"The CIA? You really dug your own grave there man," Jimin chuckles, taking a sip of his drink.
"There is more to the story, someone has been trying to trace your destination, which fortunatly i have been able to stop. Someone is after you and i'm sure it isn't the CIA agent that raised the child," Hoseok continues, looking at Namjoon.
"What do i do now? We need to eliminate this person," Namjoon states, panic building up inside of him.
"I might have a plan, but i will only help the two of you if i can join your little club," Jimin laughs, pointing at the leader.
"What makes you think i can trust you," Namjoon says, questioning the vage man.
"I got money, power and i know people. The only problem is that i don't 'have' people besides my beautiful girls. Besides their bodies they are no good. Your men look interesting and i feel like we could make a great team."
"You understand there is no way you are going to tell me what to do if i let you join, I am the boss, you'll have to obey my orders," Namjoon scoffs, feeling almost offended by the man.
Jimin licks his lip, chuckling at the leader his response. He was enjoying to see the other so frustrated, knowing exactly how to push his buttons.
"Of course i know that," The he smiles.
The leader sighs and ruffles his hair in frustration.
"Guess that makes us seven now, let's meet tomorrow again, so both of you can sign the contract." He looks at Hoseok who had been unaware he had to join the gang all this time, "You didn't think we were going to do buisness without a contract Hoseok, did you? I am not making that same mistake again."
"Two more members? Are you sick in your brain Namjoon? We can't trust these fucking money hungry idiots!" Yoongi yells.
As soon as they got back to the hide out Namjoon had told the others Jimin and Hoseok would be joining the gang by tomorrow. And like expected, Yoongi was against that idea.
"Speak up! What are you hiding!" Yoongi adds, this time ever angrier.
Namjoon walks over him, forcefully grabbing the other by his neck. Yoongi was much shorter than him, which made it easier to handle him physically.
"I think you forgot what the contract said, don't disobey me."
"I'm not going to keep kissing your ass Namjoon."
"So you want to die?" Namjoon asks, thightning his grip making it harder for the other to breath.
Yoongi his eyes widen in shock, trying to get Namjoon his hand away from him.
"The harder you try, the less air i will allow you to get," the leader chuckles, wrapping his other hand around his neck as well.
"P-please," Yoongi whimpers, the colour in his face slowly fading.
"Will you start to listen to me then?"
"Ye-es."
Namjoon lets go of his neck, causing Yoongi to collaps onto the ground. He breaths heavily, looking at the others in the hope they would comment on Namjoon his behavior. But nobody did, scared the leader would treat them the same way.
"Go to bed, Jimin and Hoseok will be here tomorrow morning. Accept them like family, and if i find anyone being difficult, i will not be as nice as just now," the leader states, walking away from the other members and dissapearing into his bedroom.
Seokjin helped Yoongi off of the floor and let him into their bedroom as well, leaving Jungkook and Taehyung alone to share the way too small couch.
"The floor looks quite comfortable," Jungkook says, trying to get out of the awkward situation.
"Don't be a pussy," Taehyung chuckles, pulling the youngest into his ams onto the couch.
He places the blankets over them, receiving a frustrated sigh from Jungkook.
"What? Not used to skinship?" Taehyung whispers, burying his face into the others neck.
"Taehyung isn't this a bit much?"
"I told you you would be the little spoon," Taehyung grins, pecking the skin behind Jungkook's ear.
The youngest his eyes widen at the others sudden action.
"I need my own partner in crime baby boy," Taehyung whispers once more, carresing Jungkook his cheek.
