jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

s e v e n t y n i n e .

   Jimin parked his car out front and the others piled out. Namjoon rubbing his eyes and walking toward the front porch to pick up his key from the large aloe plant beside the door. Taehyung threw the leather jacket over his shoulder, and Yoongi sighed as he threw off the doctor's coat.

Namjoon's house wasn't anything special. It was a one story small home with paint beginning to chip. His windows were covered with curtains, and it almost looked nearly abandoned.

Namjoon opened the door and he sighed as the floorboards creak under his feet. Everything smelt the same, there was no food in the fridge to make it smell rotting anyways. He turned on the living room lights. "... Make yourselves at home. I'm sorry about the mess."

"I'll set up my equipment in the living room," Jimin nodded, dragging in a couple bags and placing his backpack on the couch. "You and Minnie should take my car..."

Taehyung placed a hand on Namjoon's shoulder, squeezing it softly. "... Call us immediately if anything goes wrong," he says, "Be careful."

"I've been in the field, Taehyung," Namjoon shakes his head, leaning over and placing a soft kiss on the side of his jaw. "It's just getting two boys back home."

"Jimin can you do a quick identification check on my brother's principal? I need his address," Yoongi glanced at the time on his phone with worrying eyes, "It's getting late, I-I don't know if they started yet."

"... Um, yeah," Jimin modded, grabbing one of his laptops. "... You know his name?"

"It should be on the school page, I'll pull it up."

Namjoon turned on the lights in the hallway and entered his bedroom, Taehyung following behind. "... Joon, robberies and deals are two different crimes," Taehyung says, "It's too risky to be surrounded at a robbery. We're on the run too, let's not forget that."

Namjoon closed the door behind them, and shrugged off his scrubs. Peeling off the bandages on his cuts and wincing slightly before going over to his drawer and pulling out a first aid kit. "Focus on finding Jangmi's location. I'll be back before you know it. I'm not a child, I'm a gang leader. I know my own men, and nothing's going to go wrong."

"... Be back before sunrise," Taehyung sighs, moving behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist. Resting his head on his shoulder, and watching the other disinfect his cuts and wrap them in bandages. "With or without those boys."

"I'm coming back with both of them," Namjoon set the medicine bottle down and placed his hands over Taehyung's, looking over his shoulder and giving a reassuring small nod. "... I'm not going to abandon our daughter."

"What about me?" Taehyung asks, his nose brushing against the softness of Namjoon's cheek as he holds him closer. "... We're family."

"I won't," Namjoon turns his head back to the first aid kit and closes it. "As long as you remember what family means."

"... I'm learning what it means with you."

[unedited]