JIMIN POV
'Sup, bitches?' Jungkook gave us the weakest piece sign as he smiled weakly at the ceiling, closing his eyes for a few moments
He was a sweaty mess right now, which doesn't suprise me. What does is the fact that he's awake. Or alive. He lost a shit ton of blood.
He's covered in blood, especially his legs. At least the one that still has the pants on. They cut off the right leg sleeve to get to the wound, which is currently already tightly wrapped up with bandages.
'You alright, kiddo?' Yoongi walked over closer to him
'Splendid. Extraordinary. Magnificent.' He strarted rambling things, pronouncing them in the most broken English accent and then snickering at himself
We all looked at Taehyung who just nodded with a sigh, confirming without a question that he's on heavy drugs and away with the fairies.
'This crazy bastard has a luck of a god.' Tae chuckled as he looked over. 'I was scared shitless that the vein was hit with all the blood coming out and that I would have to open him up, but this maniac built up so much muscle with the exercising that the arrow didn't even scrape the vein. It went through cleanly. He's gonna have a hell of a hole and won't be able to walk for weeks, but he'll live.'
'He-he. Fuck you, peasants. You wish you were cool as me.' Jungkook kept snickering, weakly clapping his hands like a seal
'I'm rethinking this life of becoming a walking blood bag.'
Jin was sitting on the side with his arm stuck out and a needle going from his arm to some kind of blood filter, with the blood coming out on the other side, connecting the other end to Jungkook.
'Where is Rain?' Taheyung looked around, mostly behind us, and in the moment he mentioned her name, I wasn't sure if I wanted to cry or kill them all.
'They took her.' I grit my teeth
'Pew, pew, dart!' Jungkook giggled from the side, making gaming shooting noises while shooting imaginary guns in the air
'Shit.' Jin muttered from the side, pinching the bridge of his nose with his free hand
'Yes, shit. Now someone start explaining what is going in so I know who to kill to get my wife back.'
'Right. Kid, come over here. You need to hear this, too.' Namjoon turned to call Gyumin over, as he was just standing at the door, not taking a step closer
'You know what? I'm good. It's safer for you if I'm here, right? After all, I am here to kill you all.' He scoffed sarcastically, crossing his arms on his chest
Second time I've seen him pissed off, and with full right. If what Namjoon said earlier is true, then we fucked up massively. But his feelings are the least of my worries right now.
'I suppose I can't blame you there.' Namjoon sighed and sat down on a chair next to Jungkook's bed, and started explaining.
'I only said it in shortest lines yesterday, but that USB that Josun gave to Rain, it doesn't contain just the list of their members. It contains every single bit and piece of their organisation. All of their safehouses and contracts... everything.'
'Are you serious??' Taehyung leaned over the bed, peering down at Namjoon in shock, not that the rest were better
'Luckily for us, yes. I don't know what she told him to get all this, but I won't complain.'
I knew in the way the guy was looking at her that he was way into her. He likes her, and not just as a friend, if that's what you can call this. And I know how much she can flirt, so I know she didn't go that far. But whatever she did, she wrapped him around his finger. Well, you and me both, Josun.
'And how does any of that make me the suspect?' Gyumin asked, causing dead silence
'I'm getting to that.' Namjoon spoke softly, trying not to piss him off further
'There is no nice way to put this, so I'll just be blunt. The entire reason we brought you into this house is because we had suspicion to believe that you were with the Widows.'
Gyumin's face contorted from shock and disbelief to scoffing in the said disbelief to pure hurt. 'You must me joking. You... all of you really thought I was the bad guy.'
'Look, we were just trying to protect ourselves. You came out off nowhere with insane skills and right into my arms. That was weird. And then Jimin and Rain for tracked down, and everything started going downhill. And that woman that you're so in love with, she was the one who told us that you're Shadow.'
'Wait, wait, wait...' he raised his hand to stop him, processing Namjoon's words. 'She did?'
'Yes.' I confirm. 'Rain recognised her from that picture you showed us, and it only made it seem like you were working together. She told us how she's pretending to work with you to take you down. Told us how you sounded the house to listen to us. Took us to Han So Jin who kept helping us by finding information and-'
'Take me down? Sounded the house?' He scoffed again, rubbing his face in frustration. 'For fuck sake I made it so no one can ever hear inside this place. I made the security 5 times stronger than it was-' He cut his own rant off, blowing out harshly
'I know you're pissed off, but try to see it from our point. A random guy with insane skills shows up, and whatever we built started crumbling. They knew our every move, and you are with a spy. We needed to protect our group. Our family.'
'I was supposed to be a part of that family!' Gyumin's voice came out as a grown, directed not just at Namjoon, but all of us. 'If only you knew how fucking happy I was when you brought me in. I thought I finally had a place where I could live freely and have someone guarding my back. Man, was I wrong.' He sniffled, wiping his red eyes
It's easy to forget that he's just a kid. Even if we do live with him and see him every day, with the work and all, it slips your mind that he's still half a child. Abandoned one at that. I would say I know how that feels, but I was cut off from my own emotions for a near decade.
'I'm not trying to defend us here. We were clearly wrong, and we fucked up. Big time. But we are not a group of people who trust easily. We are not normal, just in case you missed it. If something poses a threat, we keep an eye on it and eliminate it. And with everything we had, what else could we do?'
'YOU COULD HAVE FUCKING ASKED ME!!!' He punched the door, slamming them against the wall
'Yep. A great idea. Hey, Gyumin. We heard you're the hacker and currently in charge of the Widows, infiltrating us at the moment. That true? Yay or nay?' Yoongi made the question as sarcastic as possible, nearly smiling at him
'Okay, okay. Don't.' Namjoon raised his hand to stop Yoongi's sarcasm, then turned to Gyumin. 'Look. If you want us to bow down and beg for forgiveness, we're not going to do that. We did what we thought we needed to do to protect ourselves, even if it was wrong. We are sorry that we did it. Honestly. But there's nothing we can do to change what happened. The best we can do right now is tell you everything that we kept from you and you can decide what you want to do.'
'What's the fucking point? You didn't trust me a single minute that I spent here. Not one fucking moment.' He grit his teeth, trying to hold back his tears. 'What difference is anything gonna make right now?'
'Your place here is still yours if you want it. This time without secret intent and games.' Jin jumped into it, talking to him in a voice full of empathy
'You're joking, right? You didn't trust me, but you expect me to trust you? To just go back and act like none of this happened? You expect me to just forgive and forget that you treated me like a circus animal behind my back and sweep it under the rug? I don't think so.'
I wouldn't either if I were him. I would kill us on the spot. But right about now, I don't have the will or desire to hold onto my ego.
I walked closer to him, hearing Hoseok telling me not to do anything to him, but that's not why I'm here. I took my knives out, and Gyumin gulped at the sight, nearly taking a step back. But a moment later, it was nothing but silence.
I dropped down on my knees in front of him, letting all of my knives drop down on the cold tile floor next to me.
'They won't ask you to help, but I will.'
Gyumin was looking at me with eyes wide in shock, glancing over at the guys behind me. But I don't care.
'Help me find my wife. Help me get her back, and then you're free to take my life if that's what you want. Do whatever you want with me, but I'm begging you, help me bring her back.'
I bowed down completely, nearly planting my face on the ground at his feet. 'Please. Help me find her. Please help me get her back. Please...'
All I see when I close my eyes is her. All I hear is her voice in my head. And all I am able to do is sob into my my own hands because she's not here, and I don't even know if she's alive or not.
They must have called me multiple times before Gyumin himself tried to pull me off the ground.
'I'll help you, hyung. I'll help you. We'll find her. Just... stop crying. You're creeping me out.'