You reached up and grabbed the heavy brass knocker on the large, oak door to the mansion, banging on it a couple times. You stood back a little ways away and took a glance at V who was slumped against your side. His head and body hung limp and lifeless next to you, the only thing keeping him up was his arm that was thrown across your shoulders. You swallowed nervously,
"Tae... We're home." you gently shook his arm. Taehyung slowly and weakly looked up,
"Oh... Yay...." he breathed and slumped back down. You were about to shake him again when suddenly the door swung open and you were greeted by Hoseok's friendly face,
"Y/n! You're back oh my GOODNESS!!!" he screeched, his eyes settling on V, "Quick! Both of you, inside! Now!"
He roughly pulled you into the mansion and slammed the door shut behind you, locking it up tight.
"What happened?! Who did this?! What did this?!" he spun around on you, throwing out question after question.
"I'll tell you once he stops bleeding." you snapped through grit teeth, jerking your head in Tae's direction.
"Right! Good idea!" Hoseok's picked up Taehyung bridal style, reliving you from carrying him. He quickly scuttled up the stairs with you following close behind,
"I'm not usually one for healing spells, but seeing as how Yoongi isn't here, guess I have to." Hoseok muttered, half to you, half to himself. He kicked open a door and rushed inside,
"Ok! You get him comfy and I'll go find the spell book!" the Sin of Sloth laid Taehyung into the luxurious king sized bed and dashed right back out. You rolled your eyes at him and then went to Taehyung's side, positioning him into a more desirable position in the bed. He flinched and slowly opened his eyes,
"Y/n...?" he asked faintly. You gently hushed him,
"Not now, Tae. We're going to take good care of you, ok? You just relax." you said soothingly, brushing back some of his hair. He managed a crooked, small smile,
"Make sure Hoseok doesn't ruin my pretty face..." he chuckled.
"Sure thing, buddy." you grumbled, appalled that he was so worried about his appearance still. Hoseok came bustling back in, his arms full of books, scrolls, and several plants that you didn't recognize. He tripped and fell onto the bed, scattering his materials,
"Aah! No! Dang it! Fine, it's ok! It'll still work... Lemme just..." he rummaged through the mess and tossed several items aside, "uuuuhhhhh, don't need that. Don't need that. Maybe this.... Ugh! I wish Yoongi was here!"
He ripped open a book and flipped rapidly through the pages.
"Ok! Ok! Uuuuhhhhh... Y/n! Pass me that bowl! And.... And that thing that you grind stuff with... Whatever it's called..."
You grabbed the bowl and grinder and passed it warily to Hoseok,
"Are you sure you know what you're doing...?" you asked slowly. Hoseok nodded absentmindedly, looking at one of the plants with a confused expression,
"Yes I know what I'm doing. It's just been a long time since I've done an exorcism." he muttered. You did a double take,
"An exorcism?" your eyes widened. Hoseok tossed aside the plant and rifled through the book again,
"Yes. What, have you never seen one?" he gave you a sideways glance with a raised eyebrow. You shook your head,
"Oh nice. This'll be educational for both of us." he slammed the book shut and grabbed the plant he tossed aside.
"But Hoseok... Why does V need to be exorcised? He's a demon... Right?" you said, watching Hoseok grind the plant into a thick, pulpy mass of green juices. Hoseok rapidly nodded, his hair bouncing up and down in a very comical matter,
"Correct." he said, wiping off the grinder.
"Sooooooooooooo.... We're doing an exorcism because...?" you raised an eyebrow, pressing the question further. Hoseok sniffed the mashed plant juices, wrinkling his nose in disgust,
"Because... Oh I can't focus right now! I'll tell you later! Now make yourself useful and put this on the lacerations!" he shook his hands in the hair and tossed the bowl to you. You juggled it for a bit then finally caught it, flashing Hoseok daggers as you went to V's side. You dipped your fingers into the mess and began wiping it onto Tae's cuts. He grunted and took a deep breath between his teeth,
"Hoseok, why not wait until Yoongi gets home?" he flinched away from your hand as you went for the cuts around his neck.
"Why? You don't think I can do this?" Hoseok hissed, rummaging through yet another book.
"Like you said; it's been awhile since you performed an exorcism and a healing spell." Taehyung glanced at him amidst the papers and plants.
"Shush! You're distracting me!" Hoseok pointed in the air behind the book, demanding silence. You looked at V and the both of you rolled your eyes.
"I'm going to die. He's going to mess up and I'm going to die." Taehyung said dramatically, turning his head away from you as if he was in some kind of TV drama.
"Oh sheesh. Stop being a baby." you muttered, going for the cuts on his chest. He squirmed away,
"Noooo... That hurts too much, Y/n..." he whined, flashing you puppy dog eyes. You narrowed your eyes,
"Man up." you deadpanned and began putting the ointment on. He hissed and twisted but then relaxed, letting you do your 'job' that Hoseok gave you. You glanced back at the Sin of Sloth,
"You want to tell me why we're preparing an exorcism?" you whispered.
"Uuuuhhhhh..." V looked around the room absentmindedly, "Nope."
"Come on!" you hissed, giving him a light slap on the arm, "What's going on? You knew who those guys were back there! Also, what was up with that weird shield thing that just came out of nowhere and protected us?!"
V opened his mouth to speak,
"Ok! I got it! I know what to do!" Hoseok suddenly piped up, shutting down your conversation. He scurried over to where you were by V, "So! Miss Y/n, you're good to stand here and look pretty, ok? I'll handle the rest." he pushed you over to the corner of the room by the door. You scoffed,
"Really? I'm not a complete helpless doofus." you grumbled, folding your arms and leaning against the wall. Hoseok flashed you a suddenly serious look,
"Yes really. Now stay quiet and watch... On second thought, maybe you don't want to watch, these things can get pretty ugly..." he turned back around and raised his arms. You squirmed and prepared for the worst, looking away from what he was doing.
V could die.
The possibility suddenly sank in and you felt your heart drop into your stomach.
'Oh stop it, Y/n! You barley know these guys! Why are you so worried about them?!' you mentally scolded yourself.
Before you could think over the question, an evil presence seemed to enter the room.
As if someone had slammed them shut, the doors to every cabinet and closet was suddenly violently closed. The curtains to the windows came down and closed up tight. A gust of unknown wind picked up and it was suddenly pitch black. Confused, you blinked rapidly, trying to figure out what had happened to the light. Then, a single lit candle appeared out of the darkness, then another, and another until seven candles were lit and floating around the room.
Floating.
Candles.
You pressed your back into the wall, transfixed and terrified at what was happening. Hoseok's form was dimly illuminated by the candles soft glow but something about the ways the candles cast shadows across him created a ghastly effect. With his arms outstretched still, he seemed to have grown taller and more ridgid, his outline becoming sharper. On his forehead, you thought you could make out a pair of long, curled horns.
And his eyes.
Just like Taehyung back in the courtyard, except his were glowing.
Your eyes widened and you glanced away from Hoseok's suddenly ominous appearance to look at Tae. The bed was crisscrossed with an erie red light that circled Taehyung's form, crackling like stray bolts of electricity. Where he was cut, black and white light sparked and danced like lightning, arching across his body and down to react with the red lines. The air suddenly grew hot and stuffy and you struggled to breath in. Yet a dry hot wind continued to howl around the room, whipping your clothes and hair around you violently. Then, above the noise and chaos, a voice rose up, as clear as a ringing bell;
Sacrum lux coeli
A te divellere
Dimittere fratrem meum
You snapped your gaze back to Hoseok and saw his lips moving. His entire posture looked like he was casting an incredibly intricate spell and you couldn't help but find yourself lost in the words. He continued his spell, chanting in such a low register, it sounded like a choir of a hundred men;
Lux est hic nullum locum excipit
Vade ad caelum
As he continued, the wind only grew stronger. The red, black, and white electricity around V grew brighter and more violent, lashing about wildly and striking him. V groaned through his teeth and arched his back, struggling against invisible bonds around his wrists and ankles. Despite V's horrible sounds, Hoseok still continued, staring unblinkingly ahead,
Prohibitos autem lux
Abiit in domo hac
V's eyes flashed open and an unholy sounding scream escaped his parted lips. You flinched and covered your ears, ducking down into a huddled position against the wall.
Reditus tenebris!
Reditus tenebris!
Reditus tenebris!
Hoseok's chanting rose to a feverish and chaotic shout, his hands turning down so his palms were above Taehyung. His hands curled into claw like positions,
Venenum removes
Sana tenebris
From Taehyung's chest, a white light appeared, like a small fairy light. All the white light that was flowing through the lacerations all suddenly went up to merge with it and it grew into the size of a basketball. You shielded your eyes, the light becoming super intense in the dimly lit room.
Et abiit in inmunditiam
Like a pouncing wild cat, Hoseok plunged his claw like hands into Taehyung. V screamed and struggled against Hoseok but the older Sin persisted. You watched as slowly and painstakingly, Hoseok ripped the light out of Taehyung, his blood red eyes narrowed in intense concentration.
And V kept screaming.
Through your plugged ears, his shrieks were gut wrenching and horrible, like listening to nails on a chalkboard while the souls of the damned sang in the background. With a furious snarl/yell, Hoseok severed the light from Taehyung with one final jerk. Instantly, the light fizzled out in Hoseok's hands and vanished into nothing, plunging the room back into darkness.
You didn't blink.
Didn't move.
Didn't breath.
There was an awkward pause, some shuffling of feet, and then the curtains were opened once more. You uncovered your ears and sat up from your defensive position against the wall. Hoseok smiled cheerfully as he continued opening up the windows,
"There! All done!" he said cheerfully, despite his now ruffled clothing and messy hair. You eyed him warily, the dark image of him from a couple minutes ago still fresh in your minds eye. Yet he continued to clean up the room, as innocent and care free as ever.
"Here, help me pick up all these books and stuff." he chirped, opening the last window.
"Sure..." you muttered uncertainly. You bent down and picked up the wind tossed books and scattered herbs, taking a glance at Taehyung.
He was pale and still on the bed.
Panicked by his appearance, you rushed to his side,
"Hoseok! Is he all right?!" you cried over your shoulder. You gently shook Tae's arm,
"Wake up! Can you hear me?!"
"Oh he's fine, Y/n! Let him rest. He needs to sleep off that spell." Hoseok waved his hand dismissively, walking over to you. He grabbed some more scrolls and book's from around the room,
"So! Let us not disturb him." he grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the room before you could say anything.
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You scowled at the dining table top in frustration, growing tired of waiting for Taehyung to wake up. It had to have been at least four hours and still nothing, leaving you bored out of your mind. Hoseok had left after he had dragged you out of V's room, he had half mumbled something about 'household chores' and then slipped off. Jimin and Jungkook had swung by, trying to get you to go help them with garden work but after many attempts they gave up and vanished into the large backyard, shooting little jinxes at each other. You sighed and put your head down on your arms, contemplating if you should stay here or wander the spacious mansion. Just as you were about to leave, the fireplace suddenly lit up with blue flames. Startled, you fell back in your chair, staring awestruck at the display. From the fire, you caught a couple of voices;
"Gosh darn it, Yoongi! You didn't have to overreact like that!"
"He was poking around in our business! He won't of left us alone even if I didn't 'overreact'!"
From the flames, Namjoon and Yoongi stepped out in their long, black robes. Instantly the fire was extinguished by itself and the two men threw off their hoods.
Based on the sudden rise in tension, you could tell Namjoon was pissed.
"I thought I told you to keep yourself controlled!" he hissed, jabbing a finger into Yoongi's chest. The smaller sin hissed between his teeth,
"I'm not a child! Like I said, the little imp was way out of his league. I had to shut him up some how!" he snapped, getting in Namjoon's face.
"But you didn-" Namjoon broke off as soon as he spotted you. He tapped Yoongi on the shoulder and he spun around, his livid, angry expression returning to it's default deadpan poker face.
"Aah! Y/n, how was grocery shopping?" Namjoon flashed a strained, fake smile. You looked between the two, then shrugged, tracing the wood with your finger,"
"Well... It was good. Me and V made some new friends, I think." you said nonchalantly. Yoongi arched an eyebrow,
"New friends?" he said skeptically. Before you could go into detail, Hoseok suddenly came thundering down the stairs,
"Namjoon! Yoongi! So good to see your back! I can't believe they ended on time!" he bubbled. Namjoon nodded,
"Same here. Did you finish everything?" he asked. Hoseok's smile faltered slightly,
"N-no. And now don't you get all mad at me! I have perfect reason for not finishing!" he waved his hands in front him when he saw a shadow pass across Namjoon's face. Namjoon sighed heavily and dragged his hand over his eyes,
"What kind of excuse have you concocted this time?" he growled.
"Here, I'll just show you. Yoongi, you should come too." Hoseok said quickly, scuttling back up the stairs. Namjoon and Yoongi glanced at each other, then slowly followed him up. Not wanting to be bored and one again, you stood up,
"Can I come too?" you asked, hoping your puppy dog eyes would work. Yoongi turned around slightly, looking at you with enough sass to even make you look pathetic,
"Why don't you continue doing what your good at, ok sweetheart?" he said snootily. You wrinkled your nose,
"And what's that?"
"Just keeping sitting there looking pretty."
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(No one's POV)
"Sheesh, Hoseok! You couldn't of called us?!" Namjoon hissed, examining V's still, pale form. Hoseok fidgeted with his sleeve,
"You guys were busy! You know it would of been extremely rude and untraditional to just up an leave the congregation like that!" he protested.
"This was an emergency, Hoseok. They would of understood." Yoongi muttered from his corner, where he stood with his arms folded tightly. Namjoon felt Taehyung's pulse, the examined the cuts and bruises all across his body,
"What was it. An archangel?" he asked, gently tracing an especially large one across Tae's chest and neck.
"No... It was a full blown angel..." Hoseok said slowly and quietly. Namjoon froze and Yoongi sat up,
"Like... Gabriel...? Micheal...?" Yoongi said, an edge creeping into his voice. Hoseok shook his head,
"I don't know. I wasn't there." he said, brushing back his hair nervously. Namjoon exhaled sharply,
"Crud..." he muttered. He rolled Taehyung onto his stomach and removed his shirt,
"Let's hope it wasn't damaged..."
Hoseok and Yoongi crowded closer, trying to see what Namjoon was looking at. In the center if V's back, right between his shoulder blades, was a small circle with two lines cutting it into four parts. It was almost unnoticeable, but the black ink now stuck out sharply against V's now pale skin. Namjoon traced on of the cuts across his back that stretched up to the small tattoo. It just barley reached the bottom of it, then ducked back down and under his arm, leaving the tattoo untouched. Namjoon breathed a sigh if relief,
"Good... Nothing." he said softly. Yoongi and Hoseok shot each other a glance,
"Should we tell Jin...?" Yoongi asked, slight worry in his tone.
"No. Absolutely not. Nothing happened , the seal isn't broken, so we're good." he jumped to his feet sharply.
"But that about the angel? It's going to come back for sure." Hoseok squeaked.
"And we'll worry about it when it does." Namjoon shot back, narrowing his eyes. "This remains between the three of us, understood?"
Yoongi and Hoseok glanced at each other warily, then finally nodded in submission,
"Yes, Namjoon" they both muttered in unison.
____///____
(Y/n's POV)
"Taehyung isn't joining us for dinner?" Jimin's large puppy eyes glistened with a questioning, pleading light, aimed at Namjoon down at the end of the table.
"Unfortunately, not today. He said he wasn't feeling too good and went to rest for a bit." he said coldly. You wrinkled your nose as you pushed your peas around your plate; 'not feeling too good' your a$$. You flashed Hoseok a knowing glance, hoping he would speak up about Taehyung's condition. He quickly averted his gaze and busied himself with some rice and kimchi, ignoring your intense glare.
"Did something happen while we were out in the garden? I feel like we missed out on something." Jungkook muttered next to you, giving you a sly sideways glance.
"As a matter of fact," you said loudly, getting everyone's attention, "Me and Taehyung were-"
Suddenly you couldn't speak.
You felt your mouth moving, but no souned was coming out. Gaping like a fish out of water, you struggled to get the rest of the story out, Jungkook watching with a helpless and confused expression. Panicking at the sudden change in events, you grabbed a glass of water and chugged it down in a desperate attempt to clear your throat. It changed nothing.
"Were you going to continue or shall we move on to something else?" Yoongi's demeaning tone cut across the table. You slammed your fists on the table, more frustrated than scared that you had lost your voice.
"Guess we're moving on. Jimin, Jungkook, is the garden all clear if impurities?" Yoongi shifted his gaze to the two maknaes next to you. Jungkook and Jimin both nodded slowly, still feeling like they were being left out.
"Uuuuhhhhh... Yeah..." Jimin muttered.
Now you were in full on freak out mode.
You staggered up out of your seat and ran out of the room, the boys voices dwindling behind you. Fumbling, you grabbed the bathroom door handle and fling yourself inside, slamming the door shut behind you. You stood against the door, your shakey, sweaty palms pressed against the hard wood.
'Ok Y/n, calm down. Deep breaths.'
You closed your eyes and took a long, shakey breath through your nose. As you exhaled, you slid down the door and onto the ground, sitting with your legs sprawled out in front of you. You opened your mouth again,
"Hello...?"
You were startled at the sound of your own voice. Confused and frightened beyond belief, you gently massaged your throat, racking your brain for any possibilities as to what had happened back in the dining room.
"Y/n?"
There was a gentle knock on the door, pulling you put of you feverish thoughts. Based on the deep voice, it had to be none other than Namjoon.
"Yes...?" you replied softly, not really wanting to talk to any of the boys right now. There was a soft click as he turned the door handle,
"OH MY GOSH, CAN YOU ASK BEFORE YOU COME IN?!" you jumped up and slammed the door back shut.
"May I come in?" his voice shot back. You felt a chill run down your spine.
It wasn't a question.
Hesitantly, you opened the door a tiny bit. Namjoon took the opportunity and shouldered his way in, pushing you back against the sink. A small, surprised gasp escaped your lips and you huddled against the sink like a scolded child, waiting for punishment. Namjoon closed the door calmly behind himself and folded his arms, locking you in his dark, dangerous gaze.
"Let me tell you something, Y/n."
Crap.
You were in trouble.
"I have been to that whore house. The one you came from." he continued, his voice dipping to a low, dominating tone. "I have seen what they do there. Whatever freedom you have found since you escaped that place needs to be put in check. There are still rules in this house and I will not let them be overturned by some refuge."
Suddenly he was on top of you.
He had you pinned against the sink.
Both arms on either side or yours, cutting off any form of escape.
His face was centimeters away from yours.
You dared not breath.
"You will watch your mouth about things you say around here. What happened today in the village didn't happen at all, understood? There are things that are best kept secret. Things that are best left unfound. You need to learn your boundries, Y/n."
He paused in his little lecture and glanced at your face, studying and taking in every detail of your frightened expression.
His eyes lingered on your lips.
"I will punish you if you step out of your line..." he whispered huskly. He was leaning in closer to you and you felt your heart pounding in your ears, the rush making it hard to hear Namjoon,
"I will do things to you that you will not be able to comprehend."
He was the one that took your voice.
You wanted to cry.
Scream.
Do something.
Get him off of you.
As if he heard you, he suddenly straightened up and put his hands in his pockets, walking back over to the door. He reached for the door handle and stopped,
"There is only so much we can do to protect you, Y/n. If you don't learn to control yourself, there will be consequences. They will come for you... And even the great Seven Deadly Sins won't be able to stop them."
He opened the door and flashed you a poorly reassuring smile,
"You're welcome to join us for dinner again." Then he closed the door and left you.
And you cried for the first time you came into the house.
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(No one's POV)
Night had fallen across the Sin's household. Y/n, Jungkook, and Jimin had all turned in for the night but three sins still remained awake. They gathered on the stairs in the darkness, arguing amongst themselves quietly, not wanting to wake any unwanted factors;
"He still hasn't woken up!" Hoseok hissed, "and he's still as pale as ever! No improvement!"
"You know, you could of permanently messed him up." Yoongi muttered, giving him a sassy side look.
"No! I couldn't of.... Could I...? Do you think..." Hoseok dwindled off and looked at Namjoon, his eyes large and watery. Namjoon blinked slowly,
"We just have to be patient. Yoongi, don't be a jacka$$." he said stiffly. Yoongi snorted,
"Oh sure. Just like that little stunt you pulled with Y/n in the bathroom?" he shot back. Namjoon stiffened, curling his fists,
"I had to put her in her place." he growled through clenched teeth. Yoongi laughed dryly,
"Yeah, by scaring the crap out of her." he paused, a sly grin coming across his face, "How did her Mana taste?"
"You dare think I-!" Namjoon started to yell at Yoongi, then stopped as a dark and powerful presence came across the trio. Namjoon's calm, ridgid face melted into a subtly frightened frown,
"J-Jin. We did not expect you to be up and about this late at night." he stumbled over his words. Jin cooly strode down the stairs to the other sins below,
"And I did not expect my three brothers to be up this late yet here we are." he said in a unnecessarily calm, gentle voice. Yoongi swallowed,
"We were just discussing the meeting me and Namjoon went to. You know, the one you're supposed to attend as well." he shuffled anxiously. Jin slow looked at Yoongi, causing him to fidget even more,
"I am aware my absence has had an impact on the congregations trust but I assure you I will go to the next one." he replied gently. Hoseok, Yoongi, and Namjoon all averted their gaze from Jin's nervously shuffling and coughing.
"Speaking of the meeting, I am disappointed that you two chose to tell Hoseok first about the meetings events rather than me. Come along now, you have much to explain." he said and turned around gracefully, climbing back up the stairs.
"Oh, and Hoseok, best check on Taehyung before you go to sleep. I heard he has been feeling a little bit under the weather."
____///____
(Flashback to meeting)
"I thank you brother's and sister's for attending. This concludes this moons meeting." The old prune stepped down from the pedistal and waddled away, disappearing into the darkness. Namjoon nudged Yoongi, who was softly snoring.
"Huh? What? Are we done?" he mumbled, sleep slurring his speech heavily. Namjoon rolled his eyes and stood up from his chair, making his way into the darkness with the other retreating members. Yoongi scrabbled up and trotted after his fellow sin.
"Did I miss anything?"
"No. But still, come.on, Yoongi. Even Jungkook wouldn't fall asleep." Namjoon scolded sharply. Yoongi puffed up his cheeks, pouting,
"Then maybe you should take him next time." he grumbled under his breath. Namjoon ignored his smart little comment and prepared a transportation spell.
"Well, I didn't think I'd see two of the Seven Deadly Sins at a Moon Congregation." A hooded demon spoke up, stepping out of his shadowy hiding place slyly.
Namjoon and Yoongi turned around slowly, not wanting to talk to anyone.
"Yes well, hope you enjoyed the opportunity to bask in our glory." Yoongi took a mocking bow. The fellow demon sniffed and turned it's attention to Namjoon,
"So why the sudden change? Is Pride almost done with his bonds?" he asked.
"It is not my place to reveal his condition. Now if you'll excuse us, we must be off." Namjoon turned back around to reignite the spell. The demon suddenly grabbed his hand, breaking it off. Namjoon glared at him, a wicked, curved smile coming across the demons ugly mug.
"What's the rush? Got something to hide, ol' Wrathy? I heard, you guys picked up a little scamp a couple days ago..." The demon licked it's lips, watching Namjoon's empty face for any sign of a reaction, "Something about a Mana Flower...? And a recent half breed attack on your territory....? The heavens are stirring... The Sin's have weakened...? What's going on, Wrath? Are you keeping sometimes from us?" he twisted Namjoon's arm and leaned in close,
"Rumor has it that Jin will never fullfil the duty of Pride. And that you all are failures.... You're nothing but posers! Weak, false, unworthy excuses of Si-!" He stopped midsentence as he suddenly erupted into black and blue flames. With an unholy shriek, he shrivled up on the ground, shivered once, and went still, the flames going out instantly. Namjoon whirled around on Yoongi,
"Why did you do that?!" he snarled. Yoongi slowly blinked and shrugged, as if bored,
"He was getting annoying. Plus, I want to go home."
____///____
(Present)
Jin leaned back in his chair, folding his hands neatly in front of him from behind his desk,
"So they think I'm a failure." he said softly.
"They're only rumors. No one else approached us after the meeting." Namjoon spoken up quickly. Jin glanced out the window behind him at the full moon, deep in thought.
"Only rumors...." he chuckled. Yoongi and Namjoon shuffled awkwardly as Jin fell into silence again.
"Right. We have given our report, with all due respect, we will retire for the night." Namjoon spoken up. The two slowly started making their way towards the door. Suddenly, Jin help out his hand and curled his index finger in, as if beckoning someone. Namjoon stopped in his tracks and was jerked roughly back, slamming his full force into Jin's desk. Jin clamped his hand around Namjoon's wrist and used the other to grab his face, forcing him to look him in the eyes. Yoongi froze, complete terror telling him not to move another step. Jin studied Namjoon's pained expression as he tried to regain his breath that had been knocked out of him,
"You're not telling me everything...." he leaned in closer to Namjoon, "Why are you not telling me about the events in the village? And how our beloved Kim Taehyung is now bedridden?"