it, if you want", I pat his head and give the boy in front of me, with eyes as big as tennisballs a big smile. 

I watch his lips turn into an adorable pout and was about to stand up from the bed, as the door swings open revealing Yoongi, with a piercing glance directed at me. "Jungkook, emergency now!" His voice and his expression were firm nearly expressionless, before he could turn around again, I quickly asked "What should I do with him, I can't just leave him after what he did!" "I already told you, I won't do it again, you can trust me!", Yoongi stayed still as he listened to Jimin's words before turning his heels once again and walking towards the boy. 

*click* "Stop, what are you doing! Open it!", as soon as a clicking noise was heard Jimin started to protest. "You gave my brothers enough troubles for one day, so stay silent or I will unfortunately lose the key! You understand me?", Jimin's protest stopped in an instant and he obediently nodded. As Yoongi stepped away from the smaller I could see the reason of his sudden obedience, he was handcuffed to the bed, he was staring at the small key, Yoongi was playfully twisting between his thumb and pointing finger. "He won't be able to do anything stupid. Now come on, we have wasted enough time! And you...", he turned one more time around, pointing at the Jimin threateningly, making the younger jump a bit before continuing, "If you even think about something stupid for just a second, we gonna have a problem, understood?!", Jimin's gaze lowered as he gives a defeated small nod. "We'll be right back, sweetie! Till later.", I give him a small wave as I close the door behind me.

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