Faint steps could be heard on the other side of the door and seconds later a small Asian woman opened the door. She reached not even to Taehyung's shoulders and her figure was very petite and fragile.
„H-hello?" her voice was sweet but it had fear in it.
„Hello Mrs. Min?" Namjoon stepped forward and bowed deeply.
The woman stared at the four tall men in front of her and stuttered. „N-no, Its Wilson now. I-I remarried..."
The men nodded and bowed all together. „Hello Mrs. Wilson."
„We're here because of Soo Yun." The woman shrieked up and made an attempt to close the door, but Taehyung was fast enough to block it with his foot.
„Have you taken her? Are you tails? Please dont do anything to my baby." The woman sobbed in fear.
Taehyung shook his head rapidly. „No, were here to help, please let us in so we can talk privately."
„B-but- „
Namjoon smiled at her. „I'm Namjoon. Has Soo Yun ever told you about me?"
The woman seemed to calm down a bit as she heard the name of one of them. „Yes, you go with her to uni, right?"
„Yes."
„C-come in."
They walked through a small corridor that leaded to a domestic living room with traditional Korean furniture. The woman told the men, that they could make themselves comfortable around the small table on the ground. There were no chairs but small cushions on the wooden floor that made the sitting on the ground a bit more comfortable.
She guided them and then walked out of the room and came back, followed by a taller man in his fifties. He had a very American face. Blonde hair, blue eyes and a noticeable strong jawline. He smiled at the men around the table.
„So, you're our fluff's friends?"!The deep voice asked the men.
Taehyung furrowed his brows. „Fluff?"
Namjoon turned his head over to his friend and whispered. „The nickname of her parents for her. But she doesn't like it."
„So, you found out that she has gone missing. Is that why youre here?" The man said in a tired voice, as he sat himself down, next to the young men. Soo Yun's mom sat on his side, her arm leaned on her husbands.
„Yes, indeed. We're here to help."
The woman smiled. „That is very nice of you, but I don't know how you could help."
Namjoon nodded and smiled back. „We know that this is the doing of Mr. Min. We know that she got kidnapped, mam."
This was the only thing to be said, that the woman let her tears fall. She shuddered from crying. Her husband took her quickly in his arms, caressing her arm.
„He probably will want to come in contact with you." Namjoon tried to be as polite as possible, but he still had to come further in the context, or they would be siting here until tomorrow.
„He already sent me a video."She snuffled. „Of...she was tied...and she cried."
Namjoon's alarm bells in his head went off. „What video?"
„To threaten me." The woman sat herself up, trying to hold back her tears. Her husband looked at her in concern. „Honey, calm down."
„Wait, I'll go search for the video." The woman stood up on her wobbely legs and slowly walked out of the room.

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SHOOTER// KTH ff
FanfictionWhat if your neighbor is somehow involved in the crime of an underground mafia and is good looking too? Soo Yun is in exactly this situation. When a new neighbour moves into her building in Seoul, her life gets turned upsidedown. Has violence, curs...