Chapter 35

Yoongi's afternoon was just the usual, his shift starts soon and he didn't want to be late. He put on his uniform and jogged off his apartment.

When he arrived, he was confused on why there was some foreign dude inside the counter, wiping off the containers. Mrs. Park came out of the storage room, bringing out some boxes.

"Ah! Yoongi! I'm glad you're here now, can you train this new staff? I'm going somewhere else." She says, going out, didn't even let the poor boy answer.

He just sighed and approached him. "Hello, I heard you're new?" He says, tapping the taller one in the shoulder.

"English only please." The white man says in english

"Why the hell did they hire this one when he can't even speak kore-"

"Just joking, I can speak korean."

With that, Yoongi blushed furiously. Why couldn't he keep his mouth shut?! Now the other one might be thinking he was rude or something!

"Y-Yah! That's- aish, nevermind. My name's Yoongi. What's yours?"

"I'm Ethan,"

*****

"Jimin-ah! What brings you here?" Yoongi calls out, giving a hug to him.

"Nothing, really. Was just visiting my favorite barista." He ruffles Yoongi's hair as they heard Ethan huff and a small chuckle.

Whereas Jimin ignored it of course, he didn't want Yoongi to know he knew Ethan. He would get curious and gets asked lot's of questions again. The boy was smart, he would instantly knew he was a hired bodyguard.

Yoongi just shot a confusing glare at the white boy as a customer came in.

Yoongi felt Jimin pull him and sat him on the chair. "Have some break, hm? Have you eaten dinner?" Jimin asks, tucking a hair behind Yoongi's ear.

"Ugh, i haven't eaten yet. I'm so hungryy." He answered, making gestures on his tummy.

He eyed the customer for a second and he noticed he was also white.

Another white man? That's...unusual?

He saw Jimin face-palmed, face was looking like he was disappointed. "What's wrong, Jiminie?"

"Oh, nothing! Let's go have dinner real quick, hm?"

"What about my work?"

"Hey, I'm your boss. Do what I say." He deadpanned as Yoongi lets out a chuckle, punching him playfully.

****

"Seriously, guys? Two white men in one fucking place?" Jimin says, rubbing his temples as he took a drag on his vape

"What?! Hahaha! What's wrong with two white men showing up in one area? It's not like Korea's not famous?"

"Two white men who speaks Korean? Really?"

"At least I don't call a barista my favorite." Ethan teased. "You're fucking whipped, Jiminie pabo."

"Really? He called him his favorite? Wah, didn't know you have this side on you." Simone says, smacking Jimin.

"Trust me, guys. You should've seen Jimin's face everytime Yoongi calls his name, looks like he wanted to fuck him all the time." Taehyung commented as the group laughed at his joke.

"Whatever, Tae."

"Shut-"

Taehyung's words were cut off when the door flung open.

"Jimin! Jonghyun is in danger! I-I, it's-it's." A voice echoed the living room

They all stood up, dropping all what they're doing and approached Jeongin. "Calm down, Jeongin! Tell us!" Jimin yelled.

"It's Jonghyun! W-we got kidnapped when we were just watching your friends at someone's house. B-But I somehow escaped, but they g-got him, Jimin! Fuck, we have to hurry!"

They grabbed their weapons as Jimin fished his phone, calling someone.

"Bangchan, call them."

****

Jimin and his group, totaling 25 men, drove to the abandoned house where Jonghyun was being held. The drive was tense, the air thick with anger.

When they arrived, the place was eerily quiet. They moved in stealthily, splitting into smaller groups to surround the building. Jimin and Taehyung approached the front, leading the way.

As they entered the house, they saw Jonghyun tied to a chair, bruised and bloodied. Surrounding him were ten men, armed and ready.

Jimin stepped forward, his voice cold and commanding. "Release him."

One of the group laughed. "You two are tough, huh? You do realize we're five times your size."

Jimin and Taehyung smirked as the men moved closer, mocking them, but before they could act, the rest of Jimin's group emerged from the shadows, weapons drawn and ready.

The ten men froze, their confidence evaporating. They were outnumbered and outmatched.

"Still think you're tough?" Taehyung smirked.

Their faces paled. "W-we, h-how—" one of them stammered as they backed away slowly.

"W-we? H-how. Such fucking cowards!" Jimin mocked, letting out a laugh. "Where is your coward of a boss, huh? Can't even show his fucking shadow to me?"

The men remained silent, their fear evident.

Jimin's expression turned deadly. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at one of the men. "Who the fuck is starting all this chaos, huh? Who sent you all?" he demanded, his voice cold and menacing.

The man trembled but didn't answer. Jimin's patience was running thin. He revolved the gun's barrel and pointed it at the same guy again. "Answer me!" he shouted, his finger tightening on the trigger.

"It's Taemin!" the man finally cried out, his voice shaking with fear. "It's Taemin, he sent us!"

Jimin's eyes narrowed, his grip on the gun tightening. "Why? What does he want?"

The man stuttered, "H-he wants revenge. He blames you for everything that happened. He... he wants to destroy you."

Revenge because he lost? Bullshit.

Jimin's face contorted with rage. "Destroy me? He's going to need a lot more than you idiots to do that." He stepped closer, his voice rising in anger. "You think you can come after me and my friends? You think you can mess with us and just walk away? You're dead fucking wrong."

The man cowered, his eyes wide with fear. Jimin's anger was palpable, his frustration boiling over. "Tell Taemin he's a coward. Tell him he's too fucking scared to face me himself. And tell him if he wants a war, he's got one. I'll tear his whole operation apart piece by piece."

He turned to his group, his anger still simmering. "Get Jonghyun out of here. We're done with these losers."

As they began to untie Jonghyun, Jimin kept his gun trained on the trembling men. "Remember this. You come after us again, and I will end you. One by one."

****

"What do you mean Minseo snitched?! Texting Jimin and him finding out should've been the last thing you all did as a mistake!! Kill him!" The man yelled through the phone, he could hear the other line that Minseo was whimpering and pleading for his life. "Kill.him."

With that, gunshot was heard.

"Bring it on, Park."