WELCOME TO THE CLUB

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The couch was empty, as the six of then stood in front of it, silent.

"Do we have any clue where he is?" Jungkook broke the silence.

"No," Namjoon replied. "However, he activated the brooch near Kim Junmyeon's house, so maybe we can search there."

"Then what are we just standing around for?" Jimin turned around to leave the clubroom, but Hoseok caught him.

"We can't go there. Whoever caught him probably laid some sort of trap there. To catch the rest of us." Hoseok pulled Jimin away from the door.

"Our line of work causes us to have a ton of enemies,"Seokjin explained to Jungkook. "We had a whole underground gang come for our asses once. Or twice."

"Hold on, how did the enemy even know where Yoongi was?" Taehyung sat down on a chair, leaning his arm on the table. "He's not this careless."

"You're right, out of all of us, he's the most careful guy," Namjoon agreed. "This is very... odd."

"Did someone snitch?"

The silence was deafening.

"No way..." Jimin muttered. "One of you assholes snitched!" He slammed his fist into the table, causing the rest to flinch.

"Let's not jump into conclusions yet." Seokjin sat down at the table, the rest following suit.

"There is a possibility," Namjoon said, his voice trembling. "But, I don't think anyone here would do such a thing to Yoongi."

"Hoseok maybe, but Yoongi?" Taehyung ran his hands through his hair. "I can't think of anyone."

"Come on, don't joke about something this serious," Hoseok gestured at Jimin using his head. "You don't want Jimin to be angry."

Taehyung sneaked a glance at Jimin, who was staring daggers into his head. Taehyung choked, quickly turning away.

"Look, maybe one of the higher ups snitched, or even... Mr Choi." Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, frustrated.

"Maybe it was the principal," Seokjin suggested. "I know for a fact he doesn't like Yoongi."

"Because he's failing every subject he has," Taehyung sighed.

"That's it," Jimin suddenly stood up from his seat. "The principal it is."

He punched his fist into his palm and grabbed Seokjin's hidden gun under the table.

"Woah! Jimin, wait a second!" Hoseok got up but Jimin spun around, aiming the gun at his head. Hoseok flinched, taking a step. Jungkook was genuinely shocked, he had not seen this side of Jimin, and honestly he did not like it at all. Maybe this was what Namjoon was talking about.

"Come on, we don't have any proof that it was the principal!" Hoseok said, eyes staring straight into the barrel. "It may not even be him to begin with!"

Jimin lowered the gun.

"You're right. Sorry," Jimin apologised with a monotonous tone.

Jungkook felt a chill up his spine. Jimin was giving off really scary vibes, a dark aura surrounding him.

"Jimin," Jungkook spoke up. "We'll find him. Sit back down and we'll figure it oit together."

With that, Jimin was back in his chair, spinning the gun in his hand.

"You're right, Jungkook! Yoongi isn't one who is easily killed." Jimin smiled as he returned the gun to Seokjin. Seokjin took it from him, checking if it was loaded.

It was.