jangmi (장미) ● taejoon

e i g h t y f o u r .

  The five drove to Namjoon's house before the leader slammed open his front door and ordered the troubled to sit on the couch. The tallest murmured under his harsh breath as he closed the door and locked it. Yoongi tossed the burglar bags to the side, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall - learning to bite his tongue for the lion in the room.

"Namjoon," Taehyung says as he stands, "... We can't stay here any longer, we know where Jangmi is. We can get her, we need to get her now-"

"Break," Namjoon says, taking a deep breath, ".... I-I just need a break."

"... Then come sit down," Seokjin got up from his seat on the couch. "We can talk later, Namjoon you need to understand-"

"No, no. I need a break," Namjoon shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose tiredly. Rubbing his eyes before letting out a dreaded sigh, "I need a break from this. I don't need to sit down, I-I... I need to breath, Seokjin. You guys, I've been holding out for so many years. You can't even control yourself."

"... Are you serious?" Jungkook frowns, putting his elbows on his knees as he shifts on the couch. "What is this? A resignation? Right now, in the situation we're in?"

"You're not in this situation, Jungkook!" Namjoon yells angrily, "Stop trying to put yourself in this when we've been trying our hardest to keep you out of it. Is this all some fucking attention act to you? Are you lonely? Is that it? You miss mommy and daddy, so you decide to fucking bother us like some nuisance-"

"Namjoon!" Yoongi shoved the other's shoulder to snap him out of it, "Why would you say that? Look, you're not you at the moment, so just relax. Okay? You're not the one to say that."

"Oh fuck you," Jungkook scoffed, "Seokjin hyung and I are taking care of the Mortala while you were gone-"

"You killed thirty of our men," Namjoon glared, "Thirty men with families. Quite frankly, you're doing a terrible goddamn job. What else? You try to rob your own principal because you don't know how deals work. That's just classic. You're a teenager, so act like one. You're one of the lucky ones who can."

"Please, this is not a moment to fight right now!" Jimin groaned, stepping between the two groups. "We're all in deep shit, and having an argument doesn't get anywhere."

Namjoon clenched his fists before moving away Yoongi. "Fine," he says, running his fingers through his hair. "Seokjin, you'll be under Taehyung's wing for now on. He'll get access to the warehouse and our men."

"Leave me alone in my room while I sleep," Namjoon's voice grew tired and cracked as he continued to speak, "I'm tired."

"W-What?" Taehyung looked at his lover, "What are you talking about?"

Namjoon slipped off his shoes and left the room as it went silent after his words. He slipped into his bedroom and before he slammed the door:

"The mortala does better without me, right?"

[unedited]