Blue Eyed Boy. (j.jk x k.th)

Twelve: Jimin Skewers

The man crumpled like paper, eyes widening in brutal realization that he was in fact, about to die. Then, he fell to his knees with a thud. He didn't fall forwards onto his face naturally- no, Min Yoongi kicked his back before stepping on him as he walked into the completely demolished bar.

The window was shattered, along with the glass cabinets. Wine bottles had shattered too, leaving red liquid coating the far wall, having a dark resemblance to blood.

"Oh my god, thank god for you Min Yoongi." Taehyung sighed with relief, stepping out from behind the bar, and running a hand through his pale light hair. His blue eyes scanned Jeongguk quickly for injuries, who smiled slightly.

"I'm okay. Thanks Yoongi."

"Yeah, no problem. I'm impressed you held off four guys on your own, Jeongguk. I thought you guys would be at least a little beat up by the time I arrived."

"Did Jimin call you?" Taehyung asked, taking a seat on a bar stool as he peered at the five dead bodies on the floor.

"Yeah. I had woken up early for a meeting about the weapons, so I was closest." Yoongi spoke with a nod, his cat like eyes raking over the men on the floor. Kneeling next to the man with a bullet through the neck, Yoongi whistled. "Brutal."

Blood was still bubbling slightly at where the wound was, and his balaclava had been died a dark red. His shirt and neck also had a thick layer of red, and it was pooling behind him on the hard wood.

"Definitely gonna leave a stain." Jeongguk winced.

Yoongi peeled back the blood soaked balaclava, inspecting the mans face. His eyes were wide and unseeing, already misting over, and his mouth was hanging open limply.

"Oh my god," Taehyung said with wide eyes. "It's that guy!"

"I'm gonna need some more details then that, Tae." Yoongi deadpanned.

"It's the guy from the other night. I kicked him out, broke his nose." Jeongguk explained. Sure enough, his nose was crooked, and Yoongi scoffed.

"So this was for revenge?"

"I guess. Now he's dead because he couldn't deal with a little humiliation." Jeongguk shook his head, eyes dark. "Typical."

"I'll call someone to clean all this up," Yoongi said, already pulling out his phone. "You two head back, don't worry about closing up now."

Taehyung nodded, standing and walking up to Jeongguk.

"And make sure you get Seokjin to check out your wounds." Yoongi added. Taehyung's brow furrowed as he looked himself over.

"Me," Jeongguk explained, holding up his arm. The sleeve of his sweater was now soaked with blood, and Taehyungs eyes widened. "It's just a bit of glass, not a gunshot."

"Yeah, lets get you back. That's a lot of blood."

"See you, Yoongi. Be careful."

"Always am."

"Taehyung, are those hickeys on your neck?" Seokjin exclaimed eyes blown wide as he opened the door to the house.

Jeongguk threw his head back with a laugh, unable to help it. "Yeah Taehyung, you devil!"

Taehyung, flushing red, punched Jeongguk in his okay arm, and glared at Seokjin. "Can you just help him before he bleeds all over the carpet?"

Seokjin chuckled too, and led the boy towards the couch to remove the glass.

Namjoon and Jimin were seated in the kitchen, speaking, and Hoseok was leaning against the doorframe, listening as Taehyung joined them. From the kitchen they all watched as Seokjin began dealing with Jeongguk in the living room.