Vice

Chapter 16

Jungkook stood completely still, his eyes tracking from Jinyoung to the gun to Seokjin and then back again.

This was his fault, Seokjin had told him that he was in danger, and he had forgotten about it, like the reckless idiot he was. They were too far away for him to make a move, Jinyoung would shoot before he made it two steps. Jimin was right behind the criminal, so that wouldn't do any good either. He needed to stall, give himself more time to think.

"Who let you in here, Jinyoung?" he asked, keeping his hands firmly at his sides. He felt Jimin move against his back, but not enough to be visible. "This party is for the wealthy and influential, but you are neither of those things."

Jinyoung didn't answer, but he did smile. Meanly, but at least the criminal got a reaction. Seokjin was breathing very fast, Jungkook could see his chest rising and falling, and his mouth was open like he was panting. Namjoon would probably kill Jungkook in his sleep if Seokjin had another episode. Jungkook prayed his hacker was just scared, but he had seen that look before.

"Why are you threatening my associate?" the criminal asked, continuing his attempt to stall. The only problem was that he couldn't think of a way to getting Seokjin to safety without someone getting shot. Jimin moved again, but Jinyoung noticed this time.

"Stop whatever you're doing back there and stand still," he said, his eyes flicking over Jungkook's shoulder momentarily before returning to focus on the criminal. Maybe Jimin had a plan. "You didn't answer my question," Jungkook replied, somehow managing to keep his voice calm.

"You know why, you won't be able to take it. We are going to get it first," Jinyoung said. He sounded very relaxed, but the arm he had around Seokjin's neck tightened almost imperceptibly.

The hacker was staring at Jungkook. Or, staring through him. He was doing that thing again, thinking so hard that it was like the criminal wasn't there. Seokjin was lost in his own brilliant mind. Jungkook locked his eyes on Seokjin's, trying to nonverbally bring the hacker back and reassure him that everything would be fine, even though there was absolutely no guarantee of that being true.

Jinyoung shifted, nudging Seokjin's temple with the barrel of the gun as he lowered his arm, now wrapping it around the hacker's waist. Jungkook could clearly see Jinyoung's fingers tapping out a rhythm against Seokjin's side.

Jungkook hissed under his breath, curling and uncurling his fists. He was itching for a gun, a knife, anything he could use to make Jinyoung let his hacker go. This was worse than Taehyung, way worse. At least with Taehyung, Seokjin had consented to being touched. But he was at gunpoint this time, and Jungkook wanted skin Jinyoung alive for putting his filthy hands on his beloved.

"We are going to leave now, and you two are going to stay here and count to a thousand. If you follow us, he will die, got it?" Jinyoung asked, visibly squeezing Seokjin's waist. Jungkook was really and truly panicking now. He had no idea what to do, how to stop them from leaving.

Seokjin seemed to return to himself, his eyes focusing as he glanced sideways at the row of sinks, and then downward at his feet. After a second, he looked back up at the criminal and winked.

"You don't have to threaten me, I'll go willingly," Seokjin said, using his most silky voice and pressing back against Jinyoung. The other man looked about as shocked as Jungkook felt. This wasn't happening, was it?

"Seriously, point your toy somewhere else. They're starting to bore me anyway, so as long as you can pay, I'll get that stupid file for you." Seokjin must have noticed the disbelief that was no doubt plastered across the criminal's face, because he rolled his eyes and then winked again, very exaggeratedly this time. His hacker must have an idea.