Tables Turned | JH

Chapter 31: The Concern

Jungkook POV

Biting my lip nervously, I close the conference door behind myself as I follow Namjoon hyung in. I simply stand there in front of the door as I watch the older boy begin pacing the room with his hands tangled in his hair.

"Okay, aside from having had a close run-in with The Girl, what's got you so bothered?" I question, mentally wincing at having called her that. I've always hated the labels they give people. Especially when they're major targets like her. I understand it helps desensitize the situation, but it diminishes who and what they are greatly in my opinion. I don't think that's fair, no matter the situation.

"It's fucking Hoseok. He was there, he was with her. He..." Namjoon breathes out, stopping mid step to look over at me.

"He was? What was he doing there though? I mean, I know he called us up and said he was stuck working for her." I question, confused and intrigued.

"They were at the restaurant together, came in together. My guess is he's become her right hand person. Taehyung pulled the gun on him and... Hoseok pulled one out back at him. He seemed a little weaker than usual though. Same with The Girl. But, he... Hoseok pulled a gun on me in the alley. The Girl dragged me in and slammed me against the wall but, Hoseok was the one to point a fucking gun at my head." Namjoon explains.

"He may have just had to do that for his own safety, hyung. He's working for The Girl, he can't afford to have his cover blown and he needs to impress her as much as possible to stay up there with her." I remind him, hoping on everything that that's what the case had been. Though, Namjoon shakes his head with a grave look on his face.

"Kookie,... I'm not certain that he hasn't gone rogue on us. I mean granted, he probably didn't have the chance to call us between the shooting and the meeting to let us know he was alive. But... Jungkook, the two of them seemed awfully close." Namjoon informs me. My eyes widen a bit as my lips part. I mean, I've always known it's a possibility that it could happen. Hell, going rogue could happen to anyone who tries to go undercover because of what you have to do. Because you have to adapt to the environment you're stuck living in and the people you're around. You have to adapt to stay alive and sometimes it fucks with people. It fucks with them and sometimes it can deeply blur that line of right and wrong that everyone's always known. But, the fact that he's suggesting Hoseok is going rogue and more specifically because of feelings?

"You don't really think...?" I question unsurely, looking up at him with worry. He sighs with a frown.

"I mean, it's possible. Isn't it? If he's living close quarters with her... Who's to say?" Namjoon points out. I bite my lip, nodding my head as I run a hand through my hair. I really hope he isn't right about this. About Hoseok. Not only would it be a great loss for the department, but he's already in a dangerous enough situation as it is. Being close and snuggling up to her only adds how much danger he's in. And it would make it near impossible for him to decide what's right and wrong anymore. It would also mean that, not only will it be even harder for us to take The Kim Empire down, but he'd have to come down with it and there'd be so many more charges on him than he could begin to fathom.

Hoseok POV

"We're halfway there, Cho. Just got a couple more meetings and then we can go home." I tell her softly with a small smile, taking her hand in mine. She sighs quietly, leaning her head on my shoulder as the car pulls away from the building.

"I just want to be done already. This is exuberantly tiring. Neither of us are even healed yet. We'd be fucked if we needed to really handle business. We're just lucky that it's all been a bunch of complaints about Jung Company assholes that we can deal with later." Choyeon mutters, stifling a yawn. I lean down, kissing the top of her forehead as I reach up to run my fingers through her hair. We really have been lucky today, though I try to ignore the pang of small guilt that continues to stab me in the chest all day.

I'm deeply conflicted with everything at hand. On one page, I'm here working for the Empire, and beside Cho. Actually knowing her a little bit and getting to be close and have an actual chance with her is amazing. I love being around her and getting to be the one person she always goes to. I love being the one to provide her comfort and give her at least a little bit of happiness. However, there's another page that says that everything I've been doing is completely wrong. The Kims have always been a family enemy. Not only am I betraying my family by working against them and for the Kim's, but I'm dating one of the Kims. My parents would have a fit if they knew. Though, there's also that last page that just might be the hardest one of all. The one that says I have to either pick Cho or the department and my freedom. That one's the real kicker. If I stay with her, I let the department down and end up behind bars for life if we get brought down. Or, I bring them down and put her behind bars for life, risking losing the one person who's ever really meant anything to me.

Hearing a ringing sound, we're both brought out of our own little worlds. Frowning at the sound and vibration in my pocket, I pull my phone out to see Jimin calling. Glancing to Cho, I can see the worry in her eyes. He never calls. Quickly accepting the call and putting it on speaker, he starts right away.

"Hope, please. You guys gotta come home. Quick. Tae's out after you guys. He- he..." Jimin can be heard breaking down sobbing on the other end.

"He what, Jiminie? Come on, baby. You gotta talk to us." Cho speaks up.

"It's Jin. Holy fuck you guys gotta come home now. Please."