The Unders (BTS fanfic)

Chapter 4: Changmin

I watched as the Highers took that woman away. It was almost cruel, no, in fact, it was most certainly cruel. I had an urge to sell out her son, and getting Jungkook involved in the mix would just be a bonus. A lot of money would be offered for sure. Her unconscious body was dragged away, and I watched a frozen Jimin, staring at the blood trail she left behind.

I reached through the bars of my cell and tugged on a tuft of Jungkook's hair. I smirked as he whipped around with a glare plastered over his face. "What?" He asked grumpily.

"Show the kid then. I want to get a better look at him," I released his hair and waited. From what I could tell from the conversations of the Highers, this child was my half-nephew. I wanted to see just how much Namjoon had gotten into him. I would be able to tell from how much I wanted to punch him.

"Are you joking? No way man," Jungkook chuckled.

"What? Why not?!" I frowned. Jungkook instinctively moved away from the barred wall we shared, in case I made a grab for him again.

"Did you not just hear what I promised her? I can't let this boy get captured. Plus, you're the shadiest person in Purgatory,"

"Why do you even care though? It's not like you know her,"

He sighed and paused before speaking, "I'm only trying to be a good person here, nothing you would know about. I used to be an Under too, you know, and I know it's not easy there," Jungkook talked while avoiding eye contact.

"So you do know her then!" I guessed correctly judging from his silence, but pressed no further. I thought it would be fun to delve deeper on a different topic. "So, how'd you screw up then? You must have done something to end up with us Broken," I scoffed at his little backstory.

"I got caught stealing their shit. That's all," He shrugged.

"You sound greedy. At least there's a reason why you're down here," I rolled my eyes. "All I've done wrong is been born,"

Jungkook didn't respond, so I laid down on the floor and huffed to fill the silence. The sound of more footsteps coming into Purgatory made me sit up straight again. I saw Jungkook rearranging the blankets over the boy again.

"Haven't you all done enough today? What is it you want this time?!" Jimin stormed down the main hallway towards the Highers.

"Yah. Aren't you employed by us? We're only here to collect someone,"

"Who?"

"Kim Changmin,"

A grin burst onto my face as Jungkook looked at me completely shocked. I stood up immediately, brushing dirt off of my clothes. I was desperate to go home; back to Higher. Jimin pointed at my cell as I stretched out my hand and waved to the collector.

"You're one lucky bastard for getting out of here. I don't know why you're so important, or why Jacheol has called you back, and to be honest, I don't care, so don't bother talking to me,"

"Oh, ok, cool," I nodded thoughtfully as he unlocked my door. "So, what's your name?" I smirked. I saw Jungkook face-palm out of the corner of my eye and I shrugged.

"Don't make me shoot you," He growled at me, flashing his gun.

I stood my ground. "You can't do that and you know it. You couldn't even do it to that woman earlier. You only had the guts to knock her out, and since I weigh more, I'm guessing you won't be able to drag me back on your own," I retorted smugly.

He bit the inside of his cheek and paused. "Min Yoongi. Now come on," He spat.

I followed Min Yoongi out of Purgatory, gleefully waving goodbye to the other Broken, making sure to blow a kiss to Jungkook and that child, who may or may not turn out to be my relative. Least to say, neither of them were very impressed by my farewells.