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He was staring at the beauty beside him, sleeping peacefully. The moonlight shining on them through the blinds, gave his fiancé an ethereal glow. He loves him with everything he's got. He kissed his forehead and was about to pull the comforter above them when. . .

𝐾𝑁𝑂𝐶𝐾 𝐾𝑁𝑂𝐶𝐾

With an audible sigh, Namjoon got off the bed slowly, so as not to disturb his sleeping beauty and opened the door slightly.

There stood Skull, his most trusted soldier - the head of guards, with an unreadable expression on his face.

"What?" Namjoon whisper yelled at Skull. It was 2 in the morning and he was in no mood to deal with anything unimportant.

Skull gulped a little and with a low groagy voice said, "We have him in the Art Room."

Namjoon nodded slightly and without another word, closed the door. He pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers in anger and annoyance. Anger -  because, he'll have to deal with the prisoner at this ungodly hour; annoyance - because, only Seokjin can get the job done, which requires him to wake him up.

"Fucking mint", he growled and started getting dressed. He wanted for Jin to get the little more sleep he could manage.

He dressed in an off white button up shirt, sleeves rolled to his arms, a marron dress pant and black leather shoes. He also tucked a yellow tinted glasses onto his shirt. He pulled out a black satin shirt and matching black dress pants for Seokjin and placed them on the bed.

He moved to the other side and sat at the edge and sighed audibly. Placing a hand on the cheek of the elder, Namjoon called, "Baby, can you wake up for me?"

Seokjin lazily fluttered his eyes open and mumbled sleepily, "They got him?"

"Yes", Namjoon answered before leaning and kissing his fiancé's forehead, to which Seokjin smilled but sat up. He lazily got off the bed muttering "Give me five minutes" and started dressing for the night.

With his dark hair set back to expose his forehead, Seokjin was ready. He stood tall and intimidating while Namjoon stood beside him with a thick dark aura. "Ready?" Namjoon asked to which Seokjin smirked and replied, "Always".

They intertwined there fingers and walked down the hallway towards the dungeon, the eye of their snake like rings creating a reflection on the walls from the bright light.

It was Game Time.

𝙰/𝙽𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗. 𝚂𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎. 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏.