(ᵒⁿ ʰᵒˡᵈ) Notorious Hitman | Jikook (sequel)

Chapter Six

Jungkook

Seokjin yelled at me for hiting the guy for like 10 minutes after we tied up him to a wooden chair. He told me it was unreasonable, cause for his instincts, the guy was no where near harmful.

We were both sitting down across from him, waiting for him to wake back up. Still kind of arguing back and forth but finally just dropped it.

"Do you think he was telling the truth hyung? About him knowing where Jimin is..." I mumbled as I keep my piercing glare on the guy, not even glancing at Seokjin when I talked to him.

"I think he was telling the truth. We would've known if he was half an hour ago if you didn't knock him out" he sort of growled back with a bite.

"Mmm..."

Both of us immediately go silent as now Seokjin is looking towards him as well.

His eyes squeeze tight as they slowly flutter open. His head slowly raising up and hiss at the bright light from above. We shoved him into my office to talk to him. Oops, forgot to mention we drove back to my house huh? Oopsies-

When he finally seemed to come to he looked up again and his eyes widen at us, looking back down at the knots and ties. The weird thing was, he didn't even try to pull on them to try to free himself. "Touché" is all he says as he looks back up at us, back and forth.

"Where's Jim-"

"What's your name?" Seokjin says louder as he slaps his hand over my mouth. He knew that was the first thing I would ask, but seemed like he wanted more than that.

The person didn't answer, just starring over at me with what seemed like an, apologetic expression. For what though.

"Why- Why are we asking this guy his name, for what!? We're gonna shoot him later anyways-"

"-we're not shooting ANYONE" Seokjin shot back as he smacked the back of my head. I only rub the back of my head and bite my tongue to make sure nothing else comes out of my mouth.

I look back at the person in front of us, glaring soft. "...what's your name..."

He looked at both of us. Wondering almost if it was okay to tell it. Seokjin only nodded and he took a deep breath. It was another 3 minutes before he spoke; I was getting impatient with this.

"Hoseok. Jung Hoseok-"

All of us jumped, mostly this guy supposedly named Hoseok. Seokjin looked over to me quickly, confusion wrote all over. "Were you expecting someone else?" he mumbled almost sarcastically. As I shook my head I glanced at Hoseok as he looks with almost pleaded eyes.

"Be careful!" he said it so quick.

"Excuse me?" I glare back.

"Th-The person- The GUY at the door h-he's here to kill Jungkook"

"How do you know this" Seokjin asked before I could even try to.

Hoseok only let out a deep sigh, looking back and forth between us. As he shifted just a little in the seat, I guess to get more comfortable.

"I told you. I know where Jimin. I worked for the guy that kidnapped Jimin. B-But now I realized how much of a freaking psychopath he is a-and I got out of there and I knew that the best thing for me to do w-would be to get out here and help you get Jimin back before he gets hurt either on purpose or accidentally"

I felt like hitting him again. Only because he's sitting RIGHT here and knows where Jimin is. I grit my teeth, grabbing my gun from my pocket; which I've kept since the knife in the door incident, and look at him with a warning.

"When I come back", another knock on the door came through echoing down the hall, "You better get ready to open up your mouth some more, cause I'm not done with you"

"Pff-" I swing my head over to Seokjin whos cheeks are puffed trying not to laugh.

"...what's so funny?"

He looks at me from the floor, shaking his head and motioned me to go on. I only rolled my eyes and head out. Slowly stalking my way down the hall when I finally reached the living room I glanced at the top piece of glass to see no one.

"This guy better not be lying"

Making my way over to the door I hear only one single knock this time. Followed after was a huge large bang and a hole coming through the thin wooden door. Something breaks behind me and I shoot through the door as well, hearing a pained cry and a loud thump.

I run over and yank the door open, only to see a guy in shades and a black suit laying on the ground.

...Hoseok was telling the truth.

(a/n: im so so so so so so so look sorry i havent updated in forever!! im been trying to force myself to work on this story. honestly, it wouldnt take THAT long. i literally already have the plot layed out for each chapter. its just, school just started again, my anxiety has been 3 times worse and im not in a good sort of headspace... i promise ill keep working on the story...)