beauty & the beast

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Bobby only arches an eyebrow at the convenient appearance of his right hand. ''Well around you looking pretty banged up,'' he comments, though wasting little time for explanation before proceeding with the meeting. ''I'll give you the quick run down: I'll be releasing some guys and gals to the street to guard the headquarters, and I want you to supervise those kids.'' And he says this as his eyes skim through the gang members in front of him, who are watching him back in anticipation. ''Dabin, Jungkook, and and Kris; I'll trust you with the front, since you three are the best shooters we have. Jennie, Seulgi, and Jimin; hold the left wing. You guys have great aims...''

He goes on and on about his proposal as clear as he can make himself be, letting the members object or question his decisions for feedbacks. Bobby may be the most fearsome, coldblooded person out there, but at least he has enough wits to accept opinions from his underlings. Once the meeting comes to an end, he gives his members one last warning to be wary of anything that feels too good to be true, and waits until everyone leaves. Although, he purposely grips Jun's wrist to hold the younger male back from leaving as well. ''Stay. We need to discuss a few things,'' he tells the cheeto. ''Especially about last night,'' he adds in a quieter, darker tone.

The male just nodded all through out Bobby explaining his planning for everything, he then was able to leave together with everyone else before he was held back, bobby held his wrist and jun looked up, raising an eyebrow- he quietly stepped back, the door closing as jun just kept his head down. "Nothing to talk about, I missed my shot and hurt you, sorry, boss." He said as he fixed his clothes and pulled down his hoodie by the hem.

He then once again was going to leave- he then turned back. "..Yoo Heedo, twenty two years old, send from another gang, or perhaps an oraganization." He spoke, pursing his lips together as he walked around the huge table in the middle and held the doorknob and slowly twisted it, and left the door quietly.

Maybe.. it was too sudden for him to change- he can't help it- it comes out of his salty attitude/ feeling he had left inside of him- maybe he was actually liking him  and if he was.. he surely had to start killing that feeling off.

Well, isn't that a pleasant way to bid someone goodbye. And Bobby is just starting to root for the boy. There is no denying that what Jun just did is shady as fuck, which makes the gang leader wonder if somehow...Jun is linked with all of this, as unreasonable as that may sound. Unless he is really just avoiding Bobby because the enemy's end has their fingers wrapped around his right hand? Whatever is the case, he now feels suspicious of Jun.

So as soon as he leaves the meeting room, he calls for his most cunning spy to check on Jun — none other than Jungkook, the front shooter, who is actually his most trustworthy spy among the others. Simply because he practically raised Jungkook ever since the kid was fifteen. ''Since you'll be under his supervision, look out for anything he does,'' he tells the boy, before heading off to try and find Jun. Bobby may have just sent someone to spy on what the cheeto might be up to, but he still prefers confronting his potential enemy face-to-face. And since the confrontation will happen indoor, he armed himself with a throwing knife instead — portable and easy for a quick kill, if necessary.

When he spots the orange head — head under the hood of his jacket — not too far from the meeting room — odd, why is he still there? — he gently taps his right hand's shoulder with the blade of his knife. ''I didn't say you may leave, pretty boy,'' he says sternly. ''When I say we need to talk, it really means "we", and not just "you" talking and walking out on me.''

The male bit down his lower lip quietly as he clenched his jaw together before he turned around and wiped off the blood from his busted lip. "Well, im sorry for being such a disappointment, boss." He said as he didn't know what was he doing and what should be acting like- this was driving him insane, him trying to get this mind straight and trying to not be suspicious.. it was just breaking him down slowly and slowly- and his stupid feelings decided to come through as well.

"Boss, you were almost assasinated, I couldn't help but hold that angle to shoot him without you knowing because it would trigger the guy to pull the trigger faster." He spoke softly as he looked down, sighed heavily as that was the only thing that left his mouth. "I had to." That was the last thing he said.

He maybe wanted bobby drunk more than being sober- somehow it was his turn to probably go and get drunk and probably pour his feelings out to bobby and get himself killed- he was slowly losing the thought to kill bobby- mostly he couldn't do it anymore-

Bobby is caught off guard by how Jun just blurted out everything without him asking anything. Though that doesn't lessen his grip on the knife that slowly kisses Jun's neck coldly, on the flat side. ''I was gonna ask why you didn't have your own gun at that time,'' he says as flatly as possible. ''You and I both know every member that lives under this roof must be armed the moment they step outside, not excluding you.'' The blue haired male then inclines his neck to one side, chin raised as he looks down to the orange head. ''So why weren't you armed, and had to take my gun to shoot that guy off the building?

''I honestly like you, I really do~,'' he quickly adds with a small low chuckle. ''But I give no tolerance to whoever disobeys my rules. So what has gotten into you, Park Junhee?''

the male closed his eyes as he tilted his head a little higher. "For that moment, I had to go dig around some other headquarters, I needed to find some evidence to get my friend outta jail- I needed to look as simple and casual as possible- the fact that they had really strong security just brought me to one thing- to leave my gun since I can fight without it- unless I die by a bullet going through me then— I guess I die." He said as he didn't dare to move.

"I was trying to get my friend out of jail even this morning- that's why I was late." He added- Chan.. Chan was the excuse he used and it was half true- Chan was after all under suspicion as he is also in a mission, and he got caught- hes been hiding and running away. "..I.. just needed him out." He whispered as he looked back up as the hoodie fell back exposing his bright orange hair.

He had a slight tint of red on his cheeks all through out he was saying that- bobby was just- no. He can't. "Of course you like me, after all I'm your right hand, aren't I?" He said as he smiled a little. "I'll.. get these wounds washed up and I'll get to work." He spoke softly.