"Lee Woohyuk made the news...everyone will know not to fuck with you now..." Jimin says, the tv remote in his lap as he sat in bed. Jungkook exited the bathroom holding the towel around his waist. A chuckle leaves his lips as he approaches the bed. He glances at the tv screen before looking at his lover.
"Keeping him alive has seemed to work in our favor..." He leans down and lifts Jimin's head by his chin.
"All because my darlin' is smart as hell." He compliments. Jimin rolls his eyes and smiles.
"Yeah yeah." He looks at the tv to see the story change.
"In response to recent crimes, mayoral candidate Ok Taecyeon, kickstarts his campaign on the basis on fighting back. His dedication and charm have won over a vast amount of Gotham's citizens...here is an excerpt from last night's press conference."
Jimin glances over at Jungkook and sees him frowning, the smile from seconds ago leaving no trace behind.
"We, the citizens of Gotham, must come together in times like this. Bastards like Monster Woo and The Joker should not scare you. They should not be the cause of your cowardice. They are only men that are sick. Mentally sick who feed on fear to block out their weakness. These men can be helped, and once they are, they'll be put in their place...in prison." Taecyeon looks into the camera, a stern and sharp look on his face.
"You bastards think you won...but that was before I got here. Justice will be served, one way or another."
Jimin turns off the tv, both of them sitting in silence.
"That stupid fuck!" Jungkook yells in anger. He stands up and runs his fingers through his damp hair. Jimin gets out of bed, not bothering to pull down the T-shirt he wore.
"Hey...that fake bastard is nothing but talk." Jungkook scoffs before pacing back and forth, the veins pulsing in his fists and in his neck. Jimin grabs his wrists.
"Babe, look at me. That man knows the Joker for his name, not his reputation. You are the fucking Clown Prince of Gotham! You aren't weak! This is nothing to get angry over." He reassures. He lifts his hands and cups the taller's face. He looks him in the eyes and smiles at him. Jungkook takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
Jimin places a kiss on his lips and lets his hand move to clench at his hair.
"The prince just has to show that political peasant who they're fucking with. Show the people that his empty promises are nothing but unrealistic fantasies."
Jungkook smirks down at Jimin, letting his hands settle on his hips.
"You're right. We can show him...we'll make him regret this." Jimin smiles before the two engage in a kiss again. When they part, Jungkook gets dressed before the two head into the living room. In it, Jungkook's men sat looking at the tv.
"You all saw him...didn't you?" Jungkook asks. They all nod at him, standing. Jimin comes up next to him, looking at them all.
"Then we all know that we need to make the next move. If he gives the people hope..." Jungkook finishes his sentence.
"...then we need to bury it six feet under."
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The hostages scream and cry hysterically as the sounds of gunshots and glass shattering sound around them. The minions shot up the store to no end as Jimin used his precious bat to swing at any and everything his eyes landed on.
His special-made mask covered his face and it only filled Jimin with that much more excitement. He loved the thing to death.
As they were busy, The Joker walks inside and smiles at the work his minions and lover had done so far. He looks over and sees the store owner doing his best to hide as he called for help.
