32

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"Pansy is here" Namjoon announced as soon as he entered the room, stretching his limbs.

Seokjin, who was reading a book while lounging on his bed, scrunched his nose at the mention of the girl's name with a roll of his eyes.

"And you're ecstatic, aren't you?" he muttered grumpily, closing his book and folding his arms over his chest.

Pansy - a beautiful girl, daughter of a close family to the Snakes and about the same age as Namjoon. It is no secret to the entire family that she has a huge crush on the Leader, and Seokjin isn't very fond of the fact and herself. He also somehow cannot get over the thought that Namjoon actually enjoys her attention.

"Love, you know where and who my entire being belongs to." Namjoon said as he buried his face in the elder's stomach while pulling him closer.

Seokjin scoffed, "Yet you never shoo her away when she is all over you."

"That is not true. And I don't even go near her." replied Namjoon with a kiss on Jin's torso.

"I don't like her one bit. Why is she here?"

"The Lee dogs. She brought them in. And I know you don't like her, but she is one of the bests in the empire. Also you were the one to order that." Namjoon said as a matter of fact, which Jin obviously didn't like. So, he shoved his fiancé away from himself and climbed out of the bed, tightening his robe around him.

"Yaah, Jin aah, don't be like this. You know how much I love you." Namjoon whined, still on the bed, watching Jin move around in the closet.

"That is Jin Hyung for you. If you are going to go around call that bitch the best, you better show me some respect." Jin yelled at him. Jin himself was aware that he was being childish but he just couldn't help.

"Hyung.. you know you're not being rational right now. You know I wouldn't even look at anyone else." Namjoon whined yet again. It was comical how the mighty King of mafia was putty in his fiancé's hands.

"I don't care. I'm mad." said Jin, while putting on a black silk shirt. He slipped on his slippers and walked out of the closet.

"Hyung, please don't be mad at me." Namjoon walked towards him and pulled him by his waist. "I love you, Jin." He muttered as he kissed the corner of his lips and that made Jin mewl in.

"I love you, but that piece of trash is still on my radar." Jin muttered before kissing Namjoon. A kiss that was deep, urgent, passionate, and one that showed that they owned each other in every essence.

Their ragged breath mingled with each other's when they parted, panting.

"I'll go take care of the matter now." Jin spoke, untangling himself from Namjoon. He walked towards the door but abruptly turned, facing Namjoon, who stood there with a beautiful dimple smile.

"And you, Mr. Kim Namjoon, will not move out of this room, till that bitch leaves my house. Comes anything urgent, I'll handle it."

And with that, he left. A defeated Namjoon just sighed and went back to bed, unbothered to change.

**

While Jin was walking towards the basement, with the corner of his eyes he caught a silhouette at the bar. It was almost midnight and he was sure all the members retired to their quarters except the guards for the night, who weren't allowed to drink on duty. So, he marched towards the person sitting at the bar stool to rain his wrath for breaking rules and possibly compromising the security.

But to his surprise, it wasn't any of the guards but his competitor, or so he thought; Pansy.

"Why are you still here?" is the first thing he barked at her.

She raised an eyebrow, twirling the glass of martini between her fingers.

"That shouldn't be a problem." She said, taking a sip of her blue drink.

"I asked a question, which you didn't answer." Jin said again as he ordered himself a glass of Louis XIII.

"I'm not accountable to you, Seokjin. I work for Joon. I don't answer you." She replied, without looking at Jin.

"Listen, Pansy. You might have a thick skull, so I'll remind you again. This empire," Jin motioned with his hand, "I am as much of an owner as is Namjoon. And all the members are accountable to me, Namjoon too. And you aren't allowed to be here at this time of the night. So, before I throw you out myself, Leave." Jin's authoritative tone boomed through the empty bar.

"Shut up, Seokjin. Namjoon is The King. But you my dear, are no queen." She laughed dryly and finally looked at Jin, soon to realize she might have gone a little too far with that. As, the one she faced wasn't a soft featured Jin, but a clenched jawed, dark eyed Fox. The torturer with his wrath.

"You are as insignificant as a roach in my kitchen, easily replaceable in this empire, sweet. But I. AM. THE. FOX." He enunciated and slowly poured the glass of Brandy over her head, while grabbing her by her throat to keep her in place.

And with that, he left.

Pansy sat back unfazed, ruffling her now sticky hair.

"Hit me a Godfather, Igor."

She down the golden brown liquor in one go.

**

Yoongi was a fucked out mess below Taehyung, who was chasing his own climax, relentlessly pounding into the older.

"Clench around me. Uuhh, yeah, just like that baby." Taehyung called out as he felt his dick convulsing within the tight walls.

And a few more thrusts later he was screaming Yoongi's name as he painted the inside of Yoongi, white.

Taehyung lowered his body, pressing his forehead against the older's. Both were catching their breaths, when a loud noise disturbed their cloud.

It was Yoongi's phone ringing.

"Minho." Yoongi muttered as he sat up, pushing the younger up along with him and winced; Taehyung was still inside him.

"I'll get you your phone," Taehyung said as his slowly pulled out to get the phone from the pants thrown on the couch.

Yoongi immediately picked the call up and put it on speaker.

"31Y." a hushed voice immediately spoke.

"32M." Yoongi immediately replied, without missing a bit. It was a code they formulated so that they didn't have to compromise security.

"Ok, I don't have much time. So, listen carefully, the queen is in danger. I don't know how or when or who yet. But Lee is plotting something bad. Also, I might have an idea who the rat is, but I'm certain he isn't alone. There is someone working very closely there. Protect the Queen at any cost. It's gonna be a war, you know it."

Yoongi and Taehyung were shocked would be an understatement. Seokjin was in danger! They have to protect the strongest person in the family, who protects them all. Now how does one do that?

Minho spoke again, "How's he holding up?"

Yoongi took a shuddered breath, still unable to get out of the shock, and muttered, "He believes in you. He is present."

"Kay, I'll call you back when I can. Take care of everyone. Tell him I love him." and without further ado, he hung up.

Yoongi stared at a wide eyed Taehyung with his own shaking pupils. They had absolutely no idea what to work on. Do they secure Seokjin first? Do they inform Namjoon? Do they look for who was working for Doyun so closely? Or do they hunt Doyun first?

Everything was still in that room. As if even breathing could cause a havoc.

It was Taehyung who acted first, breaking the trance of shock and fear. He pulled Yoongi in his embrace with his shaky hands.

"We are stronger than they can anticipate." Taehyung said as if assuring himself more than the older.

And that one sentence managed to boil the frozen blood in their bodies. For fuck's sake, they were the Royals. They were the Snakes. Anyone even thinking of crossing their path deserved death.

Yoongi pulled away from Taehyung, "Let's get to work Taehyung."

"We'll get them Hyung." Taehyung replied with the same serious tone.

**

A soft knock could be heard at the door.

Namjoon set aside the book he was reading. He picked it from where Seokjin left it earlier.

Opening the door wide open, "I didn't think you'd come back so soon, love" he spoke without looking, obviously expecting Jin.

"Oh? I didn't know you were expecting me Joonie."

"Why are you here?" Namjoon looked up at the voice. Eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Nah, I'm leaving. I'm sorry if I disturbed you. Just wanted to see you." Pansy replied with a smile while lightly touching Namjoon's forearm.

"Alright. You should go now. It's quite late. Also, my Fiancé isn't going to be happy if he spots you here." Namjoon flatly replied, crossing his arms.

Pansy laughed at the statement, confusing Namjoon.

"Oh well, I have sticky hair that smells like Brandy already."

"What?" Namjoon asked, perplexed at whatever that could mean.

"I met Seokjin at the bar. He doesn't like me. I don't know what I've done to him ever." Pansy flashed him a sad smile this time.

Although he wanted to empathize with her, he couldn't. Namjoon pressed his lips in a thin line to supress a chuckle from leaving his mouth. His baby was as feisty as he can remember.

"Anyways, I'll go now. Take care of yourself Joonie. No matter what, you know I care about you. Have a sweet dream." Pansy spoke, leaning in to kiss Namjoon's cheeks before turning on her heels to leave.

Namjoon rolled his eyes and closed the door, muttering, "This is why he doesn't like you."

**

Yoongi and Taehyung thought it best to let Seokjin know that he was in danger before taking other actions. So, there they are, marching towards the basement with quick but quiet steps.

The door to the basement though, was ajar, which was quite unusual. Usually there would be two men stationed to guard the prisoners and the door would be close, regardless. It already smelled fishy.

Taehyung voiced the situation, "Where are Hoshi and Rishav? Why is the door open?"

Yoongi already started growing anxious. "Let's go in." is all he could muster.

They pushed open the door, expecting God knows what, but the sight in front of them was confusing.

Four empty chairs were all.

"The Fuck?" Yoongi breathed with his furrowed eyebrows.

"Fox must have shifted them to the Art Room. Hoshi and Rishav must be there too." Taehyung said, although he himself wasn't sure if that was the case. The threat looming on their head making him question everything.

"Right. Right." Yoongi flatly muttered, already turning towards the Art Room. Taehyung followed him without another word. In the huge building that was the HQ, moving around could take some time. And that was the reason Yoongi and Taehyung were now jogging through the corridors.

Yet again, the door is ajar with no stationed guards. This time though, they didn't question it. Both pulled out their guns and barged in the room. But what awaited them in the room, knocked the air out of their lungs.

A pile of dead bodies right under the red chandelier, surrounded by a pool of blood.

All the dead people were their family, the guards from the Snakes.

They walked into the horror only to find Seokjin's pink chair, now bloody red and dripping. And there was a note stuck to one of the arm rests.

"Tae?" Yoongi whispered.

Tae, however instead of replying pulled out the note that read -

"Are you worthy of being the King if you cannot protect your Queen?"

Taehyung immediately sunk to his knees; eyes wide with indescribable horror. He handed the note to Yoongi with shaky hands, not looking anywhere but the bodies lying lifelessly. Whatever the fuck just happened? How the fuck did that happen? How did they fail to protect the one person that protected them forever? How did someone take him away from right under their nose? What are they going to do now? Namjoon? Where's he? Does he know? Hundreds and thousands of questions invaded Taehyung's head but above all was the fear. The fear of something happening to Seokjin.

**

Seokjin always deeply cared for Namjoon ever since they met when they were 12 and 10 years respectively. Seokjin was Aebi's (Namjoon's mother) best friend's son. He always spent time with the younger and both of them are inseparable till date. What started as two kids bonding, developed into crushes and love confessions and eventually they got engaged.

Seokjin took utmost care of Taehyung when he started living with them. Helped him with food when Taehyung struggled with eating, took him out for walks and talked to him for hours. He saved the little boy from bullies numerous times. Back then Taehyung never understood why he never saw his bullies again, but later understood that either they were dead or moved to a totally different country.

Seokjin was there to hold them when they all mourned their father's death. Seokjin spent countless sleepless nights when they cried and were scared of their future in the mafia. He even took a bullet in his shin to stop Yoongi's outrage back then.

Seokjin cooked for them, took care of them when they are sick, yelled at them when they made mistakes, but also made sure to comfort them, see their perspective, corrects or suggests them when required.

He was the one who brought in Hobi 7 years ago. Kept him under his wings till he gained everyone's trust. Made him the feared torturer beside him. It was always Seokjin who stayed with Hobi when he felt alone and cried for his mistakes, felt left out within the inner circle.

Yes, he might be a little biased towards Jungkook but no one really minded it. Little bunny was everyone's favorite. Seokjin was the one to convince Namjoon to send Jungkook away for studies, away from their world, he convinced Jungkook to have at least two guards with him all the time, never yelled at him, never even glared. Jungkook was as his own child. Always having the best interest for him and for all. Seokjin was the pillar who was now abducted.

**

"War." Is the last thing Yoongi muttered.

A/N BECAUSE I PROMISE MOTHER THAT I'D GIVE ANOTHER CHAPTER AFTER UNI.

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