bossy - knj x ksj

twelve

the room was seemingly empty, so namjoon gave his men a signal to explore.

they all separated, namjoon choosing to go up to the top floor to see if anything was there.

he climbed six flights of stairs before getting to his floor.

it was eerily quiet.

until it wasn't.

a gunshot broke the silence, namjoon being unable to tell where it was coming from.

was one of his men hurt?

he couldn't handle losing any men on a stupid drug bust.

he dashed down the stairs, but was stopped by three men in all black, black facemasks covering their faces, giving namjoon no chance of recognising them.

they all had their guns pointed at him, telling him to get his hands up if he wanted to live. he complied, putting his hands on the back of his head. 

his face was covered with a cloth and before he knew it all he saw was black.

he awoke tied to a chair, the rope rubbing harshly against his wrists and ankles. there was a man sitting across from him.

namjoon was terrified, he had never been in any type of situation like this. did the boys know? are they searching for him? how many died?

so many questions ran through his head, only losing his train of thought when the man across from him cleared his throat.

"you shut down my fucking ring, take my two best sellers and make them part of your gang, and you don't even recognize me? that's low, kim."

once he studied the man's face enough, he realized who he was.

he was the man he saved yoongi and jimin from.

"you.. you scarred them. they are people! they don't deserve to be used as common whores." he spat back.

he doubled over in pain as a punch was thrown at his stomach.

the man grabbed him by the hair, pulling him up so they were face to face. "do I need to gag you too?"

wait.

who else did he have?

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