We're Way Too Different

Episode 20

''So if she's not your girlfriend, who is she?'' Damon asks Jimin who has an irritating look on his face. He is sitting in a chair, his legs up, and he cows down on a box of pocky candy. 

''She's an ex I got over,'' Jimin answers vaguely. Being fed up, he turns to Damon. ''When am I gonna be able to leave. Like I don't care what you do to my dad. That's you two's business. Why am I being put in the middle of it?'' He asks being desperate and angry. 

''Your dad crossed me over. He knows that I'm going to go after him for what he did, so he runs off across the globe with my wife. Since I can't get to him, I'll go after you.'' He explains, taking his foot off the table and sitting straight.

''Okay, but using me to get to him isn't going to work. My dad and I don't get along, I can't stand him, and I'm sure he's not really proud of me as a son. So why would he risk getting caught for me?'' I ask. 

''Your dad loves you Jimin. You may not know it, but he does. When he and I were friends, your success and you were all he could talk about.'' He tells him, and Jimin isn't shocked. 

''Am I supposed to be flattered? That was then and this is now...'' Jimin rolls his eyes, wishing the earth would swallow him so he can escape this conversation. 

''I'm sure he still loves you-'' 

''Ugh! enough already with that word. Do whatever you want with him, I don't care. I have a life and I don't want to lose it because he couldn't keep his dick out of his best friend's wife.'' Jimin snaps. 

While Jimin throws a fit, Yoongi was at the house with the rest of the guys, losing his mind. 

''Where the fuck is he?!''' Yoongi slams his hand down hard on the marble counter. He is pissed and fuming. ''Why would he go after Jimin? My boyfriend?'' 

''I mean, it's obviously hard to find Jimin's dad, so he's using him as leverage or bait,'' Jin explains. 

''Jimin's dad isn't stupid, I doubt he'll trade himself for Jimin.'' Taehyung adds in. 

''He might, and since we can't pull up to Damon's warehouse, we have to count that he does.'' Jungkook chimes in. 

Yoongi stays silent as he listens to everyone's opinions. ''You can't pull up to his warehouse, but I don't mind at all.'' His tone is menacing, with a deathly look in his eyes. He grabs his jacket and walks out of the house, slamming the door behind him. 

''He's angry and might go and start something he can't finish. I'll go with him.'' Namjoon offers and was already heading to the door. He walks out of the door, and Jin chases behind him. 

''Wait!'' He calls out. Joon turns around and Jin grabs him by the collar and plants a kiss on his lips. 

''Don't die.'' He says to him pulling away. 

''I can't die, knowing I left you behind.'' He winks and gets inside his car, following Yoongi to where ever Damon's warehouse is. Yoongi takes sharp turns, and swerves into different lanes, almost colliding with cars. 

Namjoon calls him. ''Hello.'' 

''Whatever you're going to tell me, isn't going to stop me Joon. So don't try.'' 

''I'm not trying to stop you. And stop swerving lanes like that, this isn't a police chase.'' He tells him. 

''You shouldn't have came along Joon...'' He sighs. 

''And you shouldn't be going to this warehouse either, but here I am accompanying you.'' 

Eventually, they pull up into the large parking lot, filled with trucks and minivans. Yoongi doesn't bother to park in an actual parking spot so Joon doesn't either. They walk up the large metal door and Yoongi bangs on it not giving a care. 

The side door opens, and this guy with spiky black hair pokes his head out. ''Who are you?'' 

''I'm looking for Damon,'' Yoongi tells him. 

''I don't know who that is?'' The guy attempts to lie. 

''Man, don't fuck with me. I'm not in the mood to have my time wasted. Damon Queen.'' Yoongi repeats the name and warns the guy. 

''Who's asking?'' 

''Is he here or not?'' Namjoon cuts in, tired of the time the guy is taking. 

Sighing, the guy opens the door and closes it after they step in. ''Wait here, I'll go and get him.'' He disappears behind a small door in the corner. 

''Yoongi, I know you're seeing red right now> but don't do something stupid.'' Namjoon suggests. 

At the same time, the guy walks into the room where Damon was having a conversation with Jimin who no longer wanted to talk.

''Hey, boss-'' 

''Yeah?'' He turns to the guy. 

''There these two guys here to see you...'' He points behind him. 

''Do I know them?'' 

''I mean, they don't look like your regular clients.'' He shrugs. 

''Fine, let them in here...'' 

''Are you sure, with him tied up in here?'' He points to Jimin. 

''It's fine, I'll just use him as an example for any client who's thinking about crossing me over.'' He says and Jimin rolls his eyes, while the guy nods and walks back out. 

Yoongi and Namjoon follow him to the door, and down a narrow hallway where there's an open door at the end of it. ''He's in here.'' The guy points out. Yoongi walks in and seeing Jimin tied up in the middle of the room almost sent him over the edge.

Well, it did. ''You're Damon?'' Yoongi asks, walking up to the table where he stood.

''Yeah, who's asking?'' Damon looks at him, his arms crossed against his chest. 

''I am.'' Yoongi throws a punch, landing right in the middle of Damon's face, breaking his nose. Blood gushes out, and he grabs his face, feeling the warm red liquid paint his hand. 

''Fuck!'' He exclaims, grabbing a hold of the table to not fall. The guy who walked them in rushes behind Yoongi to grab a hold of him, and then chaos breaks out. In the midst of all the knuckle punches and blood dripping everywhere, two gunshots are heard, making everyone freeze. 

Yoongi turns around, and Damon who's still holding his nose has a gun pointed at him. ''Who the fuck are you?'' 

''Whoa, whoa!'' Namjoon rushes and stands in front of Yoongi. ''Let's not get carried away. There's no need for the gun.'' He turns and looks at Yoongi furious that he didn't listen to him. ''I told you not to do anything stupid,'' Joon says to him. 

''And I told you, not to come along.'' He looks at Damon, groaning in pain with his finger on the trigger. But even with a pissed mood, he's still thinking, 

Today could be the day I actually die. Damn...