BAD BOY - JEON JUNGKOOK

Chapter 4

HE throws the thick stack of papers that he has spent three hours researching on.

"She's not part of any gang. Her records are clean," Yoongi scoffs, ruffling through his damaged hair lazily as he added, "I bet all she ever do is study. Man, did you all see her grades?"

"She also has a dead older brother," Yoongi announce slowly. He glance at Namjoon, noticing the man clenching his fists as he stiffen. The man didn't look back on Yoongi, but simply stare at the television, pretending to be interested on whatever is on it.

"See, I told you she isn't part of a gang," Jungkook adds, eyes not leaving the television as he played PS4 with Jimin.

They're back to the abandoned house they found randomly when they strolled through the streets at 3am in the morning. No one lived in the same street, and they've declared that house as a secret meetup place for them.

"I didn't know she had a brother," Jimin mumbled, "I don't think she has ever talked about him."

"We will leave her alone then," Namjoon quickly change the topic, five of the boys flinching when Jungkook scream happily while Jimin groan in defeat. Jimin threw the controller onto his own lap, unhappy that he lost the game again.

"Sweet Jesus. I almost died," Jin roll his eyes, focusing back on his laptop as he tries to finish up his assignment before the deadline.

"As of now, we need to make sure the girl is safe. Like Jungkook said, she's innocent," Namjoon gulp, feeling awkward when talking about her, but none of them — except Yoongi, notice, "We must make sure she survives."

"Kook, does she know we're in a gang?" Taehyung ask, chewing on his strawberries in boredom, but was too lazy to start on his own homework.

"I didn't tell her anything," Jungkook reply, making his group of friends sigh in relief.

"Good."

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Yoongi trail behind the leader as they both enter the balcony, making sure to lock the glass door behind him so the others don't enter.

"You look... stressed out," Yoongi starts off, taking a seat on the black couch by the side, crossing his leg over the other. He watch as Namjoon take a deep breath before exhaling, eyes focused on the skyline quietly, memories of her replying in his mind.

"She reminds you of her, right?" Yoongi asks boldly, scoffing softly when Namjoon's back tense up. The stinging pain in Namjoon's heart is slowly returning and he hated that feeling so much.

"Both of them just happen to have the same name," Namjoon mumbles, "There's no way they're the same person."

"Sure, Joon," Yoongi replies silently, knowing that the man is trying his best not to jump to conclusions, "Don't you miss her?"

There is another silence. Yoongi can almost see the  sadness in his leader's eyes, as the man thinks about the little memories he shared with her.

Only Yoongi knows what happened in the past. Namjoon trusted the man the most, and decided to tell him everything.

Yoongi didn't tell anyone, and the secret is safe with him. He knew this matter hurts the man just to talk about it.

"Of course I do," Namjoon coughs out, shoving his hands into his pockets, "But Arin is not her."

His tone harden and Yoongi took it as the cue to stop talking about this topic.