In the Dead of Winter || •PJM• ✔️

Weapons

DAY 798

Jimin blinks a few times, sauntering inside the room with confusion littering his face. "Um... is this a cult or am I really late to the meeting?" he asks.

Namjoon, Jungkook, Katherine, and Y/n glance up at him. Jimin shuts the door to Namjoon's office when none of them reply. The somber mood in the air has his face falling more than before. He sulks inside and plops down next to Y/n on instinct, her hand going to his thigh as soon as he hits the cushion. Jimin stares at her with furrowed brows, but she doesn't so much as glance in his direction.

"There's a caravan that came by yesterday. Katherine and Fiona dealt with it and told them we're not interested in trading. Never mentioned why we aren't, but they assumed the answer to be that we have enough stuff and it's not worth risking losing anything," Namjoon says. Jimin doesn't reply, neither does anyone else. "They're at our gates right now demanding to be let in. Ves and Sky are inside and safe." Jimin relaxes at that, Namjoon nodding in his direction. "Everyone's inside, Jungkook told them he'd talk to me to see if I'll let them in. Jimin, you're an outsider." He pauses. "No offense."

"None taken."

"What do you think we should do?"

Jimin gives Y/n's hand a squeeze before standing, going over to the window and peeking out the curtains. He stares at the front gates, not noticing anyone there. "I'd have to talk to them to understand more. Just hearing about the situation isn't going to help. Namjoon, when we go down, let me do the talking."

"Are we going alone?"

"We have to. Don't risk anyone else. Stay inside with weapons on the ready. Where's Fiona?"

"Doing exactly what you said. Getting weapons. I'll tell her to stay outside with a small team, hidden but there in case we need backup. Not to argue with your plan, but don't you think we should have some people outside to protect us?"

Jimin smiles and turns back to him, walking over and patting him on the shoulder. "Congratulations. You're learning." Jimin gives his shoulder a squeeze before striding to the door, motioning for Namjoon to follow. Y/n on the other hand hops up, coming over.

"Please stay safe. Don't do anything stupid," she pleads as Namjoon departs.

Jimin gives her a signature cocky smile, even winking to add to it. It's fake confidence, but it'll calm her nerves. Hopefully. "Wouldn't dream of it. Don't worry, I'll make sure it's safe. And if it isn't? We'll deal with it. I've certainly dealt with worse." Jungkook and Katherine, to Jimin's surprise, aren't watching the exchange. Instead they're next to each other, whispering amongst themselves. So, their eyes aren't here. Jungkook's eyes aren't.

He leans down and kisses her cheek, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "I'll be back. I promise, and I'd never break a promise."

She nods, placing a hand on his face and staring at him a second longer than she probably should. She backs away, Jimin doing the same and shutting the door. Jimin shifts to see Namjoon waggling his brows. Jimin flips him off. "I don't wanna hear shit," Jimin says.

"You're so fucking in love."

"Okay, this is the part where I ignore you Mr. 'I keep porn magazines in my office'."

"You're never letting that go, are you?"

"Never," Jimin says, following Namjoon to the outside. A pang of worry hits his core, but he forces it aside. He thinks of Y/n's sweet eyes asking him to return safely. To not be dumb. Unfortunately, Jimin can't even sit in a chair properly. How is he supposed to do this? He hasn't had experience with this in a while. Guess he'll have to channel his old lessons in order to survive.