Namjoon
The Mafia boss himself was working on some new business drug deal in his office when two of his men informed him that on their most recent job, they had a witness and they'd brought you back because they didn't know what Namjoon wanted to do about it. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, apologising profusely to his business partners on behalf of his 'useless' henchmen.When he walked into the room you were held in, he didn't expect to see a female. Sure, there were women in the Mafia but most - no, all - of them were wives. He watched with a cocked eyebrow as you struggled against the restraints, letting out muffled sobs.
"Well, well..." he'd start, "what do we have here?"
Jin
Jin was the doctor of the seven. That was his assigned role seeing as he had a degree in medicine. He was quite useful, especially in situiations like these; you'd stumbled upon his estate after your car broke down and after finding your way onto his property, you were shot by one of his men who had assumed you were a spy. You collapsed onto the gravel, writhering in pain as you clutched your leg. The man who shot you had ran to you, pointing a gun threateningly as he screamed at you to answer his questions.He was unaware, however, that you weren't a spy, just a harmless citizen, and your vision was beconing cloudier from the overwhelming pain and bloodloss. Jin had rushed out, two guns in his hands as he inspected the scene before him. He squatted down and glanced at you. He frowned and gestured for his man to put down his gun. He did so reluctantly. Jin then tucked his guns into his holsters and ordered for you to be brought inside.
You were then laid out on a dinner table as Jin worked on your wound. You grimaced in pain as he pierced your skin with the needle and thread, expertly fixing you up. He'd often glance at your face to make sure you were okay.
Jimin
Jimin giggled childishly as he danced on the tabletop. He kicked the contents of the table onto the floor, throwing his head back and laughing as he created a mess. His men were guarding the doors, guns in hand, ready to fire. Jimin cocked his gun and pointed it at the old man he had on the floor. The man was trembling, as he held his arms up in surrender. Jimin smiled at looked at his men who smirked back.
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