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

twenty one.

Minji's pov.

The man with the dragon tattoo, who I'd discovered to be named Sungho, had been removed from the dining hall and taken to his dorm. He was fine after he came around, just a little light headed. Apparently he hadn't said anything about me when he woke. I was glad, however, the fact that I still didn't know the whereabouts of the man who had physically murdered my grandfather angered me. The boys went to continue with their work as one of the butlers came over to me, asking if I wanted something to drink. I nodded, and he fetched me a glass of water. I drank it quickly and made my way to the kitchen to return the glass, only to be stopped by Tae on the way back. "Jin wants to see you," He stated. I raised my eyebrows, but didn't say a word. I just nodded and went to find the Consigliere.

I made my way to Namjoon's office, knocking on the door before entering. He looked up at me before tilting his head. "Is everything fine?" He asked, and I nodded. "Just wondering if you know where Jin is?" Namjoon smiled. "You haven't been told?" I shook my head nervously.

Told what?

"I want you two to do a little job for me. He's outside in one of the cars." My eyes widened at the mention of a vehicle. "We're going somewhere?" I asked, almost excitedly. The last time I had been in a car was when I returned from being held captive by the Choi's. I needed a positive car journey to rid my mind of the last. "You are, but I know you'll be a good girl and you won't try anything, am I correct?" I felt my face redden at his words, tilting my head downwards so he wouldn't see the rosy patches that were forming on my cheeks. "I won't," I said, and I meant it. He nodded, motioning to the door. "Go now. Don't keep him waiting for too long. You know what he's like."

I made my way out the front door. I saw Jin almost straight away, surrounded by men, none of which, thankfully, being Sungho. He beckoned for me to come over to him, which I did. The chauffeur opened the back door of a black jeep, and I followed one of the soldiers into the car, followed closely by another. Jin got into the passenger seat, fixing his hair in the wing mirror before speaking.

"Namjoon has sent us out to buy a few things, I hope you don't mind," Jin said, not really caring if I minded or not at all. "Great," I replied, wondering where we were to go. He said no more as the chauffeur got into the car and began to drive, moving the vehicle out of the driveway and past the gates. All windows of the car were blackout tinted except from the front one, so finding out my exact location was difficult. The two men beside me noticed my observing and whispered something to the chauffeur, who pressed a button, causing the windshield window to also go dark. I wondered how he could see.

We arrived at our destination after about fifteen minutes. The car ride was quiet, the men conversing with each other only every now and then. As we came to a halt, the chauffeur got out of the car, opening Jin's door first and then ours. I stepped out of the car to see a small looking shop in the middle of nowhere. I turned to Jin cautiously, but he just shoved his hands deeper into his pockets and walked towards the little building. I followed him, curious of what lied ahead.

As we entered the shop, a bell above the door rang to announce to the shop owner that we were present. I looked around the store, observing the random objects for sale with furrowed brows. It seemed to be an antique shop. Statues, china dishes, cutlery, chairs, tables, lamps and various other things were dotted around the shop in untidy piles. I found myself stepping closer to Jin. The atmosphere of the shop wasn't to my liking. The air seemed to hang heavily around us. I continued to follow Jin as he made his way to the desk where a small old man was standing.

"Yongsun, I believe you've been informed about our arrival," Jin said to the man, who looked well in his seventies. "Ah yes, it's good to see you again Seokjin. And who's the pretty lady? Your wife, I suppose?"