jeopardy /ˈdʒɛpədi/ : noun -danger of loss, harm, or failure.
EXTRA WARNING: GRAPHIC DEPICTION OF VIOLENCE, USED OF WEAPON, BLOOD, GORE, AND CHARACTER'S DEATH.
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It shouldn’t be like this.
Jimin never expected that he will be in this kind of situation after he joined BTS seven years ago. He had been dealing with lots of things since then, up and down throughout their journey to the road of success. He laughs. He cries. He had all the emotions and he was immune to such.
But with the support of his bandmates, Jimin was able to go through it. He is grateful to have them in his life. He treasured them and keeps them in his heart – to love and to cherish forever. Jimin vows that he will be there for them when they need him, through thick and thin.
They have accomplished everything in life. Fame. Success. Fortune. They can’t be asking for more except for the seven of them to stay together forever. It's been their dream that BTS will be BTS even if they were 80 years old. That’s a promise.
But then, what went wrong?
They were enjoying their life, being in a bundle of joy that they have each other – until someone had ruined their happiness in a split second. At one second, they were still together and in another second BTS had lost one of their members. Their precious leader. Number one in their heart.
KIM NAMJOON
Jimin never imagines such harrowing thing can happen to his beloved leader. He does realize that, besides the loves given by the Army, there’ll be someone who will hate them. They had been dealing with the sasaeng for years. The company had taken the preventive measure that no one will be able to harm the BTS or to ruin their image. Everything has been taken care of.
But then why this is happening?
Jimin couldn’t decipher anything. His mind was blank. He still thinks that everything was just a dream. A bad dream after he had fallen asleep as the languor had overtaken his body due to the timeless rehearsal that week.
Jimin wished he will wake up soon or someone will wake him up so that he can finally breathe and tell to himself: ‘It’s just a dream, thank God!’
But...
Why does it feel so real right now, though?
After they were being fed with the tiny little hope that Namjoon will be safe and come home, they have to face this brutal reality.
Why must everything turn down to hill in a split second? Why they end up in the mortuary and in front of them is Namjoon’s body – lying lifelessly underneath the white cover.
Jimin shakes his head. His tears had clouded his vision and he released the painful sobs when the doctor asked one of them to identify the body.
Why do they need to do that? It’s not even Namjoon! That's not Namjoon!
Jimin knows that it’s not Namjoon. It’s not him. He repeated the same words in his head, denying the horrible fact. He still has the faith that Namjoon is alive. He didn’t want to think or even acknowledge that the man in front of him is Namjoon.
"We found the victim in the forest when we make a search around Namjoon's last tracked location. And we – and we want you to identify whether it's Namjoon –"
Jimin shut his eyes at the Inspector Khoo’s words, refused to listen to anything because it’s made his heart hurt more and more.
"It's not him!"
Jimin turned to see the elder and he can see how Yoongi’s jaw tightened from the side as he scowled at the inspector. He was a bit relieved that Yoongi had the same thought as he was. He firmly believes that everyone is in agreement with him too. They have no doubt that the corpse is not Namjoon.
"Yoongi-ssi, you didn't see the –" the inspector try to explain to the rest of them but Jimin heard the same answer from Yoongi again, stating his and their stance.
It’s not Namjoon!
"I don't need to see it to know it's not Namjoon!" Yoongi refutes, glaring at the inspector with hostility.
Jimin lips wobble watching the argument and he can feel his body shaking at the chillness of the room as well as the tension radiates from everyone. He didn’t know if he still can be here any longer.
"Can – can we go home, hyung? I don't like it here..." he said with his sweet and timid voice. Eyes on Seokjin as he refused to see what is in front of him.
Seokjin tilted and staring at him with his red and puffy eyes. Jimin bits his lips as he didn’t want to cry any further. Jimin didn’t notice when did Yoongi had moved forward, approaching the body.
Jimin’s heart sunken and his eyes widen in horror when Yoongi flipped the white sheet – revealing the face of the dead body.
The air becomes stiff. Jimin heard something ringing to his ears. When his eyes settled on the covered body, Jimin screamed so loud that he thinks his lung will combust.
“Hyung!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The whole room was filled with his loud wailing, deafening everyone in it. Someone had grabbed his arms (he can’t guess whom), shaking him and asking him to calm down – but Jimin couldn’t stop himself from wailing.
“Jimin!” his body was shaken so harshly. Jimin ignored the voice, covering both of his ears with his tiny hands as he shuts his eyes in agony. The image of the corpse keeps flickering and he desperately wanted to eliminate it.
“Jimin! For God sake, calm down! Look at me! Listen to me, Jimin!”
Jimin shook his head vigorously. His legs wobbled and when his knees buckled someone had wrapped their long arms to his waist to prevent him from falling to the floor. His body goes limp and he can hear a huff from the person who is straddling him.
“Jimin-ah...please...”
Jimin continues to cry, hiding his face into the crook of the neck of the latter male.
“Nonononono....” he keeps chiming between his ugly sobs.
“Jimin listen to hyung... it’s okay. It’s okay, now...”
Jimin buried further his face, inhaling the sweet cologne belongs to Hoseok. The smell of the vanilla is working like a tranquillizer to Jimin as his cries slowly to die down. But he still didn’t have the courage or energy to look around him after the breakdown. He can feel Hoseok’s hand moving up and down caressing his back gently.
“It’s okay Jimin-ah... that – that's …"
“Not Nam - Namjoon....” Jimin quickly cuts the elder. Hoseok let out a relieved sigh at the words, softly pat on the back of Jimin’s head.
“Yes, it’s not Namjoon... It’s not our Joonie...”
A sob escaped from Hoseok’s hearty lips while he tried to cajole the younger in his embrace. His eyes were red and teary but at least he is relieved. He trailed over the rest of his members and everyone is grateful as the corpse is not Namjoon.
It’s a dreading moment for them when Yoongi draws the sheet from the dead body, showing off the white face – clear evidence that there’s no hint of life. Their hearts skipped a bit at the view.
If they were honest to themselves, they were kind of ready to see Namjoon’s face underneath the sheet. It’s horrendous but they can’t deny the possibility even if they tried not to think pessimistically.
And when it was laid open in front of their eyes, they almost lost half of their soul at the sight of the odious corpse. It's managed to scare them to death momentarily. Their eyes quiver diffidently, looking for something familiar or hint that the body belongs to Namjoon.
It was none. And everyone can’t help from twitching into a small happy smile. They know it’s disrespect toward the deceased (someone died) but for them, Namjoon is matter than the unknown man.
They might sound cruel and heartless but who can blame them though? This is the moment when they should be happy with the possibility that Namjoon is still alive out there.
2 HOURS EARLIER
"Please, Hakyon..." Namjoon desperately begs the male as he directed the gun to Seungjae. Seungjae didn’t even aware of it because he was too immersed with the pain on his leg.
Namjoon kneels on the ground, clasping his hand in agony - begging for Hakyon’s mercy not to hurt Seungjae.
"Don't do that. I promise I'll go with you. Just don't – don't hurt him..." He said with a trembling voice.
He didn’t know what to say or what to do to stop the said man from killing Seungjae. As far as he concerns, Hakyon just wants both of them to leave the place together. Thus, there’s no harm to pull the same card again. He will try his luck for the second time.
Hakyon stares at Namjoon intensely. He still held the bit in his jaws; his frolic had only just begun. Feeling amused to see the great and charismatic leader of BTS is looking really pathetic right now.
"What to do, Namjoon? It's too late to make a deal with me. You've been betraying me again and again. I couldn't trust you anymore. You'll try to run again whenever you have the chance..." Told Hakyon while he emits a burst of evil laughter.
Namjoon can feel how his whole body freezes at that, biting his lips too hard that it’s started to bleed. "Please, Hakyon-ah. I'll do anything to redeem myself..." He continues to plead.
Hakyon shook his head, smiling lopsidedly. He waves the gun in front of Namjoon’s face a few times before he stops and pointed at Namjoon and Seungjae again. His eyes darken and the whole face looking really tensed.
Namjoon gulped at the diminish and his heart starts to pound loudly inside his ribcage. “Plea - please, Hakyon...”
Hakyon chuckles. “Oh, Namjoonie... You betrayed me two times already. Do you think you deserve the third chance, huh?” suggested Hakyon facetiously.
Namjoon let his tears to roll down as waves of emotion struck him at one time. Fear. Sad. Anger. Helpless. He was exhausted after being kidnapped for three days; emotionally and physically.
When he thought he has the chance to be free to meet with his family and his friends again, it was shattered as Hakyon managed to track them easily.
Namjoon feels so stupid that he was unable to use his genius brain to find a good solution to such a mess.
As if his brain stops functioning after he knows that Sukhoon is Hakyon. And now he has to fight between life and death but Namjoon didn’t know what he should do to save himself as well as Seungjae.
“Hakyon-ah, please. I beg you. I beg you to have mercy on me and Seungjae....” Namjoon cried. He didn’t care if he looks terrible and pathetic in the eyes of Hakyon. But Namjoon needs to do this. He has to do this.
Hakyon clicked his tongue. “Nah... I’m not a good person, Namjoonie. You know that, right? I’m not forgiving enough and let you to hurt me all over again...” he said with a grim voice.
Namjoon sobs. “Hak-Hakyon-ah, please... I beg you... I beg you... I’ll do anything -”
Hakyon rolls his eyes at the weightless promise given. “You said the same thing before, Namjoon. But look at what you’ve done? You try to run away with this bastard!” he said and proceed to kick on Seungjae’s bleeding leg.
Seungjae howled in pain and gibbering some curse words. “Fuck! You fucking asshole!” he groaned, hugging his injured leg to his chest while he shoots a glare at Hakyon.
Hakyon raised his brows. “I should’ve killed you, Seungjae. You are the reason why we’re in this unnecessary mess,” he said while pointing the gun to the younger.
Namjoon shakes his head and quickly moves to the side to protect Seungjae.
“No! Please, no one needs to die. I promise, Hakyon. I’ll do anything. Just let - “
“Don’t you ever listen to that jerk, hyung! He – he's crazy!” Seungjae said with anger.
“Enough!” Hakyon yelled and put the gun in the middle of Namjoon’s forehead.
Namjoon gasped. “Hak-Hakyon..”
Hakyon huffed. “Anything for me means nothing for you, Kim Namjoon..." and with that Hakyon fired three shots towards Namjoon and Seungjae.
The sound was like a rumble of thunder echoing in the forest. But it’s more to thunderclap, being shorter in duration and loud enough that you hear ringing in your ears afterwards. It makes you shuddered and the silence that came afterwards is spine-chilling.
Hakyon smiled with satisfaction as he concentrates on how Seungjae’s body rooted on the ground. The blood is oozing out from his body, sipping the soil underneath. He scrunched his nose at the strong smell of blood till his eyes were sated and the cruelty returned.
The hole on Seungjae’s head and chest make him feel proud of his masterpiece. Hakyon then runs his eyes to Namjoon who seems taken aback at the situation. His face now turns to pale and his body was trembling. He didn’t even spare a look to Seungjae’s body lying on the ground beside him.
It was gruesome. Namjoon never witnesses such horrendous act in real life. He never saw someone been killed. He never imagines that he will be in this position either.
“What a mess...” uttered Hakyon as if it was nothing to him. “Well that’s the price you have to pay for betraying me....” he continues.
Namjoon couldn’t say anything because he wasn’t in the right mind to be bothered with whatever Hakyon is rambling right now. His nose flared at the smell of the blood and he feels nauseous. His heartbeat escalates each time he catches the glimpse of Seugjae’s body next to him.
“Look what’ve you done, Namjoonie. Seungjae has to pay for your mistake...” Hakyon indicted.
Namjoon holds his breath at the accusation. His whole body trembled realizing the truth behind the words. He finally registered that he is the reason why Seungjae ends up dead in a cold blood.
Part of him knows that Hakyon is a sadist and trying to put the blame on him for his own pleasure. But another part of him keeps telling him that if Seungjae didn’t try to help him, he will be alive right now. As such, he’s the one who had killed the innocent young man.
Namjoon can see how both of his hand shaking as he fisted it tightly. He let the fat tears rolled to his cheek reflecting all the wrongful deed he had done. To Seungwoon. To Hakyon. And now to Seungjae.
What kind of person he is? How could he ruin someone’s else life? How could he be happy all these times when someone is suffering because of him?
He is the reason why Seungwoon died in the accident. He also the reason of Seungjae's death.
What kind of person he is, then? Is he a monster?
Namjoon yelped in surprise when Hakyon grabbed his cheek roughly and forcing him to watch Seungjae’s body.
“Look Namjoonie... Poor Seungjae. He died for nothing like Seungwoon. And the reason is you!” Hakyon said venomously. Anger and hatred evidently showed in the depth of his voice.
When Namjoon eyes fixed on Seungjae lifeless body, his eyes widen in horror and a blood curdling scream escapes from his lips. Seungjae’s body was fully covered with blood and his eyes were still wide open to show how he had suffered a miserable death when the bullet his body. Namjoon scrambled away from the body, screaming so loud as he shut his eyes.
Hakyon laughs at Namjoon’s reaction entertained to see how scared the male is. “Aww, are you scared, Namjoonie?” he teased cruelly.
Namjoon curled his leg up to his chest and hide his head between the knees – rocking his shaking body as he tried to erase the horrible image in his mind. Namjoon was traumatized to see the dead body right before his eyes.
“Well, I think you understand now what will happen if you try to betray me again, Namjoon. I’ll give you the last chance. And if you do anything stupid again, the next body you’ll see is your bandmates....” Hakyon threatened.
Namjoon shakes his head vigorously but still hiding his head. Too afraid to look at Hakyon. Hakyon is a brute and Namjoon didn’t want to provoke the male again. He had enough of people dying because of him. He didn’t want Hakyon to kill his bandmates. He couldn’t let it happen.
“No....please-please-please-please-please... no...” he mumbled but still audible to the ears.
Hakyon smirked in victory. He was about to march forward when he heard a faint sound of rustling not far from them. Hakyon brows knitted in confusion before he let out a small gasp when a barking sound echoed.
“Damn!” he cursed and grabbed on Namjoon’s arm, forcing him to stand up.
Namjoon was shocked at the sudden act, looking at his with a puzzled look. His lips parted as he wanted to ask something but Hakyon just dragged him forcefully. He didn’t understand the reason why they started running out of sudden.
Namjoon didn’t have the time to properly react to it. He winced when Hakyon’s grip on his arm heightened every step taken but he was too afraid to say a word.
“Where’s Namjoon?”
Inspector Khoo looks at Yoongi and the rest of BTS. He can see the draughtiness on their face after they left the mortuary. Everyone looks really affected what they had seen in the room. He couldn’t blame them for feeling that way. They were too shocked to be forced to make the identification, afraid that it’s going to be Namjoon’s body.
“I’m sorry for what had happened just now...” Inspector Khoo said, regret to let the BTS face such a horrible situation.
“You should...” Yoongi retorts. Seokjin softly squeezed Yoongi’s hand, refraining him from saying something vulgar.
“Who - who’s that?” asked Jungkook.
Inspector Khoo pays his attention to the maknae, sighing when he saw the red eyes of the boy. “It’s Seungjae. Hakyon’s accomplice...”
A few gasps can be heard in the hallway.
“Seungjae? What – what happened to him? Did – did the police...”
“No. We found him dead already. And I believe it’s Hakyon...” cuts Inspector Khoo immediately to rebut the assumption from Jungkook.
“Hakyon? That fucking bastard!” Yoongi cursed in anger and he received another squeeze from Seokjin, harder than before.
Yoongi tilts to the side to look at Seokjin and gives him a deadly glare as a protest. Seokjin returns the same and the younger rolled his eyes in irritation.
“Nam - Namjoon-hyung?” asked Jimin timidly, still trying to regain himself from the shock before.
The six pairs of eyes now on Inspector Khoo. He gulped at the intensity before he takes a deep breath to calm himself.
“When we arrived we found Seungjae's body only. We still on the search of Hakyon and Namjoon...”
“What do you mean you're still searching for him? You supposed to locate him easily! You have the damn location already! What the fuck did you do? Are you even looking thoroughly? Do you –“
Yoongi stops his breathless rants when Seokjin wrapped his arm around his shoulder. When he turn his head to the side then he realized he was breathing too fast.
“Calm down, Yoongi... you're scaring the others...” whispered Seokjin softly.
Yoongi run his eyes towards his brothers, now looking at him with their doe teary eyes. Yoongi shuddered at the sight, slowly takes a deep breath. He rubbed his face and grimaced when he can feel the sweats on his palm.
“Sorry – I’m sorry – I’m just...” he mumbled in a remorseful tone. He can feel how Seokjin's hand caressing his forearms tenderly. He is thankful that Seokjin was here and managed to remain subtle as everyone was jittery about the current situation.
“We’re sorry, Inspector. We didn't mean to question your job. But please do understand that we are worried about our leader and with every second passed it's getting on everyone’s emotion...” Seokjin explained politely, trying to defend Yoongi's outburst.
Inspector Khoo nods in tolerance and understanding. Even though he was a bit angered and humiliated at the words uttered by Yoongi, but he does understand the attitude. Everyone is concerned about Namjoon and to be honest, Inspector Khoo had the same feeling too.
The longer time is taken to find the said male, the bigger the possibility that his life is in danger. That’s why he asked his best team for the SAR (search and rescue) mission. He wanted to save Namjoon before anything bad can happen to the young male. The clock is ticking and Inspector Khoo is anxiously waiting for the news from Detective Choi.
“Namjoon will be – will be okay, right?” Taehyung finally talked after being silent for so long. Too afraid to talk and he didn’t want to show his own emotion while his bandmates are having a hard time right now.
“He will, Tae. He'll come back to us...” answered Seokjin firmly, giving assurance to Taehyung. He notice how the vocalist being quiet all the time. He also notices how his legs are shaking and how his eyes quiver around in nervousness.
“We are doing our best to bring him home...” said Inspector Khoo. He couldn’t give an empty promise to the boys but he won’t let the hopes to die soon. They were hanging to the small hope since day one, he didn’t want to destroy that too.
The sound of the barking getting closer and closer as Hakyon dragged Namjoon with him. Through the darkness, he run as fast as could, ignoring the whimpering let out from Namjoon as he stumbles on the root or the branches. Hakyon just wants to run from there, avoiding from being caught.
“Move your damn legs faster!” angered Hakyon when Namjoon fall to the ground for the umpteenth times.
Hakyon pulled his hand harshly, forcing the male to take another run again. But Namjoon was exhausted. His feet hurt. His whole body is aching. He didn’t know if he was able to keep going or not. He almost passed out due to the fatigue.
“Come on! We didn't have the time for this!!” hissed Hakyon, attempting not to talk too loud to avoid from being found out.
Namjoon wheezed and shakes his head. “Tired – I’m tired...” his speech was slurred. When he heave his head to look at Hakyon, he got a dizzy spell and instantly squeezed shut his eyes.
“Don’t try to fucking lie to me, Namjoon. I know you’re doing this on purpose!” accused Hakyon, getting impatient with Namjoon's attitude.
“Hakyon, please –“
Namjoon wasn’t able to finish his sentence when Hakyon interrupted him fiercely. “Don’t let me use the gun on you, Namjoon!”
Namjoon swallowed at the threat. He's still couldn’t stand up properly as his legs were shaking but Hakyon yanked his hand and hauled him further – for another run.
Namjoon staggering a bit as his vision turn to grey-out. He had a cold sweat on his face, his heart is beating really fast. Namjoon really thinks that he is going to blackout if Hakyon keeps on dragging him like this.
“Hak – Hakyon...” he tried to call the male but Hakyon totally ignored him.
Namjoon exhales shakily before he tries for the second time. “Hakyon, I – I...”
“Shut up!” Hakyon spats in irritation.
“But –“
Hakyon stops abruptly making Namjoon crashed on his back. He closed his eyes at the impact, pressing his other hand to the side of his head due to the dizziness.
“Why are you –“
“Don’t move!!!”
Hakyon's eyes widen in horror and Namjoon furrowed in confusion when he saw a few people surrounded both of them – gun in hands, pointed directly towards them.
Namjoon couldn’t decipher what is happening right now. He was confused as to why Hakyon is now standing behind him and holding his hand to the back. When he tried to move his head to look at the male, a cold metal has been pressed to the side of his head.
“Wha - what're you doing?” he asked.
Hakyon didn’t answer the question, instead, he moves slowly to the back and taking Namjoon with him.
“Put the gun down, Hakyon and let Namjoon go!”
Namjoon snapped his head forward and through his bleary eyes, he tried to figure out who're the men in front of him. It is dark and he didn’t wear his glasses.
“No! Don’t do anything if not – if not I'll shoot him!” Hakyon stated and pressed the gun further to Namjoon's head.
Namjoon winced. Now he finally understands the reason why Hakyon is holding him like this. He's been taken as a hostage and in front of him right now is the police. Namjoon kind of relieved to know that he is going to be saved. The police are going to save him from Hakyon. He can go home now.
“You can’t run now, Hakyon. Just surrender yourself and let Namjoon go!” told Detective Choi as he holds his gun firmly.
Hakyon shakes his head, moving backwards another step with Namjoon.
“No! I won’t let him go! Don’t you dare to come any closer!!” he shouted. Hakyon sounded desperate, knowing that he is trapped now.
The police might have surrounded the place and he couldn’t run anymore. But as long as he has Namjoon with him, the police will not do anything to jeopardize Namjoon's safety. Hence he's lucky for the meantime.
Detective Choi looks around and sends a signal to his team through his eyes to get into their position. He had his men all over and Hakyon won’t get away this time. He has to be careful though since Namjoon still in the hand of the said man.
“Surrender yourself, Hakyon. It's over now. You can’t get away from here. You didn't have the choice to –“
“No! I still have a choice! Namjoon is with me. He'll die with me!” cuts Hakyon, grinning like a mad man that he had the upper hands against the police.
“Don’t do anything stupid, Hakyon. You didn’t want to die and you didn’t want to kill Namjoon. You just confused with your own feeling. Thinks carefully. Namjoon is your best friend. You didn’t want to hurt him. You just want to be with him, right?” entice Detective Choi diplomatically.
Namjoon lips wobble at the statement. He let his tears to fall from the dam of his eyes. “Hakyon, please. Just – just stop okay? I promise you that I’ll never leave you again. I’ll be with you forever as you want. Surrender yourself and I'll help you. I'll find the best lawyer to fight for you. Just – just...”
“Do you think I’m stupid, Namjoon? If I let you go, you will never come back again. You will be with your bandmates, that stupid BTS member who doesn’t even know your past. You had chosen them over me and Seungwoon! You had betrayed me so many times. Why should I believe you?” rebuts Hakyon as he let out a peal of dry laughter.
“Hakyon-ah... trust me this time. I'm not going to leave you again. I promise, Hakyon. I promise for the sake of our friendship...”
“Shut up!” Hakyon knocked Namjoon's head with the gun until it bleeds.
Namjoon grimaced at the searing pain and his knees weaken. Hakyon holds him tighter and shouted venomously to his ear, “You’re a liar and I won’t believe you again!!’
Detective Choi sees the chance when Hakyon seems to drown in his own emotion. He jerked his head to his team behind Hakyon and they move in silence – approaching the distracted Hakyon.
It was in a split second when Namjoon feels his body tumbling to the ground and Hakyon is screaming next to him. Namjoon tilted to see how two police were holding Hakyon down while he was struggling to release himself.
Namjoon watched the commotion with shocked, didn't know what to do as he watched Hakyon tossing around and screaming something incoherent. The gun he had been holding before was nowhere to be found.
“Let me go! Let me go! You fucking stupid! Let me go!!! Namjoon! Namjoon!!! Help me! You fucking promised to help me! Namjoon!!!!”
Namjoon's breath hitched at the crying out of his name. He couldn’t think anything. His mind was blank and everything happens so fast. Namjoon was torn whether to help Hakyon or not. It's too much for him right now. He was totally depleted and he just sits on the ground contemplating the whole commotion in silence.
“Namjoon! You promise me! You promise me! Namjoon!!!!!”
Hakyon gritted his teeth and stares at Namjoon with unbidden hatred. He fights the two officers as hard as he can. He didn't care if they just pulled his hand to the side and one of them pressed his knee to his back to stop him from moving.
Hakyon was so determined to free himself that he managed to loosen up the hold on his hand. He then kicked on the stomach of the officer and punched the face of the other officer. Everything was chaotic and Hakyon crawled to grab his gun.
Hakyon stands up in anger, ignoring everything around him and pointed the gun to Namjoon. Namjoon frozen to his place and stares at Hakyon with disbelieve. He can see the smirk on Hakyon's face and his heartbeat escalates rapidly.
“You betrayed me again, Namjoon!” said Hakyon and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Namjoon closed his eyes in fear and flinched when two shots were fired. His ears ringing with the loud sound and he was breathing really hard. Namjoon waits for the pain that he should be feeling after been shot by Hakyon. Oddly he couldn’t feel anything.
Namjoon opened his eyes slowly, checking his body but he didn’t see any blood. His eyes then shifted to Hakyon in front of him. Namjoon lips parted when he saw Hakyon lying on the ground – bleeding profusely.
Detective Choi had released the fire before Hakyon in order to stop him from hurting Namjoon. He has to act fast and he didn't regret that he shot Hakyon in a spur of the moment.
Namjoon watched how Hakyon's body was shaking like a slaughtered animal. He coughed out blood and his eyes rolls until it turns white. Slowly the body stiffens, his limbs become limp on the dirty and cold ground – he takes a short strangling breath before the soul finally left the vessel.
Namjoon didn’t blink his eyes at all. His lips parted in a shell shocked. Hakyon is dead. His body didn’t move at all when the officers were checking on him. There's blood everywhere with two bullet holes on his chest.
Namjoon thought he was swirling into deep water. He couldn’t hear anything. Every voice was stifled and his vision is blurry. Namjoon tried to move his hand but to no avail. Even his legs feel numb.
Why does his body feel really light?
It feels like he is falling from a higher place. Namjoon frowned when a few dots appeared in his eyes. It becoming dark on each second. He let out a small yelp when his back hits something hard. His eyelids were heavy and he can't breathe. It's suffocating.
Then the darkness swallowed his whole body.
And the world tilted.
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5k words to make up for the long wait!! I hope it's worth it though.
IDK how you feel about the chapter, but this is how I want to conclude on Hakyon's character
aren't you happy that I didn't kill Namjoon? lol
how could I kill him on his birthday, right? I'm glad I'm able to update this chapter on his birthday.
Well, as mentioned on my status board, I'm busy with works so I'm unable to update as frequent as I want. I've been telling you this since July and I'm really sorry that you have to wait a bit longer before I can wrap this story.
I intended to end this book with 50 chapters (it's been too dragging already) but I couldn't do that after I had finished writing this chapter. I want some closure for Namjoon after the kidnapping, and I don't want it to be written in a haste. I'll try not to exceed 52 chapters. Let see how it goes!
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of course, happy birthday to the most beautiful person in this world, KIM NAMJOON.