Six Evil Step Brothers - Yoongi X Jungkook- Yoonkook

21

Minho stood in the dimly lit room, nervously pacing back and forth. His heart pounded in his chest as he waited for the Boss's response, his hands trembling slightly. Yoongi lay unconscious in the corner, his breathing shallow and uneven, blood still matted in his hair. The room felt suffocating, the air thick with tension and the stench of fear.

The Boss, seated behind a large oak desk, observed Minho with a calm, calculating gaze. He took a slow drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the darkness. "So," the Boss finally spoke, his voice smooth and low, "he's one of the Kim's, huh?"

"Yeah... yeah, I guess," Minho stammered, trying to keep his composure. "They didn't care about him just a few days ago, but now they're going crazy for him. I don't get it... Why now?"

The Boss exhaled a cloud of smoke, leaning back in his chair as he regarded Minho with a bemused expression. "What do you want me to do about it?"

Minho hesitated, glancing nervously at Yoongi's limp form. "I... I don't know. I don't care, really. But he can't get back to his brothers. If he does... they'll kill me. I'm done for."

The Boss chuckled softly, a sinister sound that sent a shiver down Minho's spine. "You're in quite a predicament, aren't you?" He paused, tapping the ash from his cigarette. "But don't worry. I know someone who would be very interested in messing with the Kims."

Minho's eyes widened with a mix of fear and curiosity. "Really? Who?"

The Boss leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Mr. Kim had a brother... well, had a brother. Mr. Kim is rumored to be behind his death. And now, his brother's son, well... let's just say he's been looking for a little revenge. Don't you think this could be the perfect opportunity?"

Minho's mouth went dry as the implications sank in. "Wahhh... Boss, you're... you're awesome!" he managed to say, though the excitement in his voice was tinged with unease.

The Boss's smile didn't reach his eyes as he regarded the unconscious Yoongi. "Actually, you brought me something very useful... Good job." He nodded toward the door. "Take some money from the manager before you leave and keep your mouth shut. None will reach you if you do as you're told."

Relief washed over Minho as he quickly nodded, but the sense of dread lingered. He turned to leave, but then paused as the Boss's voice stopped him cold.

"Such a pretty thing," the Boss murmured, his gaze fixated on Yoongi. He tilted his head slightly, as if contemplating something. "It's a shame to kill something this pretty."

Minho swallowed hard, his throat tight with fear. He dared not look back at Yoongi as he quickly exited the room, the door closing with an ominous click behind him.

Left alone, the Boss stood up and walked over to where Yoongi lay. He crouched down, studying Yoongi's pale, bruised face with a disturbing intensity. "A real shame," he whispered, a smile playing on his lips. "But sometimes, sacrifices have to be made."

He stood up, the echo of his footsteps fading as he moved back to his desk. The room fell silent again, the only sound the faint, labored breathing of Yoongi, who remained oblivious to the danger that now surrounded him.---
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The police arrived at Minho's apartment, the tension palpable as the Kim brothers stood just behind them. Minho, who had already returned home, answered the door with an air of indifference. His eyes flicked from the officers to the brothers, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

One of the officers stepped forward. "Why weren't you home when they came looking for you earlier?"

Minho leaned casually against the doorframe, his voice smooth and calculated. "I was home. That guy," he said, pointing directly at Jungkook, "grabbed my collar and punched me. So I stepped out for a smoke to cool down after they left."