jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

e i g h t y o n e .

"... We have to go."

Taehyung rose from the couch and grabbed his jacket. Watching Jimin slowly put down his phone onto the coffee table in shock, his eyes lit with the same flames that ignited the first day Jangmi was taken away from him in the crash. His fists clenched tightly before looking at the fearful Jimin. "You heard what she did. We have to get there now, Jimin!"

"I heard what she did!" Jimin snapped before pinching the bridge of his nose, "We can't just go in there alone, she has power and your daughter."

"I'm not wasting time waiting on our men," Taehyung says, slamming Jimin's computer close. "Get your keys, we're leaving-"

"Okay, and you get killed by her," Jimin shakes his head and grabs a Taehyung's wrist, "You die and leave Jangmi with the full custody to that woman. Then what? Namjoon can't take care of her, he doesn't have any relations with her. He's not your husband or her biological father, and she's her mother and your ex-wife. Think for god's sake, Taehyung! We can't go there by ourselves-"

"Jangmi is hurt!" Taehyung shouted, his teeth gritting and shoving Jimin's hand away harshly. "I'm not just going to sit here and wait for backup when my daughter is dying in that woman's hands. She needs me-"

Jimin stood up and took the car keys off the table before Taehyung could, gripping it in his hand. "Yeah, she needs her father who isn't going to die before he can even get to her," he says, backing away from the panicking man. "I'm not letting you go alone-"

"It was an order, Park," Taehyung seethed, clenching his fists till his knuckles whitened. He glared at the man in front of him. "Let's not forget, I'm your boss and you listen to me, fucker."

Jimin scoffed and shook his head. "You're my friend, Taehyung," he says, furrowing his eyebrows as he tried to cool down the glare with a glance. "We've been friends ever since we met. You don't order me around if you can't fucking respect me as a person or a friend. I care about you and I care about that little girl too. I care about you staying alive and that little girl still having her father around to watch her grow up. We can wait till your men get there, or we can call Namjoon and get him and his gang to help. I'm sick of you treating me this way, so sit your goddamn ass down on the couch and let me do what I need to do and we can get that girl back safe and sound. Do you understand me this time, Taehyung?"

Taehyung opened his mouth to snap back before turning away and ticking his head to the side frustratingly. "... Call Namjoon to get his gang and our men to meet up at Birdy's complex."

Jimin sighed, relaxing his shoulders and setting his keys back down on the table. "Thank you."

Taehyung sat back down on the couch and hid his face in his hands, rubbing his temples in silence as Jimin picked up his phone and began to make calls.

"... I'm sorry, you're not a friend, Jimin," Taehyung unclenches his jaw and sighed.

"... You're a brother to me. You're part my family."

[unedited]