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Chapter Ten

NAMJOON POV

"I-I-I'm sorry! I really don't know where Lee [M/N] went, I swear!" So-hyung defended himself. "Oh, is that so?" I cackled, signaling Hoseok to hold up the gun with a gloved hand. A Glock 19 was aimed straight in the center of his head. "P-please don't do this! What do you want from me!?" So-hyung cried out, hiding his face in his hands.

"We just wanted you to simply tell him no." I hissed through my teeth as Hoseok pushed the gun further, more aggressively. "Do you want to die, So-hyung?" I pulled my gloves up just in case things got serious. I messed with him by taking the gun from Hoseok's hands and moved the gun around the trembling man's figure.

"N-no!" He sobbed out a response, crying as he clutched his chest in agony. "You see how simple it was for you to say no? So why couldn't you tell him no?" I muttered in his ear harshly, trying to get my point across. So-hyung remained silent, his head hung low, and the tension was suspenseful.

So-hyung muttered something under his breath, so I glared at the man as I asked, "Answer me, you son of a bitch." So-hyung murmured, "You wanna know why I didn't tell him that?" I nearly hesitated to remove my fingers from the trigger, but I stayed in position, waiting for his next words. "Because the look in his eyes were signs of desperation to escape, if I were to tell him no, I-I just couldn't bear the guilt." So-hyung whispered, the power within his voice draining.

I began to laugh.

A very maniacal laugh as I retorted, "But you gave him hope! Hope!" He began to cry again, only assuming that his tears began to sting through his colorless eyes. When I pressed the gun to his head, no effort was made to escape.

He was motionless.

"To me, it's not any different about the circumstances you've caused for me and my friends." I barked, pulling off the safety trigger and making sure there was a bullet in the revolver. "At least the poor kid is away from you savages! At least I gave him even just a gleam of hope! AT LEAST I'M NOT AS HEARTLESS AS YO-"

BANG!

I ran a hand through my peach colored hair as blood stained the office floors and windows as it seeped through the man's head. I watched as it dragged along the tiled floors as I framed the man's death as a suicide, placing the gun in his cold hands. I stared deeply into his lifeless eyes, closing the ever so slowly until he was no more.

I disposed of the evidence, while Hoseok remained silent. "Are we just going to continue to slaughter innocent people who are just doing their jobs!? He did his part, Namjoon!" Hoseok yelled in vague. I turned to the male as his composure was suddenly lost. He looked frantic, lost almost.

"Hoseok, calm down! Did you take your pills? You're losing your cool." I placed a hand on his shoulder, but he shoved me away as he shouted, "This isn't right! And I don't need any damn pills to notice that this shit is fucked up!" Hoseok stumbled to the side, kicking rocks in his pathway, clearly in deep thought.

"Do you want to get Mono back?" I suddenly asked, the stress building in my chest from the recent turn in events. "[M/N] is NOT him, and we can't solve our 'problems' with him, and you know it!" Hoseok snarled, walking in the direction of the dormitory to isolate himself for the time being.

I followed soon after as Jin placed a hand on my shoulder, he signaled me a look, trying to figure out what happened, but I only gave him a look of anguish, not knowing how to explain this to anyone. Jin sighed, leaving for me to vent out. "I-I going crazy because of [M/N], we all are..." I clawed at my scalp, trying to soothe the raging anger deep down.

"Oi, you're keeping [M/N] locked up, aren't you!?" Jaehyun comes up to me and grabs me by the collar. He locked eyes angrily with me and I could even smell his minty breath. I look from behind to see Ten and Taeyoung, with eyes glued on the two of us. "He's not, you can even come in to our dorms to check." I snoodly replied, trying to leave.

"I know that these damn people at this university can't stop you, but I will make sure the police hear about your crimes!" Jaehyun whispered threateningly in my ear before he let go of my shirt, and began to strut off.

My chuckles erupt into loud laughter as I called Jin on my phone. "Yes Namjoon?" His voice sounds worried. He's probably seen Hoseok's current state of triumph. "Start looking for [M/N], with the tracking device we installed on him." I ordered, already hearing people begin to shuffle around. "On it." Jin replied.

I hanged up the phone, and I began to light up a cigarette, enjoying the calming sensation it gave me. I puffed out some smoke before I decided what I was going to do with [M/N].

"Get ready for hell, [M/N]."

YOUR POV

"Jim, you idiot! Hahaha!" I regained my breath after the funny story he told me about America. "Trust me on this. We're some VERY judgmental people all around, it's a sad place to even express your sexualities or what not." Jim sighed, flashing me a look of sadness. "Jim, what's a sexuality?" I asked, leaning closer to his face.

Jim's face turned brighter as he looked away from me. "It tells you w-which type of people you like. B-by gender." Jim stammered, turning his head back to me. "So if I like you, then that means I'm..." "Gay." Jim finished for me as I then asked, "Are you gay, Jim?"

He nodded his head sheepishly at me as I complimented, "Whoever you date will be a lucky guy, you're an amazing person." He smiled down at me as he shyly thanked me. "You're so much better than me! I don't even think I can compare with you about anything!" He laughed as I giggled, saying, "I think I really needed that right now. Things have been... Rough."

"Is that why you were outside in the soaking rain?" I nodded as he balled up his fist in anger. "What did they do to you!?" Jim asked, holding both of my hands, rubbing his thumb on the gently. I sighed, figuring that I should explain the whole situation.

So I did.

After I summarized everything up in a nutshell, Jim ran a hand through his under shaved hair, avoiding direct eye contact with me. "Jim?" I started to get worried about what I just did.

Maybe I shouldn't have said anything at all.

"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me this, [M/N]." He looked at my eyes. We were so into the moment that I didn't realize how close we were closing into each other. Once we were chest to chest, our lips were centimeters away from each other. I moved myself closer as we shared a gentle kiss, unlike Suga's fierce and sexual kisses.

"Jim..." I murmured until I heard a knock on the door snap us out of our daze. "I got it, Jim." I told him, signaling for him to move out of the living room. I don't know why, but an eerie feeling sank deep in my stomach.

"Coming!" I called out, looking through the peephole to see Jungkook and Jin waiting calmly for me at the door. Quickly, I wrote my number and my Instagram, just in case, on the nearest sheet of paper for Jim, and I opened the door. "So you were here. Was there anyone here with you?" Jin interrogated me, looking around Jim's studio.

"Nope, I just needed to go somewhere alone. That's all." I lied, glaring at the two males before me. "Well, you did, and now you're coming back to the dorm with us." Jungkook muttered, staring over me and into the room as well. "Fine, let's go." I shrugged, walking in front of them, making sure to close the door behind me.

They kept their eyes on me the whole way back to the dorm. Once inside, I was shoved onto the couch as I glared at the make who shoved me.

"Welcome back, baby boy, we have a lot to discuss."

I'M BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I'm so sorry with my little hiatus! BUT. I'm here now! I love you, babes, and I'll see you in the next chapter!