𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟑 | 𝐅𝐈𝐍

jin

this is my favourite concept for jin and one of the best things i've written! please enjoy ;)

BRING ME BACK

- in which you get kidnapped by a rival gang and tortured for answers until jin comes and saves you, his heart breaking upon realising that you're not the same; will he be able to bring the old you back?

"You're trembling," Jin whispers, his hot breath fanning the tip of your ear as you allow your gaze to slip from the shadowed building in front of you to the hand that holds up your browning automatic rifle, cursing under your breath when you notice that you are, in fact, trembling.

Now, you could easily just say it's from the cold but then Jin would figure out that you're lying to him the minute those words fall from your lips.

The truth is; you're nervous and being nervous in the game that you're playing is fatal.

Gently, Jin tilts your chin up with his index finger, purposefully redirecting your attention to the house while his hand is off his gun. You gulp, your breath hitching in your throat as Jin begins to rub his hand up and down your arm in a soothing motion, his fingers running over the patch melted onto your jacket.

The thought of the patch alone reminds you of your purpose and the reason why you've been squatting behind crates with your gun aimed towards the front door of an old house for the past three hours.

Nodding to let Jin know that you're okay, you slip your hand back under the rifle and keep your finger hovering over the trigger, determined to do Jin and your boss proud.

"Good girl," Jin praises huskily, nudging your shoulder carefully as he returns his hand to his own rifle, studying the surroundings of the house with his calculating eyes. "You see anything?"

"No," you whisper back, choosing to ignore the way your cheeks heat up in response to his praise. "Didn't Namjoon say they'd be out soon?"

Hesitantly, you flick your gaze to Jin, subtly admiring the way the moonlight hugs the curves of his face while simultaneously worrying about whether or not this mission will be a success. As if he can feel your gaze on him, he turns his head to meet yours with his honey brown eyes, his orbs swimming with golden flecks of reassurance and adrenaline.

Almost instantly, you find the tension in your shoulders loosening, your breathing beginning to even out considerably.

"It'll be okay, sweetheart," he coaxes, pressing a loving kiss to your forehead before motioning for you to stay focused with a tilt of his head. "Joon said he's coming around with the other guys for an ambush. All we have to do is wait here and shoot anyone that runs."

You nod once more, putting all your trust in both Jin and Namjoon, praying that everything from here runs smoothly.

Gangs have rampaged the streets of Seoul since you were merely a child, terrorising families and damaging towns all to get revenge on one another. However, since that time, many of those gangs have been destroyed by fear, murder, betrayal and violence, leaving all but two gangs to battle it out until only one reigns supreme.

Now, it wasn't always your dream to join a gang. Instead, you dreamt of owning your own bakery and whisking up some of the greatest dessert creations ever known to man.

Only, your foolish decision to follow the sounds of screaming down into an alley shattered that dream into a million fragmented pieces.

There, in that alley, lay Namjoon, the gang leader of Bangtan Soyeondan, screaming for help while someone standing above him repeatedly kicked at his side; the unmistakable gold lettering of The Guardians glistening brightly underneath the dim light the dodgy street light provided you with.