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

Twenty Four: You're a Jeon

TRIGGER WARNING: GORE, DEPICTIONS OF TORTURE, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION

"Are you sure-"

"It was him." Taehyung spat, pacing the small living room. His arms were crossed to contain his shaking hands, and his expression was one of absolute fear. "I know his voice. I know- I know how he cries, it was him."

The boys were in a small apartment, Namjoon seated on an arm chair, Yoongi leaning against the doorway, Seokjin sitting cross legged on the floor beside Hoseok, and Jimin on a backwards chair from the kitchen. They had moved there after deeming their old one unsafe, considering that the Jackals had taken Jeongguk from there.

In good timing too- that morning, after heading there to collect some of his things, Namjoon found it surrounded by police and firetrucks, completely swallowed by giant flames. No doubt the work of their Jackal friends.

"There's nothing you could've done, Tae," Seokjin said quietly to the distraught boy. "We can't do anything until we get a reply from that boy-"

Taehyung stopped pacing to whirl around, sending a glare at his Hyung. "He was RIGHT THERE, Seokjin. You should've heard it. I- I've never heard screams like that."

Hoseok shivered, eyes on the carpet.

A ding filled the room, and Namjoon pulled out his phone, only for his eyebrows to raise.

"That was quick."

Immediately Jimin leant over his shoulder, eyes hopeful. He read it out loud.

"My name is Kaesong and I'm a butler at the Jackal mansion. I'm assuming you want help sneaking in to save Jeon Jeongguk."

The boys all moved to Namjoons chair to watch the conversation unfold with hopeful eyes.

NJ: You're correct.

How do you know it's Jeon Jeongguk we're coming for?

KS: He's the only one in the basement right now.

Plus, we all know who he is.

And somebody has to clean up the blood in there.

Also, your faces after hearing the screams.

You recognized him.

NJ: You're correct. He's a friend of ours.

KS: I wouldn't bother. He's as good as dead.

By the time you get in there you'll be collecting a corpse.

NJ: Unless you help us.

KS: They would kill me, but you know that already.

NJ: They would never know. Will you help us?

KS: Of course.

I hate these people as much as you do.

Nobody wants to have their tongues cut out and to be a slave their whole life for a drug lord.

Your best bet is in three days. There's a lunch event going on that Jeon Jibeom will be a part of.

I can get you in and give you information.

But you'll have to do the rest on your own.