"Tell me Y/N how does it feel to be Seoul's most known killer and successfully fake your own death?"
trigger warming: mention of death, drug use, gore and violent language.
"Dean, I need your help" Namjoon spoke as his Adam's apple popped up and down with the nervousness. "It's critical please" He pleaded whoever was on the other line.
I still sat next to Yoongi's unconscious body as Jimin held his hand as tightly as possible maybe he was afraid if he'd let go we will lose him. It was clear that the boy was devastated his plump lips didn't even try to turn upwards they forever stayed in a sad frown.
We arrived nearly at a different side of town. The scent of crime filled the surrounding air, trash was scattered along the narrow streets as stray dogs ran around in search for any source of food. It didn't feel safe here.
"Everyone help me get Yoongi out" Namjoon commanded as the cars engine stopped working. Jhope and Jin carried him out as me and Jimin followed behind.
We came to what looked like a small tattoo shop at first but once we entered inside vibrant colors jumped around the walls as dozens of shelves with different sort of pills in jars were neatly stacked along them.
"I'm here!" A cheery voice cooed us to the next room. It more less looked like a operation room with different medical equipment. The boys laid Yoongi on the table and awaited for the one who should help us.
A dark haired man with a tattoo covering most of his neck stepped into the scene as his eyes scanned the room. Clapping his gloved hands together he said
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"so where's our patient?" innocent smile sparked as if he didn't see the body directly infront of him. Everyone was dumbfounded for a second looking at him with confusion "I'm joking you can all tuck in your jaws god people have no sense of humor these days"
Finally getting his failed attempt of a joke Jin's windshield laugh broke out filling the room "oh god that was a good one"
We all looked at him in disgust as Namjoon stepped forward lifting Yoongi's shirt up he showed the wound. "I think it's started to get infected do you think you can anything with it" in response the man just laughed "I've brought people from dead before this is easier than solving 2+2" He stated pulling at his white gloves and got a packet of red pills.
"No fun doing anything sober" winking he gulped down majority of them and turned to Yoongi
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Stopping him mid way Namjoon grabbed his arm "no messing we need him alive and with all limbs you hear me Dean" It sounded half threatening but that didn't even put our supposedly doctor in any sort of panic. "Relax I know what I'm doing, give me an hour and he be better than before"
"I guess we better leave him to it then" Hoseok said and everyone started to leave the room bar Namjoon who stayed observing.
"You know he's kinda hot would he be your type Y/N" Plopping down on a neon green couch the usual arrogant Jimin said, it felt relieving that he's feeling better but at the same time it didn't. "Or is boss more of a snack for your taste" wiggling his eyebrows he anticipated my answer. Unfortunate for him I just walked past admiring the colorful jars of substances.
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"Who is he?" I asked, surely no sane human would keep such collection. "Dean, well he's like a prestige drug dealer most known one in this area and also someone with a medical degree as you seen he's a bit coocko, he got thrown out after making experiments on his patients" Jin said while skimming through a magazine he pulled out of nowhere. The pills made sense now but why isn't anyone bothered with Yoongi being under his scalpel this exact moment, doesn't anyone care.
"Now I can see why Namjoon hesitated on coming here" I quietly commented still entranced by the beautiful colours around me. "Chill princess he isn't that bad we all killed before also Joon is keeping a close eye on him" Hoseok blurted out while attempting on opening one of the jars above him. He is right I guess we're all murderers.
Just as everyone fell silent a maniac laughter boomed in the room next door followed by high pitched yells saying "it's out! it's out!". The three men looked at eachother with confused faces " okay maybe he isn't the best example of a human but everyone's born different" Hoseok spoke again in attempts of pointlessly defending the lunatic. Soon the door flung open revealing a knocked out Dean and a very pissed off Namjoon holding Yoongi's bandaged and now blood and dirt free body.
"He got on my nerves I'd say give it few hours til that bastard is up" Everything kinda felt at ease I mean we were more or less safe and Yoongi was going to recover, for long time in a while my soul was happy. I even heard the others let out a light chuckle because of Joons actions.
