A Tough Life: bts insert (Slow Updates)

Chapter Three: Missing

The next night I was walking down an long alleyway. I took out my phone and checked the time. 12:25am. He should be there.

  I continued to walk, taking a few turns before making it to the heavy metal door. I banged on the door a couple of times before the slit in it slid open. A pair of eyes glared at me there the slit. "Good evening." I said smiling. The eyes narrowed. "Password." I put on a fake pout, "Oh come on Cuhl, you know who I am. You recognizes me don't you?" I said in a pouty voice and twisting my body, acting cute.

The eyes softened for a second only for the glare to return. "You know the drill." I rolled my eyes, dropping my facade. "Your no fun." I whined.

 "Just give me the password. You always make this harder than it has to be." The eyes said. I smirked, "What do you mean by 'this'?" the eyes narrowed again, he might as well just closed them at this point. "Password now or i'm not letting you in for the rest of the month."

"Fine fine." I chucked, he was flustered by my comint, I could hear it in his voice. "W H Y U S A D" I spelled out in english. Cuhl mummled somthing along the lines of "fuckin' finaly" befor opening the large door with a lowd creek. "He's in the main room." the tall man said. I nodded and thanked him for the enjoyable in counter.

 Cuhl had a lanky, long haired boy lead me down the long con cret hallways, though I know the way by heart, he said it was protocol. "Gotta keep the boss safe." Was his reasoning. I didn't put it past him. 'The boss' is always first priority.

We walked for a good 5 minutes before getting to the next metal door, This one had a padlock. The lanky guy put in the code and I looked over his shoulder as he did so. 6132013. i'll remember that.

He took of the padlock and opened the door. "Boss, someone's here to see you." The boy said. the room was large. And just looking at it, it seemed out of place in this dingy, poorly light warehouse. it had too much of a homey feeling. The room was welly light, with a small kitchen, TV, and virus couches scattered around the room. The most noticeable feature though was the large black and red chair with a tall back and cushioned armrest on the far wall facing the door. This one piece of furniture is why I call this the throne room.

 A tall man came out a wooden door on the opposite side of the room as the kitchen. He had short silver hair and was wearing a black face mask. 

"Good evening Monster." I said with a slight smirk. The man smiled slightly under his mask, "leave." He said to the boy, not once taking his eyes off of me. He bowed with a quiet 'excuse me' and left.

We stared at each other in silence until the boys footsteps disappeared down the hallway.

Once we could no longer hear them the tall man in front of me ripped off his mask. Smiling brightly he opened his arms. "ANGEL!" He yelled. I broke into out into a grin. "DiMPLES." I said crashing into his arms and hugging him tightly. He hugged me back then pulled away.

"How have your 24 hours of freedom been?" He asked jokingly, I laughed, "eventful." He sat down on his throne. "Mind sharing?"

Kim Namjoon. Known to others as 'monster'. He's one of the powerful drug lords in Daegu and the leader of the city's biggest gang. And Despite his 'occupation' he's not that bad of a guy. While it might not seem believable, no one really expects the guy that circulates most of the drugs through the city to be that one dad friend with a big hart and dimples for days and a smile that can cure cancer, but I assure you, he's one of the nicest guys you'll meet if you know him well. Don't get him wrong though. He can and will kill you if he has to.

I leaned back on the wall next to the wooden door "well. Last night Hyo overdosed, Tae was chased by cops, those cops searched the house but found nothing thankfully, one of them pulled a gun on Jimin becough Iwas trying to calm him down, that didn't exilate though thankfully, a cop camped outside our door for a good hour and a half before leaving, I found out yoongi's in jail for arson, and now I know kookis missing." I said, counting off on my fingers as I listed the events.