Tattoo Namkook

Chapter 2

Namjoons eyes widened. I felt shy and scared at the same time. "I-i...." I stuttered and struggled to find the words. He grabbed my wrists and looked at them. "Why?" I couldn't answer him and looked away. "I...I'm tired can I just sleep now?" He sighed. "Sorry I get very curious sometimes." I nodded. "It's okay." "Well you said you where sleepy?" I nodded. "I'll go set the couch up then." He walked downstairs and to the couch. He pulled out the couch and put the top down creating a bed. He grabbed some blankets and pillows and set the bed up. "Thank you." He nodded. "Your welcome." I sat down on the couch and thought to myself for a while. "Goodnight." I looked up at Namjoon behind the couch. "Goodnight." He turned the lights off making me stiff. I lied down and hugged the blanket close to me.

I laid there for an hour in fear. I got up and tiptoed towards Namjoons room. I read the sign on the door and felt like there was no hope. "I don't wanna brake a rule...but I hate the dark.." I sighed a little to loud and Namjoons room lit up with light. "Hello? Jungkook?" I gulped. "I-I..I'm kinda scared o-of the dark..." "come in." I shakily turned the doorknob to see Namjoon in his bed. "Just lay in the bed..." I nodded and closed the door. I walked towards his bed and laid in it. As I lifted the blanket I saw him shirtless making me blush. He had abs and tattoos. I blushed seeing them. "Quit fan girling over my six pack I'm getting cold." I quickly covered up in the blanket And slept or atleast was gonna sleep. I looked at Namjoon admiring his features. I closed my eyes and felt his hand grab mine. I tried to move his hand off but he didn't budge. "N-Namjoon?" He continued to sleep so I awkwardly closed my eyes and let sleep consume me.

Namjoons pov

I woke up and stretched. I don't know what it is about this kid but I feel close to him. I got up and left the room and started my daily routine of brushing my teeth and getting ready for work. I wrote down a note and left. I'm sure Jungkook will be fine on his own. I continued walking down the street and towards Are van. I got in the front and made Hoseok move to the other side. "What are we doing today boss?" I yawned. "Where gonna be hunting down a kidnapper and killing him, it should be quit easy." They nodded. "Name sir?" "Peter san." Hoseok nodded and searched the name on his computer.

I started driving to the location and let the boys do their jobs. I sat in the car writing down more plans from Are boss and my heart skipped a beat when I saw jeon Jungkook wanted dead or alive and returned home. I gulped it has to be someone else right? I grabbed the picture and froze. "It's him..." I knew I had no choice but to send him home eventually or my boss would kill all of us. The boys came back with a little girl asleep in suga's arms. They got in and I looked at them. "What the hell is a little girl doing in the car!?"

"Well....we found her on the ground knocked out and the kidnaper was gonna kill her so we took her." Jimin said nervously. "And What are we gonna do with her?" Suga spoke up. "Keep her." I face palmed mentally. "And what do you think are boss is gonna do?" "Will keep it a secret." I sighed knowing I couldn't change their minds. "Fine." They smiled. I started the car and drove to the tattoo shop. I got out of the car and walked in starting my job.

Jungkooks pov

I woke up and looked around. Namjoon wasn't there. I looked at his room admiring it. It was full of art. I looked at his desk to see tattoo ink but no tattoo machine. I wondered out of bed and explored the house. I got to the kitchen and the voices in my head started talking again.
"Do it!"
"Kill yourself!"
The continued to chant driving me insane. I picked up the knife and held it to my wrist. "Maybe I am better off dead." I pressed down the knife and started moving it across my wrist i bit my lip from the pain. And watched as the blood poured out. "Jungkook I'm home!" Namjoon yelled while setting his bags down.

I dropped the knife as he looked up and hid my wrist behind my back. "Jungkook?" He said with suspicion in his voice. "Y-yeah?" I said hoping he didn't see. He walked up to me and picked up the knife. "Why did you drop a knife and why do you have one?" I couldn't speak as I felt the blood trickle down my wrist.

Please don't drop onto the floor?

"Oh I-i...I was just putting it back the proper way..." he lifted an eyebrow. "But it was in its place the proper way." I felt some blood drip and stepped back onto it hiding it. "What are you hiding?" I gulped. "Nothing." My heart was pounding. "Show me your hands." I shook my head. "Jungkook show me your hands or I'll send you home." I slowly moved my hands out from behind my back revealing blood and a cut on my wrist. He grabbed my arm and looked at the cut then back at me. "Why?" I looked away. "I'm sorry.." he sighed. "Go sit down I'll get the first aid kit." I nodded and sat down on the couch.

He came back and started cleaning my cut making me bite my lip in pain. He took notice and apologized. "Sorry I'm almost done." He pulled out a big bandage and placed it onto my cut. I smiled at how kind he was. "Thank you." My heart felt weird and so did my stomach. He smiled back. "Your welcome, your probably hungry I'll go make you something if you need anything I'll be in the kitchen." I nodded and sat on the couch bored. The door opened revealing a little girl and a man with mint hair. He looked st me then back at Namjoon. "Who are you?" "Jungkook."