jinmin \\ The Prince and his Guardian

Dagger and Gun

Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

The two men try to sleep on, peacefully and uninterrupted.

Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

'What is that?' the older male groans as he buries his head into his pillow. Slowly opening his eyes and reassuringly rubbing Seokjin's arm, Jimin offers to check. 'You can sleep on, it's fine. I'll go see who it is.'

Reluctantly he rolls away from his prince and sits up, his bare feet coming to touch the slightly ticklish texture of the carpet. The guardian stands up tiredly, having forcefully been awakened from his sleep, and supports his head with a hand. With lazy steps he arrives at the door on which has been knocked two more times by now in a hasty and desperate manner.

Glancing over his shoulder, Jimin assumes Seokjin's sleeping soundly again and decides to leave the door ajar as to not let much light from the hallway enter the room.

He opens it. It's the employee from some hours ago.

'Hello, sir. Is something wrong?' The guard kindly offers as he blinks a couple of times until he's awakened enough to register the panic-stricken look on the employee's face and the desperate tone of his hushed voice.

'Sir, if you would please come with me, there's a man who wishes to see you!'

Any sign of sleepiness on Jimin's face and in his posture has disappeared at once upon hearing the strange request. There is someone who wants to see him? In the middle of the night?

'Me?' Jimin asks, because surely the prince must be way more important than him.

'Yes, you! He wants to see you, sir, please come quickly!' the man frantically explains, and in a single breath he says, 'My boss had called me immediately to the reception, so I rushed to her side. But when I had entered the lobby, he was threatening her as he held her at gunpoint and then turned to me! He forced me to bring the guardian, which could only mean you so please come quickly!'

He seems to stumble with his words and Jimin holds up his hand as to shush him. 'OK, OK, I'll come! Just a moment!'

Slightly closing the door, he rushes soundlessly back to the open space in the room and tries to locate his clothes in the dark. The hasty guardian can only think of one thing as he swiftly dresses up and takes his dagger with him.

Jungkook...

Within a moment he finds himself in the hallway and shuts the door, thus leaving his prince behind. After having run a hand through his hair, he runs with the employee down the path and the stairs to arrive in the lobby, which is empty apart from one distressed woman. It's the owner who'd welcomed them upon their arrival.

The concerned valet runs to his boss whereas Jimin glances around the place, in search of a young man dressed in all black.

'Miss! Miss, are you all right? Do you want me to bring you a glass of water?' the valet asks as he kneels beside the owner. She is slowly regaining the feeling in her legs and hands as she looks at him with a pained expression.

'You called me,' Jimin calmly states as he walks up to her. 'Did he wound you?'

The middle-aged woman has enough power to shake her head at him as she stares at the ground. With a small hand she tugs at her long, black skirt and slowly, she opens her mouth as if she's ready to speak but no sound passes from her thin lips.

'Do you know where he went? Is he waiting for me?'

'He is,' she can let out in a whisper and raises her arm.