climbing out the back door didn't leave a mark no one knows it's you miss jackson
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namjoon sighed, sitting down in a tired manor. jin saw this and placed a cup of coffee in front of him which he gladly accepted. "good morning." the elder beamed, quickly going back to the food he had been making.
"something smells good." freya hummed as she walked into the kitchen, yoongi following behind her with a very tired expression. "coffees next to the sink." jin nudged the male with his foot, not taking his eyes away from the eggs in the pan.
"thank you." yoongi grumbled, immediately going to grab the mug. "where's mine?" freya feigned hurt, hands on her hips. jin and namjoon laughed, knowing her dislike for the coffee that they usually drank.
"up your ass and aro-" yoongi was about to continue his sentence only to be cut off by the sound of loud arguments coming from under them.
"you guys should go check that." namjoon smiled sweetly at the younger two. "but-" "no buts, you two are the ones who mindlessly decided to kidnap mark lee who need i remind is the ace of the group we're trying to become allies with." jin finished off, shooing the two away mockingly.
so maybe yoongi and freya were the ones who planned to kidnap mark lee, but in their defense they didn't think it would work out, let alone with the target being mark lee.
both of them heaving heavy sighs, they turned out of the kitchen towards the basement where all the noise was coming from.
"there is literally no reason you guys need to be arguing so loudl- oh." yoongi stopped mid sentence as him and freya entered the basement, looking at the three boys that stood there with troubled expressions.
"i swear we have no idea how he got a knife but..." taehyun spoke up, looking down at the body that had a knife plunged in the side of his neck. the eldest pursed his lips, squinting at the man then to mark who was glaring at all of them before nodding his head.
"right then, i'll get the bleach." he shrugged, turning to walk back up the stairs. "i'll get the body bags." beomgyu announced, following yoongi up the stairs hastily.
"go you three, don't linger around the dead body and mark, was it really necessary to throw a knife at mikes throat?" freya sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
mark gave the girl a stone cold glare, not moving even an inch as his eyes stayed on her. "who are you?" he gritted out. freya only clicked her tongue, the small heels of her boots clicking against the floor as she walked towards the staircase.
"that's not important." she said simply, walking up that stairs before anything else could be said.
