jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

n i n e t e e n .

"... T-That's Jangmi's father."

Namjoon's eyes turned into pure horror as Jungkook narrowed his eyes. Ashamed.

"He knew our names, he knew my name," Jungkook pursed his lips. "... He knows about the Mortala now. He's- He's coming for you."

"Why? Why!" Seokjin shouted making Jungkook flinch. "Jangmi's father is a fucking gangster? You have to be fucking kidding me."

"This is your fault!" Seokjin seethed, slamming his fists against the table. "We would've been safe if you didn't goddamn talk! Do you realize how much shit you've gotten us into just from one night?"

"Don't yell at my brother!" Minnie hissed, glaring at Seokjin. "He was fucking scared! Listen, we're all in deep shit, so let's not argue about it and do something!"

Jjang had been outside on the balcony. He was monitoring the house, making sure that something doesn't happen. A sniper rifle was hidden between plant pots. He sits on a lawn chair, drinking soda with a straw as he daydreams outside. Quiet.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Namjoon shouted, his voice echoing throughout the room. "I don't give a shit! About how you two feel. You two go argue outside!"

He took Jungkook's shaking hands into his. The young boy ended up bursting into tears, not being to hold it in after being pent up ever since he got kidnapped. The quiet sobs and lowered head had only gone noticed by Namjoon. Minnie and Seokjin were too busy fighting.

He's just a kid.

"... Jungkook," Namjoon says softly. "Look at me."

Seokjin and Minnie had silenced after Namjoon's demand, glaring at each other before going outside.

"... I'm-I'm sorry," Jungkook choked, balling his hands into fists as he tries his best to cover his weeping eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Namjoon pulled his hands away from his face, waiting till he looks at him. "Your mother will be safe," he reassures, "I'll do everything in my power to make sure she doesn't get hurt."

"I fucked up!" Jungkook exclaims, shaking his head furiously. "I'm- I'm gonna get you killed. You're gonna die and it's gonna be my fault. I'm gonna get you killed, I'm gonna-"

"Jungkook, Jungkook," Namjoon said lowly, holding his wrists. "Breathe. Don't worry about me. Nothing's going to happen, we're going to run the gang like we usually do. I'm going to continue teaching, you're going to continue going to school, and we're going to keep doing what we're doing."

Jungkook looked at him, eyes rushed red as he hesitantly nodded. "But-"

"I will be okay," Namjoon says, "Even if I get killed, the mortala will be fine without me."

"No we're not!" Jungkook pushes him away, "We need you! You're the only reason why we're all still treated like human beings!"

"If anything happens to the mortala," Namjoon shakes his head, "You're going to keep going to school, okay? You're going to go to college, study, fall in love, and live life like you deserve. I don't want you dealing drugs or killing others for the rest of your life. You need to live normally, Jungkook. You don't deserve a life like mine, like minnie's..."

Namjoon suddenly heard something shoot through the air, not loud enough to startle the entire neighborhood, but loud enough to make everybody in the house aware. Jungkook and Namjoon whipped their head toward the balcony.

Minnie and Seokjin rushed into the room. "Jjang!" Seokjin shouts.

"Stop where you are!" Jjang shouts, gripping the rifle in his arms. He stands, his arms propped up on the railing. "Drop whatever you have, or I'll shoot you on site! I see you. Walk out with your hands up."

Seokjin sprinted downstairs and out the front door. "Minnie, Jungkook, Namjoon, stay inside."

"... Come out slowly, you have nowhere to run."

[unedited]