jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

t w e n t y n i n e .

Taehyung entered the building to only see a man bound to a chair, almost unrecognizable. He crossed his arms, shooing his bodyguards outside. Tossing his suit jacket toward one of them as they ushered outside.

The woman who took Namjoon had been waiting for Taehyung till he and inside. She dropped her knife and the gun onto the floor, bowing at Taehyung before leaving. She scurried away.

Namjoon had fallen asleep after the aching hours of staying up the whole night. Once his body was awaken once more he would be broken into painful trembles and cold sweat. His head hug low, his bangs covering the mess the woman made to his face. He was tortured all night long. His skin was sickeningly pale, dry blood pools under his chair.

Taehyung lifted Namjoon's face with his index finger pushing his chin up, his eyes racking up and down the slumbering man.

Namjoon's unharmed eye flutters open, his other swollen shut. His throat hurt too much to scream, so he simply just stays obedient. Quiet.

He felt sick when he made eye contact with Jangmi's own father. She was nothing like him.

"Will you look at that," Taehyung hums, "... Weak leader with a weak gang."

His fingers went and gripped the man's jaw tightly. "Don't even look at my daughter, speak to my daughter, put your hands on my daughter again. It's ludicrous to believe I'd like lowlifes like you be around her. You have no idea how much I've been upset."

"... I-I'm the one who saved your daughter-"

"No you're a man who put her in danger," Taehyung growled, shoving Namjoon's face to the right. He could hear the man's neck crack. "You're a whole danger in itself. A goddamn gang leader as an elementary teacher? I should've done a background check on you sooner."

"... Why are you doing this?" Namjoon pursed his chapped lips as he couldn't even look at the man anymore. "I never intend to hurt Jangmi. Never!"

"If you had no intentions you wouldn't be here," Taehyung shouted, "I'm doing this to protect my daughter. She doesn't need some fake bullshit like you. Especially when she was almost fucking kidnapped because of you! My daughter, Namjoon. MY DAUGHTER!"

"So what?" Namjoon cried, "You're just gonna kill me? Take over my gang? Ruin us all? You don't even know how much it takes for me to have a living, how much it takes to make sure my group has a living. Being a teacher is the only goddamn sane and human thing about me nowadays! Jangmi only knows me as Mr. Kim, not namjoon, not some fucking gang leader."

"The mortala has no use to me," Taehyung seethed, "You don't know how much I can do, Namjoon. It won't even take me three hours till all your members are killed off."

"... My members all have families," Namjoon shook his head, "... They have kids they need to raise. Therapy sessions they need to afford. Houses they need to pay rent. The only thing bad is that we trade drugs and kill if we need to. We don't hurt people because we want to! Goddammit we're not fucking monsters we're just humans trying to fucking live in a world who won't support us like normal human beings. Your people are fucking insane. Torturing me, why? Waiting till I break? Apologize?"

"You know if you kill me, the mortala will still live on," Namjoon glared, "Nothing will change if I die. I don't make any type of impact on Jangmi's life either."

Taehyung clenched his fists.

"You've would've been dead already if she wasn't so infatuated with you."

[unedited]