BTS ~ 𝘚𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯 || Seven Deadly Sins || Mafia AU

eight.

Minji's pov.

After we bandaged up Jimin, we went to the dining hall to receive the news of the night. I tried to make Jimin stay in the ward for healing, but he insisted on going, and neither Hoseok nor I could stop him. I followed both men to the dining room, where the other five were speaking in hushed tones. Their talking stopped as soon as we entered the room.

"Jimin, you should get some rest," Yoongi said softly to the younger boy, who shook his head. "I'm alright, thanks to those two," He said, nodding at us. Hoseok sat down, and I went to do the same until I was stopped by Namjoon.

"Minji, leave please," He said to me, and I tilted my head. "What? No, why? I want to know too," I said, and Namjoon almost growled. I was scared of the powerful look he had plastered on his face. "Leave, Minji. Don't make me say it again," He warned, but I stood my ground. "I th-" "Leave! For fucks sake, is that so hard to understand?!" Namjoon yelled. I was shocked, so much so that I couldn't move. It was the first time he'd yelled like that at me. I hated being yelled at. Tears started to fall from my eyes before I could stop them.

Stupid! You get disciplined and you cry? You're such a fucking crybaby.

I turned on my heel, not wanting to face him anymore anyway. Yelling always triggered my fight or flight, and when I was helpless in a situation, it was always flight. I walked out with my nose in the air, but as soon as I was out of sight of the boys I ran back to Hoseok's room, pulling the covers up to my chin and gently sobbing into the pillow. I wanted to go home.

Hoseok's pov.

I watched Minji leave before turning back to Namjoon. I was mad. I was horribly mad. "What was that for?" I asked Namjoon with the calmest voice I could muster. "Oh, come on Hoseok," He sighed, looking at me. "What?! She's not going anywhere, and you killed two of her father's men! She'll find out sooner or later, would you not prefer to tell her sooner, before you get too attached and you won't be able to?"

Namjoon rose from his seat, fists forming by his sides. "What's that supposed to mean?!" He retorted, and I stood up too. "Oh come on, I've seen how you look at her, how you treat her better than the others. I know what you can do, what you have done to people, but not once have you done any of those to Minji," I stated truthfully. Namjoon slammed his hand on the table, the centerpiece almost falling with the harsh vibrations. "I am not attached! And even if I was, I wouldn't be the only one," He remarked, staring at me. "You're not secretive at all, we see how you always go out of your way to make sure she's coping," He continued, and I snarled. "Maybe because I care for her? She is kidnapped? Come on, Namjoon, she's just a girl," I growled. "Exactly Hoseok, she's just a girl. Just another girl! Cop on, Jung Hoseok, this is what we do. If you can't keep your emotions at bay in your job, then what can you do?!"

The room was silent. You could hear a pin drop. I looked into Namjoon's eyes as he stared back. Everybody was anticipating my response. "You can't control your feelings, Namjoon, you should know that better than the rest of us. If you think so little of my abilities to put my work above my emotions then you don't know me at all," I said, before walking out of the room. I didn't wait for his response. I'm not even sure if he had one. As I began to walk to my room I thought about what Namjoon had said.

Just another girl. Keep your emotions at bay in your job.

I didn't know if I could.

When I got to my room, Minji was curled up, chest rising and falling softly as she slept. The tear stains on the pillow made my heart ache. I couldn't even imagine how hard it was for her right then, and I wished I could help her out of the place, but shouting at Namjoon was already risky enough, never mind helping a 'victim' escape. I sighed as I sat on the bed beside her sleeping body, making sure not to wake her. I'd surely get a good lecture when I returned to the boys, but I didn't care. Namjoon had told me all the important information in the van on the way back. I smiled slightly as I noticed Minji's attire. I hadn't paid attention to it before, but as she turned around and the blanket slipped a little, I could see my blue t-shirt falling from her shoulders, exposing her collarbones. I smiled as I put the sleeve that had fallen back onto her shoulder, covering her up. I pulled the covers back up to her and smiled once more.