JK stormed up to Namjoon, who quirked a brow as the billionaire approached him. Chris was still on his heels, very confused.
"You're coming with me." Jungkook grabbed the man's arm. Namjoon glanced at Han and Jin behind them.
Jungkook followed his gaze. "Security issue."
Han's eyes widened and he nodded and pulled Jin away. Jungkook pulled Namjoon to a back hallway where no one was. he told Chris to wait outside and threw Namjoon against the wall.
"What did you do to them?" Jungkook demands, his state dark.
"What? who?" Namjoon played innocent; a dimple smile grew on his evil face. "I haven't done anything. what are you accusing me of, Jeon Jungkook?"
Jungkook faltered. he really didn't know, but Namjoon knew what was going on. He knew Namjoon knew what was going on. he grabbed the orders collar. "You did something to Yoongi, I know it—"
"I did" Namjoon confesses. "I did everything to Yoongi. you should ask him about—" the man held up a tattooed hand to his neck, showing three dots burned into his skin. "This. now, if you'll excuse me pretty boy. I have to go. see you around, Mr. jeon."
Namjoon grinned brightly and skipped out of the hall. Jungkook was left confused and concerned. What the hell did that mean? Sure he had answers, but it only led to more questions. Namjoon and Yoongi are connected, but how? What did "three dots" mean, and what had he done to Yoongi?
No one was responding to him. So, he left the art show, frustrated. Namjoon was gone. Chris followed at his heels, concerned. "Is something wrong sir? I saw Mr. Kim leave—"
"It was a mistake, Bang Chan. You can go home. I'm leaving so you won't be needed. Until next time, yeah?" JK glanced up distractedly from his phone. He was looking up Yoongi's address.he got in a uber and made the driver speed all the way there, convincing him with a crisp extra hindered.
When he arrived at Yoongi's he felt his heart drop. Everything was ruined. He was...robbed again? How could this happen twice? It definitely had something to do with Namjoon he was sure of it. How could this happen twice? Did they go after Jimin? Was Jimin involved?
He rushed over to Jimin's, knowing the address from sending the artist pay checks. The door swung open, blowing in an invisible breeze. He called out to the boys but got no answer. His eyes landed on the pool of blood in the kitchen. Jungkook gasps.
Who's was this? Yoongi's? Felix's? Jimin's?
Jungkook didn't know what to do anymore. he gripped the counter to stay up, feeling his heart race and breathing quicken. If it was any of the boys, he would feel horrible. He'd let Namjoon into the club that first time.
Jin had said he was a producer, was Jin in on this as well? fuck.
The door opened behind him, and he spun, half expecting to see a gun at his head.it was Jimin. In his big pink sweater and black jeans. He had blood on his hands. His eyes landed on the younger boy, and he burst into tears, and fell to his knees in the doorway.
"He's gone!"
"Who's gone?" Jungkook dropped down next to Jimin, hands fluttering uselessly.
"Yoongi—he-he left." Jimin put his hands on his face. "I need him, Jungkook. Where is he?"
Jimin begged the boy in front of him grabbing his clothes and sobbing on his lap. But he didn't have an answer for the sobbing boy.
"I don't know Jimin—Jimin, who's blood is this?"
"Tae's."
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FanfictionJJK-MYG Yoongi is balancing running from the mafia, balancing his love life and keeping it all hidden from his friends. But it's all his fault, right?
