||For The Glory|| {BTS Gang Au}

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Jinyoung leaned on the couch, looking blankly at the ceiling. "Jackson, we shouldn't really mess with them, not like we're not strong enough, just that it's not worth it." The other man sat in silence, certainly deep in thought, "You're friends with that Namjoon guy, well now we're done for, the friendship's over." Youngjae complained, clearly unhappy. Jackson just stayed silent all this time. 

Jackson felt stupid, honestly he didn't want to do this, he was an eagle, and now those people put him in one of those stupid song bird cages. Jackson doesn't really hate, it's not his thing, he is usually always okay with things, he was okay with being a 'bad guy', he was okay with breaking laws, he was okay with making money, he was okay with taking lives, but he hated being controlled like some kind of puppet on strings, but they didn't have a choice either, it was either this, or they would be wiped away from this world.

The silent man certainly didn't want things to end this way, he missed the times when they were so free and unbothered. They used to be like the sun, wherever their light touches belongs to them, until the Korean gang appeared, they were like the moon, only living on the light the sun was generous enough to lend them. Being a shadow is probably also something Jackson Wang absolutely hates.

"We can beat them anyways, why bother thinking all of this through?" Yugyeom was tossing his knife in his hands, the sunlight reflected off of his blade, making a seemingly warm light. "Gyeom you know we can't do that, how many times have I told you to not act before you think?" Jackson had to stop Jinyoung before the man decides he should slap the maknae on the head "Yugyeom, as much power as we have, we cannot act boldly." Jackson finally responded, the weather in Korea was much more different from Hong Kong's humid and hot hue, it wasn't comfortable back in Hong Kong, but at least it was...home. Korea was getting on Jackson's nerves, it was too tiring, he loved all of his friends so much but all this stuff in the new country was starting to weigh him down. 

"Well hyung have you ever thought of how Jaebeom hyung disappeared? He thought too muc-" A loud slap rang across the room. "Jinyoung!" "Jinyoung!" Mark and Jackson rushed towards Jinyoung. "Hyung what are you doing?!" Bambam almost screamed, Yugyeom was speechless, he was always treated with love and care, never has he thought his hyung would treat him this way.

Yugyeom wasn't wrong, their leader was gone , just one day the smiling man disappeared, all the rest of the boys woke up in the middle of the night to find Jaebeom missing, Mark was the first one who found out, their leader's room was empty, only left with open windows and an empty bed, Mark woke everyone up but there was nothing, they tried calling and all that, but he was just gone.

"Ring! ring!"  Just as they were all frozen, the shared telephone rang, Jinyoung was the first to stand up and he picked up the phone "Hello, this is Park, how may I help you?"

"Hand the phone to Jackson, Jinyoung." Jin young paused slightly at the deep voice,and then did as the man on the other line said.

"Jackson." Namjoon's dead calm voice came into Jackson's ears, "Did you want information from Taehyung?" It was a question, but it was a statement, it was obvious and all that but it still shook all of them to the core.

"Yes." Jackson took a deep breath and answered, he liked the other leader, but friendship isn't something that needs to be connected with business. "Why did it end up like this?" Namjoon asked again, Jackson went completely silent for a while. "The club at XXX street in the VIP room 408, can we talk it out there?" Jackson asked, he heard a slight "hm" from the other line, "Yes."

The sound of the hang up was like a butcher's knife, haunting and gruesome. Jackson took a deep breathe and sat back into his seat.

~Back to BTS~

Yoongi still sat on the sofa, head down slowly drinking his iced americano, Hoseok was in his long lab coat just calculating as he swirled the substance in the test tube once in a while, Taehyung was in front of five computers, each row of the commands he typed merged into an ocean of symbols, numbers and letters. Their leader was flipping through his checks, Jin was marking out locations on a map while Yoongi sharpened his knife and filled his guns with bullet after bullet, taking them apart and putting them back together over and over again.

"We'll go with you, Namjoon." Jin looked at the leader and commented, he didn't even give the leader a choice, they definitely had to go with the leader just in case.