Don't Tell: NamJin ✅

Pink Hair

-------Namjoon POV------

I drove to the building where K.A.Z.O.O was located. I looked up at the building with confusion. I saw the sign: J-hope Tavern

'what?' I thought to myself. I parked my car and got out. I walked around the back and saw the steel door. my heart started to beat faster. 'Why the fuck, does Yoongi know about a place like this.' I was struck with anxiety about what was behind the door. I walked slowly to the steel, silver door. I took a deep breath and knocked. In about 3 seconds an opening slide open on the door and two eyes peered out. 

"What do you want?" The deep voice said to me. 

"I just came here to have a good time," I told him. The opening closed and the door opened. A scary looking figure looked at me. I got a little nervous, but then he smiled at me. It wasn't a creepy smile, but a friendly smile. 

"The name's Kim Taehyung! I haven't seen you here before. Are you a new worker or recruit? or are you really here 'to have a good time?'" 

I looked at the guy in confusion. "A good time," I told him. Yoongi never told me what to do when I got in so I had to wing it. 

"Okay!" Taehyung said with excitement. He reached down to grab a paper and clip board. He handed it to me along with a pen. "Just fill out this survey and we'll match you with the perfect person."

I looked at Taehyung still super confused in what this place was. I took the clip board and pen from Taehyung. I looked at the paper:

K.A.Z.O.O survey form, for your perfect match. 

I thought it might be some new way of speed dating or something so I just rolled with it. I looked back up at Taehyung who was still smiling at me. "Taehyung?" I asked.

"Yes?," he responded.

"What exactly does K.A.Z.O.O stand for?"

"You don't know?! It stands for Kink Act Zutter Outlawed Organization. I didn't choose the name, but it's something," Taehyung said with an awkward chuckle. 

"What exactly does that mean?" I asked him.

"Well, I don't really know but I could ask the boss," Taehyung said to me and pulled out a walkie-talkie. "Yo, J-hope!" he said over the radio. 

"Yes Tae," he responded. 

"What does Kink Act Zutter Outlawed Organization mean again?"

"Why?" J-hope asked.

"Cause..." Taehyung paused for a minute. "Ummm, what's your name?" He asked me. 

"Kim Namjoon," I told him. 

"Kim Namjoon wanted to know," Taehyung told J-hope over the radio. There was silence for a while. 

"J-hope?" Taehyung asked over the radio. 

"Send him to me," J-hope responded. Taehyung looked really confused. 

"I guess the boss wants to see you," Taehyung told me. He took the survey from my hand and placed it back down. "Follow me." I followed Taehyung down a dark hallway full of cages. The cages had people in them. All of the people were just sitting there in their underwear. I was a little scared of what kind of shit this was, then we got to another steel door. Taehyung knocked on it. "It's Taehyung!" He yelled through the door. It opened. There was Hoseok. He had heavy eyeliner and dark clothing, he didn't look very happy and a little scary. He looked at me, and then Taehyung. "What's wrong boss?" Taehyung asked. 

"One of our clients is running low on money and he refuses to give his match back, and it's stressing me out," Hoseok told him. 

"Get Yoongi to deal with him," Taehyung suggested. I perked up at the mention of Yoongi. 

"Wait, Yoongi?" I asked them. They both looked at me. 

"You know Yoongi?" Hoseok asked.

"Yeah," I told him. "What the hell is this Hoseok, why is everyone in cages, and where is Seokjin?" 

Hoseok looked down at his feet and shook his head. He looked up at Taehyung, "go watch the door Tae, I got to talk with Namjoon alone," he said. Taehyung nodded and left down the hall. "Come in Namjoon," he said to me and I walked inside his office. Hoseok sat at his desk and motioned me to sit. I sat on the chair in front of Hoseok. "So, did Yoongi send you?" Hoseok asked me. 

"Yeah, what the fuck is this place?" I asked. He sighed. 

"The bar isn't making enough money, so I opened up this place where people pay to have sex with their 'perfect match'. Sometimes people buy their match to keep and the give me payments for it, sort of like renting a house," Hoseok said. 

"Hobbi that's sick, and not the good sick," I told him.

"Wow. Haven't heard that name in a while. Yeah I know it's sick, but Namjoon I need the money and I'm living the life. I get girls, and occasionally guys, when ever I want."

"Are you keeping these people against their will?" I asked Hoseok. 

"Some of them, yes. Some of them I find and they do it willingly, why do you think it's called Kink Act?"

I thought about it for a minute. "Where is Seokjin?" I asked.

Hoseok started to type on his computer. "Seokjin is not in our file, Namjoon. Why do you ask?" Hoseok said to me. I could tell he was lying. 

"I know you have him here Hobbi. I can tell when your lying," I told him. 

"Namjoon, I really don't have him," Hoseok told me. 

I got up out of my chair and grabbed Hoseok by the shirt pulling him close to me. "Listen I know you have him! Where is he?!" 

I hadn't noticed that Hoseok had pressed a button under his desk. I was suddenly knocked out from behind. I hit the floor and the only thing I saw was pink hair.