jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

s e v e n t e e n .

When Minnie brought the news to Seokjin, Namjoon watched his face form into a face of rage, fear, and worry. His face grew pale for the first time ever. To be honest, Namjoon was almost terrified of Seokjin at that moment.

"You're not going to work today," Seokjin says, crossing his arms in front of the door. "You're staying here and that's final."

Namjoon has already gotten ready to go to school. His book bag in his hand, his hair slicked back, and his glasses on. "... Seokjin, I can't just call in sick all of a sudden. I'll be okay."

"Didn't you hear what Minnie said?!" Seokjin grunts, "Jungkook got kidnapped! The goddamn boy exposed you!"

"I'm not mad at him am I?!" Namjoon huffed back, "The only one who's mad here is you! He's a kid, Seokjin! He was scared! He didn't want his mother to get hurt, and I understand that."

"We could go to jail, we could get killed," Seokjin yelled, "You could get killed!"

"You know our plan if anything happens to me!" Namjoon put his book bag down and pinched his the bridge of his nose. "You know our plan..."

Seokjin ran his fingers through his hair frustratingly. "I don't want it to go that way, Namjoon! I don't want that to-"

"Say it," Namjoon demanded, his eyes suddenly glaring at Seokjin. "I need to make sure you know the plan."

"No, I'm not saying it. It's not going to happen-"

"Say the plan, Seokjin!" Namjoon shouted. The raise of his voice slightly startling the older. "Just say it."

Seokjin took a deep breath as he stared at Namjoon, before frowning and shaking his head. "... If you ever got caught or killed, I'd take over," he bit his lip as he looked away from the man. "I'd burn every. Single. Piece of evidence that you left. Make Minnie...."

Namjoon slammed his hands down on the table. "Seokjin." he clenched his fists.

Seokjin grunted. "Make sure Minnie wiped your entire identity off the surface of the earth like you never existed."

Seokjin walked over and grabbed Namjoon's book bag. "But I'm not gonna let that happen!" he exclaimed, "The mortala wont let that happen. Not to you. Not now. Not ever."

"... Now please, just stay home," Seokjin sighed pleadingly, gripping his bag tightly. "Call in just for today. We need to tell the others what's happening and figure out how to keep you safe."

"... Who's trying to target me though," Namjoon asked. "We were save from any gang issues. I swear we are..."

"Jungkook never gave a face," Seokjin says. "We have to ask him tomorrow. He's resting a Jjang's place."

Namjoon firmly nodded. "... We'll visit tomorrow."

"... Sit down and eat breakfast now," Seokjin didn't look at him this time. He walk to the kitchen. "I'm tired of eating alone. I have to pick up the kids and make their lunches soon, do you want to come?"

".... Yes, please..."

[unedited]