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Prologue

Why do people fall out of love. Even if the relationship does not have any sexual or intimate tendencies, why do people just stop loving each other.

Two people who who were once as close as brothers running an organized underground system as smooth as whiskey was completely destroyed by a simple misunderstanding. Now a family is divided by an invisible line of stubbornness.

Two genuine childcare workers may be the change this town needs. Or may be it’s the children of this facility that Will make the change.

Because all the hatred in the world is no match for the innocent love of a child

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“This is it.”

“This is it (y/n).”

Standing in front of what used to be an abandoned building now fully refurnished, Jimin and (y/n) were at a loss for words. Months they had been working to get the place up and running has finally paid off. Now In big red, blue, green, and yellow letters read ‘Children Center’. This was something the two friends have been working on for years. Both being college roomies and soon becoming best friends, this was their joint dream that had finally come true.

“I hope this works....” y/n states in an hushed tone.

“It will! I just know it! Hey and look I’ve already had two people interested in being a part of it!” Jimin slides his phone to y/n to look at the multiple messages of people saying they would love to work here. It made her heart swell to see Jimin so optimistic about the place. If he wasn’t around she would have done cancelled all plans and moved back home. But with Jimin constantly on her about sticking to the plan they managed to do it.

“So, do we call them and set up an interview or do we just hire them. I really don’t know what we’re doing.” Jimin finishes with a huff.

“We interview ya goof, we don’t need to hire any ex convicts or killers.” Y/n said with a ‘duh’ tone behind it. “Look call them and see if they can come in today and we can see what they’re like and then boom we start tomorrow!”

“Okay, yeah okay I’ll call Youngjae first he was very persistent about starting as soon as possible.” Jimin says as he dials his number and tucks the phone under his ear. Y/n waves a hand at him and walks around the back of the building to check out the surroundings. The buildings are closely lined to each other barely enough space for two people to walk shoulder to shoulder. Their building is painted in a creme almost white color while the buildings on either side are a rough charcoal gray. The place they’ve purchased isn’t the ideal place for a child care center but they wanted to make a difference in people’s life in the troubled city they chose to reside in. The place is full of crime and constant fights so the pair wanted to make a safe place for the children to go to.

As y/n let her fingers trail the side of their building she strolled down the alley, she glanced over to look at the neighboring building, as she was observing, she noticed an engraving on it. ‘KNJ’, she whispered it to herself. She then started to notice all the engravings under the unknown name. JKW, KTH, KSJ, PJY and BB. Why only bb y/n thought. She wondered if this was a group of friends or something. She continued her walk looking at all the graffiti and markings on the wall when she seen red letters in serial killer writing saying ‘the east side’. These weren’t a group of friends, it was a gang. She began to start rethinking their decision of places to start the business when Jimin rounded the corner with a troublesome look in his eyes.

“Hey, YoungJae is good to come in about an hour and so is a Kim Taehyung, but have you read the building on the other side of ours?” Jimin said in a questioning tone.

“No I haven’t but look come read these.” Jimin walked up beside her and started to read the engravings. He looked up at the writing that was painted above it and took a deep breath. He grabbed her wrist and started pulling her into the direction of the other building. He stopped her in front of that building, which just so happened to have the same engravings but of different names. The biggest name was ‘MYG’ then as followed JHS, JJK, MKT, KYG, and IJB.
That wasn’t what troubling. What troubled her was when she glanced up and saw the letters more neatly drawn and in blue but still sending the same chill down her spine. ‘West Side’. Y/n looked down at her hands while Jimin just looked lost, although they both shared the same look of worry. Maybe the plans they had weren’t as well thought out.

-

An hour and a half later Jimin and Y/n find themselves in small kiddie chairs at a small round table, across from an adorable seal like ‘man’ but more like a boy.

“Hi! My name is YoungJae. I have been apart of the church daycare for years I have many small cousins I love watching kids, to be honest I feel like we would get along great well I would get along....” jimin raised in his hand in a playful manner and YoungJae stopped and took a breath.

“We asked for your name and age.” YoungJae laughed out a huff and started messing with his hands when he finally spoke again.

“I’m 22!” YoungJae said with a lot more confidence and ease.

“Uhm okay, you have already said all of your experience so I’d say we really don’t need to torture-“ that earned y/n an elbow in the side. “I mean hold you up any longer! Can you start tomorrow at 7? I don’t really know how many kids we will have show up but you could always get used to your surroundings.” She finished with a smile. YoungJae grabbed both their hands and shook them quite aggressively.

“I can’t wait! I’ll be here at 6!”

“But i said...” before she could finish her sentence YoungJae had his bag and notes up and out the front doors. They both looked at each other and started laughing.

“He’s something haha,” jimin said shaking his head, “okay so uhm Kim Taehyung was supposed to be here...” Jimin trailed off while looking around. They both were worried about him not showing, especially since they would be short handed if a bunch of kids showed up. Y/n and Jimin both unspokenly decided to just start cleaning up their papers when the door is slung open revealing a very dishelved boy with his hood up. The friends eyed him for a second, worried that this may be an intruder, but we’re relieved when the boy removed his hood revealing a head of ashy brown hair and a boxy grin to complete his look.

“Hi, I’m so sorry I’m late I had some uhm, family issues to deal with. I’m Kim Taehyung!” This boy, now known as Taehyung, said in a chirpy tone. He was beautiful. To say the least. Everything about him was just wonderful and full of life. And he had only said two sentences.

“It’s totally fine! We were actually just stretching and organizing some stuff no need to worry!” Jimin said waving his hands around. No need to worry. Y/n rolled her eyes a little. Leave it to Jimin to not want to hurt someone’s feelings. Jimin continued, “Okay,why don’t you take a seat. Oh, how old are you?”

The boy smiled while he rushed forward and tried to control his long limbs enough to sit in the tiny chair and said “22!”

“Great and do you have any kind of experience with kids?” Taehyung looked like he was about to give a long list of things he’s done when he settled for one word.

“Nah.” Y/n and Jimin looked at him with a confused look, y/n more on the annoyed side when he perks up and says “actually with the business my family owns I watch the kids of the parents that work at it! So I babysit for a few hours a day!” The look in his eyes was so pure, Jimin had already wrote down that he had the job and would come in at 7:30. Y/n glanced down at his notepad and laughed out loud while reading it. Jimin was embarrassed but poor Taehyung was very confused.

“Sorry, Jimin here seems to really like you because he hasn’t picked up his pen since you walked in the door and he already has you down coming in at 7:30.” The girl managed to say in between laughs. Taehyung and Jimin both were a blushing mess but Taehyung looked much more relaxed now. “Alright I really like you like a lot, I know we don’t know much about you but we would like to get to know you better and hopefully become great friends! Like the note says you start tomorrow at 7:30!” Y/n finished with a large smile. Jimin mirrored her smile and had his hand out ready for that final touch of the interview. Taehyung looked like he was about to cry when he softly took Jimins hand and gave it a gentle shake.

“You guys are new in town aren’t you?”

Jimin nodded so fast that his blonde hair bounced around on his head. Taehyung gave a relieved sounding sigh and followed it with that adorable grin that had y/n and Jimin sold from the beginning. He thanked them again, for about the millionth time. They both waved him off with soft smiles. Taehyung was just about to walk out the door when he turned back around and said “You truly don’t know how greatful I am for this, you won’t be disappointed!”

And with that he threw his hood up and shoved his hands into his pockets and started down the sidewalk. Jimin immediately slapped y/n on the arm.

“What the hell was that all about! ‘Jimin must really like you’ I WAS JUST BEING NICE!” He finishes with a rage that kinda resembles a small puppy dog. This was always her favorite Jimin. Although he could be very scary when he was angry. That was the thing about Jimin fresh soft beautiful face. The biggest eye smile you could ever imagine, literally could light up a room. But the minute you threaten something he loves or cares about he’s a totally different person. Y/n had only ever seen him that angry once, she prays they never have a night like that one again. Jimin almost went to jail and if that had happened they would never get to see their company thrive the way it is right now.

She shrugged at him while throwing a paper that she had crumpled up during the time they waited on Taehyung to arrive and chunked it at his head. He rounded the table and started a chase around the building, the pair screaming and yelling while giggling. Who would’ve thought two children were about to take care of multiple children.

-

When Taehyung exited his new workplace he debated on which way to go. Left would be toward his ‘home’ or the place that he sleeps at night. Or he could turn right going toward the person he called home.

Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook were absolutely inseparable growing up. Taehyung and his brother Kim Namjoon lived next door to the Jeons for as long as the young boy could remember. They would stay up late playing video games, talking, and just Hanging out. He loved his life but most importantly he loved Jungkook. Not in the brotherly way that everyone around him had assumed, Taehyung had deep feelings for the younger. When all the shit went down between the Kims and the Jeons the boys were forced apart. Taehyung thought that would be the best time to admit his feelings for the boy but sadly, he was quite mistaken.

Jungkook was scared. Terrified even. He had been best friends with this guy for years and all of the sudden he is being ripped away from him by the stubbornness of his cousin and his best friends brother. On top of all that his soul partner just told him he loved him. Like in love with him. It hurt but he did the only thing he could think to do at the time, run. He ran, and left Taehyung standing there with his heart on his sleeve and his head hanging low. When the dust finally settled Jungkook obviously stuck by his cousin, Notorious Min Yoongi and Taehyung clung to his big brother, Namjoon.

Taehyung turned left, of course. He could never face jungkook after that happened. Jungkook didn’t love him back much less care enough to keep in touch. Taehyung thought that must mean Jungkook thought there really was a fued between the boys which in his eyes, his hyungs were just being stupid and blinded by a very simple misunderstanding that could have been easily avoided if the idiots would have just talked to each other. He wouldn’t have lost his love if his brother would have just talked it out. But Tae acknowledges that there are things he doesn’t know, but one thing he knows for sure is 5 years of being forced to stay on one side of the city he lived in was ridiculous and it was time he tried to put a end to all the bullshit.

He shook the thoughts out of his head as he rolled his neck around cracking it. He stopped walking when he reached the front door of his brothers club. The place was packed already, sequins, glitter, and skin was all that could be seen down the sidewalk. He walked up to the front where Park Jinyoung was standing with his security badge front and center and some square black glasses rested on his nose. A black fitted T-shirt tucked into some skinny jeans made him look a lot smaller than what he actually was but he was not someone you messed with. That’s why Taehyung never told him that his glasses looked stupid and not cool to wear at night. When he tried to step through the door to get away from the madness, Jinyoung grabbed him by his bicep and pulled him down to press him mouth close to his ear. “He knows, he asked for you in his office up stairs. I didn’t say anything but I think Jackson was ordered to follow you.” Jinyoung released his arm and went back to reading the guest list.

Taehyung slammed open the single metal door to be met with a narrow hallway where people were making out and in small groups chatting. He slowly made his way through them, murmuring sorrys and ecscuse mes. He was pissed. Of course the one time he asks to go out Namjoon has his most loyal man follow him around. He wanted to get this job on the low and try and fix the problem from the inside. Don’t get him wrong, he loves kids and he really likes y/n and Jimin but he really cares about his brother and he just really fucking misses Jungkook. He makes it through the hallway onto the main floor where people were grinding on each other and basically having sex on the dance floor. He tightens his hood and weaves himself through all Of the warm bodies until he finally reaches an empty spot at the bar. He sits down beside a very pretty girl who is already eye balling him like he’s something for her to devour. On his other side a man that looks to be about 50 is on his 5th shot. He must be going through some shit. He lowers his hood and swishes his hair around to somewhat ‘tame’ it. “Hobi Hyung, hit me.” He said in a deep ass voice that would confuse anyone after looking at his face. He sees Hoseok laugh at the other end of the bar finishing up the people’s drinks in front of him.

“Coming up TaeTae.” He said. Hoseok opened a small fridge that they kept under the glass bar labeled on the front ‘Tae’s’. He pulls out a soda can and slides it three foot down the bar where Taehyung is sitting. As he’s about to stop it someone else snatches it up. The people around him got dead silent, even Hoseok stopped filling drinks and stood a bit straighter. There stood Kim Namjoon, the man, the myth, the legend, holding Taehyung’s non alcoholic drink in his bar. Namjoon is intimidating to put it lightly. He could make the biggest man in the room feel small. Taehyung knows his silver haired, deep dimpled brother would never hurt him, but hell if he was going to piss him off. Which is exactly what he had done.

Namjoon looked around at everyone and they all quickly averted their eyes elsewhere while Taehyung didn’t blink away. Namjoon leaned down toward Taehyungs ear so that he could hear him, “I asked for your ass in my office. Tae please don’t drag this out longer than it has to be.” He whispered, sounding very tired and strained. Which didn’t phase Taehyung one bit. He turned and faced namjoon and stood up, chest puffed out and touched noses with him.

“Really, I’m the one that is dragging things out. You’ve been dragging this bullshit out for five years. Maybe you’re the one who should stop dragging things out.” With that Taehyung brushes past him knocking into his shoulder. To say Taehyung was the only one who could really get under his skin was an understatement. Any one of his men would tell you that they have not once crossed namjoon or got on his bad side. They didn’t fear him more or less they just respected him so much they would never do anything to go against him. Namjoon has one rule and one rule only ‘Taehyung does not and by no means DOES not get involved in any of the dirty work.’ He lives by this one rule. Tae is his only blood relative he has left and his mothers dying wish had been that Tae stay innocent and clean handed. So Namjoon stuck by his promise to keep Tae away from it. He was not allowed to partake in any of the missions or the hijackings. Any sign of danger Jackson was to get Taehyung first and worry about anyone else later. So when Joon heard that Taehyung had went to the building that served as the divider of the gangs he had to know what the hell was going on. Jackson told him it was a children center opening up and that it looked like Tae may have been applying for a job. Namjoon knew what Tae was up to. He just wants the kid to be safe. That’s all he’s ever wanted. This new daycare was already causing problems for him and it hadn’t even opened. He did not own the building so he couldn’t put some of his men outside to guard it much less keep an eye out for tae. He looked around himself, people were staring at him like he was some bomb that was about to explode and kill them all. But if there’s one thing he’s learned with having a little brother like Taehyung is patience. He slowly set the soda on the table and slid it back to Hoseok. He scooped it up and stuck it back in the fridge. Namjoon bowed to his guest and then turned to bow toward Hoseok. The man bowed back and pulled Namjoon closer by the arm.

“He’s just hurting Joon. Maybe this will be good. The kid needs something other than this club.” Hoseok whispered. He patted Joon on the arm and went back to mixing drinks. Namjoon slowly lifted his upper body off the bar where Hoseok had pulled him and straightened up his jacket. He walked himself up into his office where he quietly shut his door. Once inside he let go. Started throwing anything and everything he could get his hands on. Smashing glasses and picture frames along with some figurines Taehyung and Seokjin had made him get to make his office seem more homey. He picked up a frame off his desk to destroy when he caught a glimpse of the photo. It was a family photo he kept around. Well it was kinda a family photo. It was his parents, him and Taehyung, but it also included Jeon Jungkook and the man he hasn’t spoken to in years, Min fucking Yoongi.

-

Taehyung ran into his room and started packing random shit into a duffel bag. He couldn’t stay there. It hurt. Fuck everything hurt. He threw clothes, shoes, a pair of headphones, a charger and a few random stuffed animals that he could cuddle to sleep. He grabbed the bag and threw it over his shoulder and headed out. He made it down the stairs in a flash and made a be line for the back doors. No one thank goodness was paying attention and Taehyung was able to slip out unnoticed. He didn’t know what the hell he was doing or what made him do what he’s doing but he found himself standing in front of the place that he sees as his escape. It was 11:45 at night and he was so sure that he would be out of luck but was proved wrong when Park Jimin himself jogged up to the door and opened it immediately letting Tae inside. “Hey Taehyung you’re a little early for work Hun.” Y/n said with a giggle. He smiled a pained smile at her. He really loved these people already.

“Ha, no uhm you guys have no reason to do anything but do you remember the family issues I said caused me to be late this morning?” Tae questioned tears threatening to spill. The both of them just silently nodded their heads. Taehyung went to finish his statement but broke down right there in front of his new bosses. Jimin was quick to envelope Taehyung in a tight hug and silently rubbed his back in a comforting matter. Y/n wasn’t good in situations like this, that’s why she’s so thankful that Jimin handles it great. She feels so bad for this kid. She also notices the bag on his back and puts two and two together.

“Taehyung sweety we have a extra room upstairs in the little apartment that we have here in this building. You’re so welcome to stay here until you get everything figured. Family sucks sometimes so it’s good to get some air.” She finishes with a gentle smile that Taehyung thinks is one of the most sincere things he’s ever seen. Jimin looks at Taehyung in a hopeful manner. Taehyung glanced at him and smiled that boxy grin that stole their hearts the moment he walked in.

“If I’m not a burden I would love to take you guys up on that offer.” He sniffled with glossy eyes. Jimin smiled so big and started hugging Tae tighter. Y/n just laughed from where she was and headed toward the stair case that is babyproofed for the kids and started up them to get taehyungs room ready.

Jimin pulled away from Taehyung to look him in the eyes and giggled before saying “Hey! At least now you can’t be late for work!”

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Min Yoongi was tired. So fucking tired.

He rolled over in his king size bed to check his alarm clock. “2:00 pm”.

Yoongi let out a little huff and decided to roll back over and just stare out his penthouses window. His whole room had glass lining it. The whole city could be viewed from his place on the 14th floor. He had a king sized bed, it was way too big for him. It always stood as a symbol that he was lonely. Not only of a lover but of any particular relationship. He longed to have someone by his side. Written millions of songs on his vintage piano that sat lonely in the corner of his room.

His side of town was much darker and grimy compared to Namjoons. The east side had their club and the drug cartel. The west side relied on yoongis casino. When gambling gets dangerous lives get lost and that’s why he lost his right hand. Hoseok was his rock during his falling out with namjoon and the splitting of the city. He was absolutely amazing and in this terror of a business he still wore a smile that could light up the night.

Remembering Hoseok was always bittersweet. He done this every morning. He also would pull out the drawer on his side table and pull out a single sheet of paper. To this day he still doesn’t know what this note says. One day he’ll read it. But not today.

2 years ago

Yoongi and Hoseok were at one of the black jack tables eyeing each other. The man sitting to yoongis immediate right was the asshole that had been sex trafficking girls from behind his casino. Yoongi may be a hustler but to hell if he’s the devil. Hoseok wins the round and collects all the bets. As he’s doing this someone comes up behind yoongi and the man to whisper something in his ear. He nods and sends the guy off with a wave. Hoseok gets up and goes to get into his position. Everything was running smoothly until the man beside yoongi pulls out a gun and presses the barrel into yoongis thigh. Yoongi tenses But keeps on a poker face. “I know what you’re up too, get your friend and meet me out back.” He said and retracted his gun and slipped it back in his coat pocket. Yoongi excuses himself from the table and walks over to Hoseok. As he was heading his way he hears someone yell gun. He has just enough time to jump in front of Hobi and block the shot before it struck him. The man was shot down immediately by Jungkook who was over seeing it all as the designated sniper. Jungkook hurtled the railing and landed on top of the small bar they had within the building. He sprinted over to where yoongi was lying and blood was pooling out of his abdomen.

“Yoongi, f-f-uck are you okay?” Kook stuttered out in the middle of all his adrenaline. “I swear I thought he was just getting money or something o-o-ut i d-didn’t know it was a fucking gun.” Yoongi hummed in response. People were running and pushing each other trying to get out. Everything was loud and chaotic but one thing was for sure, Hoseok hasn’t taken his eyes or hands off of yoongi.

“Shit, I haven’t been shot this well in a while.”

“Shut the fuck up Yoon.” Hoseok hissed out. Yoongi flinched in pain as hobi tried to turn him a certain way. “I can’t believe you took a bullet for me. What the hell yoongi.” Yoongi just smirked a little.

“Yeah well. This may be the last one.” He grunted. “Jungkook get him out of here.” Yoongi said while pointing toward the back exit. Jungkook looked at him in shock Hoseok looked at him with utter disbelief.

“You’re out of your damn mind if you think I’m leaving!”

“Hobi, I made a promise to you” yoongi stated while coughing up some blood, “tonight was too close. Your out, your done.”

“Fuck you! I’ve been with you through hell and back and you’re just gonna throw me out!” Hoseok was enraged. By this point more of the traffickers men had shown up and were on high alert looking for yoongi and the boys.

“Kook I’m not asking again. Get. His. Ass. Out of here!” Yoongi mustered up enough energy to put on his big bad boss man voice. Jungkook looked Hoseok dead in the eyes. His eyes were filled with such betrayal and bitter sadness. Jungkook almost felt sorry for what he was about to do.

“I’m so sorry Hobi hyung.” And with that Jungkook took the barrel of his gun in his hand and knocked Hoseok in the temple with the butt of it. Hoseok fell to the ground with a thud and landed across Yoongis calves. He hated his life. Hated how he had to order his younger cousin to knock the hell out of his friend to get him to leave the place where he could die. He told Hoseok that he would never be put into harms way and here Yoongi is fucking up something else.

“Please don’t die hyung...” Jungkook whimpered as he grabbed Hoseok under the arms and drug him out the doors. A single tear rolled down Yoongi’s face as he grabbed his gun. He rolled over onto his knees and hands trying to get some sort of balance. They had took shelter behind a flipped over poker table. Yoongi took a deep breath and forced himself up over the table and started to shoot freely. There wasn’t as many men as he had expected so he was able to hit all his targets fairly quick. Once all men were killed he carefully pulled himself up to his feet and trudged his way outside to check on his men who were to keep an eye out.

He was relieved to see all his members faces in tact and well, alive.

“Jungkook got Hoseok in the car And is taking him back to the house.” Jaebum explained to Yoongi. They had no idea their head man had been shot and was currently bleeding out.

Although Mark had an idea that something wasn’t right. He quizzicality asked “Yoongi man are you alright?” About that time BamBam come flying to the scene from around the building and started attacking yoongi with hugs. As soon as bam touched him Yoongi passed out from the loss of blood and fell face first into the gravel.

“Yoongi I swear. The joke doesn’t get funnier!” Bam kicked yoongi and mark started freaking out. He drop his gun and rolled yoongi over onto his back. That’s when his jacket slipped off his hip and reviled a bloody white T-shirt with a hole in the center.

“Holy Shit, he’s dying. Come on we gotta get him to the doctor hurry!” They all picked him up and put him in the back one of their many BMW’s and sped off to their building where a doctor would be waiting.

Once they arrived, Jungkook was already at the gate ready to take yoongi in. “Let go, I got him.” He had said to the men in a gruff voice. Yoongi may be the hyung but Jungkook is just as protective as he is. The doctor was ready to go straight into surgery so he kicked kook out of the room and went to work.

3 hours later yoongi was all stitched up and very high on pain meds. He wasn’t dead, although he felt dead after all the shit he said to Hoseok. Speaking of Hoseok. “Kookie, where’s hobi?” Jungkook froze at the bed side of his cousin.

“He’s, uh, he’s gone hyung.”jungkook stated upset like looking at the stitching on the blanket that was draped over yoongi on his bed.

“What the hell do you mean “gone.” Yoongi was pissed. He had said those things to just get hobi to leave the scene not their home.

“Here he left this. I’m gonna go and seek out the damage at the casino and start working on repairs. I’ll get Bam to handle all the legal shit and clean up crews.” Yoongi went to say something else but Jungkook spoke before him “ and no. I didn’t read it.” With that, he patted yoongi’s leg and walked out the door. Yoongi was at a loss. Hoseok was his soulmate. He felt like a piece of him was already missing from the loss of Namjoon but with Hoseok leaving was like the icing on the cake. Jungkook And Hoseok were the reasons he kept fighting on the operating table.

The note felt like it weighed a thousand pounds but merely weighed an ounce. The sheet of paper sat in his lap held the last words Hoseok would say to yoongi. And yoongi just didn’t have the heart to say goodbye yet. So he carefully (and painfully) rolled to his side and slipped the sheet underneath all his personal things in his nightstand drawer. He would read it one day,

But not today.

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Waking up in a new bed, in a new city was quite the change for y/n. She was never big on the whole moving around thing. As a child she was babied. Not that she didn’t work hard for where she’s at, but both her parents were well off and she was the only child. That’s why it pained them when she wanted to move from home to go to college and pursue her and Jimins dream. She wanted to get away from her sheltered life, see the world, Jimin was her escape. They met in a chemistry class when they were assigned as partners. The first thing Jimin did was lean over and say “I noticed you staring at Minho...same girl.” They hit it off from there. What started as little study dates turned into staying at each other’s dorm rooms till the early morning talking about boys and life. Y/n didn’t care that Jimin liked boys. She was just glad he came straight out about it not giving her the chance to fall in love. Because anyone would fall for Jimin, it’s Jimin. He has it all, beautiful face, beautiful heart, beautiful personality, basically the boy is just plain beautiful, but that’s what worries y/n. She doesn’t have time to worry about getting a boyfriend she doesn’t need that void filled at the moment although Jimin is a romantic. He thrives to have that special connection with someone. He once had a serious boyfriend (who y/n hated) but she was willing to support Jimin. He was an ass and was using jimin to get into his pants. Y/n never told Jimin but the reason he dropped out of college with a broken arm was not because he fell off a ladder. She just wants what’s best for him. And that’s why she was so persistent to be apart of his future goals in life. They both love kids. Like LOVE kids. They used to go read at schools and hospitals just to be near the small beings. They have a sort of calmness that they give off and it helps with the stress of everyday life.

When they got the call that they got the new place they we’re ecstatic. Everything they’d worked on was about to pay off.

Y/n smiled to herself. Today’s the day. They had set up flyers and put information online for the grand opening of the daycare in hopes people would see it and want to bring their kids. Their prices were very reasonable and they hope that’ll help. She got out of her bed walked over to vanity makeup table. She sat down and looked herself over. She was exhausted but absolutely wired as well. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail. She decided on a simple white shirt with a cardigan and some ripped jeans.

She didn’t want to really over dress because she will be working with kids all day but she also wanted to leave a good impression with the parents. It was currently 5:45 and y/n was setting some last minute stuff up. Normally since they weren’t opening until seven she would have stayed in bed but, she honestly didn’t know if YoungJae would show up and hour early so she just went ahead and got up.

6:05 she hears a knock on the door. She turns around and sure enough he’s here with the most adorable grin and bright pink sweatshirt.

Y/n just cooed at 6:00 am. She jogged up to the door and let him in.

“Sorry I’m a few minutes late! There was a cat that was meowing in an alley way so I got it some food real fast.”

Yep. Y/n is soft for YoungJae. They just really small talked for a while waiting on Jimin and Taehyung to come down. They talked about anything and everything from Greek mythology to their favorite color. YoungJae was a happy virus and so far y/n liked the sickness. She was currently doubled over laughing at one of Youngjaes stupid jokes when she heard the baby gate in front of the stairs open and close. Taehyung was something else. He was wearing a button down striped shirt underneath a reddish orange sweater with some sleek black pants.

To top it all off he had on an adorable hat. He was fucking breathtaking.

“Holy shit, Jimin was right. He did show up early.” Taehyung said in a deep raspy morning voice. YoungJae just blushed and looked down at the desk he was propped on while y/n just giggled and hopped off the desk.

“You look like you could walk down a runway Taehyung. You do know we’re taking care of children not working on your strut.” Y/n says while putting on an obnoxious face and walking across the floor in a poor attempt at a catwalk. Taehyung and YoungJae both started laughing at their bosses antics and Tae rolled his eyes.

“I didn’t really pack much in the heat of the night.” His mumbled words barely heard.

“It’s all good Tae you look great.”

“What about me y/n. You have to complement me!” Jimin yelled as he made his way down the stairs two minutes before opening. Y/n made a gagging sound with her mouth. That got her a slap on the arm. Jimin looked adorable. As always, in a striped long sleeved shirt and some ripped skinny jeans he just looked so Jimin.

He put an arm around Taehyungs shoulders and let out a low whistle. “Tae man you look hot. I hope you’re not trying to impress any four year olds cause imma tell you right now, that’s a little too young.” Jimin barely could get the sentence out without giggling like a school girl. Tae shoved him off and laughed. During the shenanigans y/n went and unlocked the door and turned the open sign on.

“Alright, now we wait!”

They didn’t wait long. Five minutes later kids were piling in.

By 7:45 they had 20 kids running around the place. Y/n and YoungJae took 10 and Jimin and Taehyung took care of the other half. It was quite hectic at first trying to get everyone comfortable and to stop the crying. But everything was perfect. The older kids were reading books and telling stories to Tae and Jimin while y/n and YoungJae were cooing at the younger babies. Taehyung was a natural with children. They just gravitated to him. He had 7 of the kids around him listening to a story he was telling about the sun and a flower. The garbage was running over so Jimin left Tae with the kids for a moment so he could take the trash out. He picked up the bags and tossed them over his shoulder he waved at y/n and pointed at the bags then out the door. Y/n have him a thumbs up while one of the babies she was holding waved at jimin and blew him a kiss. Jimin giggles and pretends to catch it and put in his pocket. He opened the front door and made his way around the side of the building and walked to the back of the alley where the dumpster sat. He lifted the lid and threw the bags in. When he went to shut it he felt something cold hit the back of his neck, his body went rigid. “You the owner of this building?” Jimin didn’t say anything but his breathing got heavier. The man that had him at gun point grabbed his hair and yanked his head back and placed he lips against Jimins ear making him shutter.” Answer the damn question!” Jimin hissed as the mans breathe hit his ear. Yet he still stayed quiet. He heard the man cock his gun and shove it harder into his neck. Jimin started to come to terms with this being his last day on earth when another voice sliced through the silence.

“I own this building would you like to tell me why you’re attacking one of my employees?” The new voice stated in the most serious tone. Jimin felt the gun slip from his neck and he took a breath. When Jimin mustered up enough courage to glance over and see who the voice belonged too his heart stuttered a bit. The man was gorgeous. He had a piercing gaze and such an intimidating stance. He exuded confidence and Jimin was feeling quite weak at the knees. His attacker looked shocked and very scared? Jimin was confused.

“Suga, uhm hey wow you got this building? Wow I thought you and RM were still battling it out for this dump?” Jimin scoffed and the guy went to slap him when ‘Suga’ pulled out his own gun and pointed it at the man.

“I suggest you watch the way you speak about my establishment and I also suggest you keep your hands to yourself if you’d like them to stay attached to your body.” That made the man take a few steps back from Jimin.

“Suga you know we want this building. I’m only the messenger. And since you own it I see we’re gonna have a harder time getting it.” The man said with his hands up. Suga rolled his eyes and put his gun back up and was going to pull the trigger when Jimin finally spoke up.

“Please don’t! The children inside, I don’t want them scared please don’t kill him.”

Suga looked him dead in the eyes and at that moment. He decided no harm would ever come this boys way. He motioned for the idiot messenger to come toward him with his gun. The man slowly walked up to him and Suga grabbed him by the collar with his left hand while his right hand shoved the gun into the guys temple. “Tell whoever you’re working for that if I see anyone else lay a finger on him or any of the kids inside this place I will put a bullet between all of you’re men’s eyes do you understand me?” Suga whispered the last part. The man nodded eagerly and Suga threw him out onto the street. The man turned and went into the east side territory. That was odd. Jimin slowly slid down the wall and brought his knees up to his chest. The adrenaline wore off and his body went into a panic attack he hasn’t had one in years. He started to rock back in forth to try and accumulate some air into his system. Everything burned. His eyes, his ears, his nose. Everything. He didn’t even realize there was a gentle voice in front of him trying to coax him out of this stage. He grabbed on to the hand that was rested on top of his knee out of reflex and squeezed it tight. He slowly started to even his breathes when he realized the intimidating man was the one who was soft and gentle with him. Suga raised his hand up to wipe some of Jimins tears away. “Are you alright love?” He said so sweetly. Jimin cocked his head in an adorable puppy way and pursed his eyebrows together.

“Did you call me love?” That’s the first thing jimin says. Not “Hey I own this building not you!” Or “Uhm what the hell was that?” Suga laughed a little.

“What’s your name sunflower?” Jimin blushed. He went to speak when he realized he was still holding this strangers hand. He pulled his hand from his gently and placed them on top of each knee.

“Jimin. Park Jimin.” He said in a scratchy voice from crying. He wanted to know if his real name was Suga or not. It didn’t take long for an answer though.

“Yoongi hyung?” They both cut their heads toward the opening of the ally to find Taehyung looking shocked and almost scared. ‘Yoongi’ stood up and walked toward Tae, not without glancing back at Jimin to check and make sure he was okay. Jimin just gave a slight nod and yoongi turned back to Tae. He immediately wrapped Taehyung into his arms and squeezed hard. Tae wrapped his long arms around yoongi and let out a deep breath. “What the hell are you doing here? And is jimin okay? Jiminie are you okay?” Tae said in shambles. He was worried when he noticed yoongis shirt was damp and jimins eyes were bloodshot.

“He’s fine. I took care of him. I was out minding my business when I heard a guy asking who owned this building and when I turned the corner I saw this beautiful angel being attacked so I stepped in and helped him out. Now why are YOU here?” Yoongi said while poking taehyungs chest.

Tae scratched the back of his neck and mumbled out his answer. “I’m staying here for now and I’m an employee here.” That shocked yoongi.

“Wow. Uhm congrats.” Yoongi said awkwardly. “ sorry about the whole moving thing. I know you probably miss Joon.”

Taehyung did miss him. So much. But this was all for the best. He gave yoongi a simple nod. That seemed to be all he wanted out of taehyung and he started to walk back to jimin to help him up. “Tae, I need to go speak with your brother tonight. Someone from his side of town was the one that attacked sunflower tonight and this has to end soon.” Jimin took yoongis hand and stood up close to him. He blushed again for like the millionth time that afternoon. All because of this badass mint haired man named yoongi. Tae listened closely and took a deep breathe.

“Alright I’ll get you in. I’ll bring these guys to help you blend in.” He said. Yoongi just bowed slightly at Tae and took jimin by the arm and slowly guided him toward Tae.

“Be more careful okay. I’d hate for a sunflower as pretty as you to have their petals tapered with.” Yoongi finished with a wink. He threw his hood up and walked out of the alley toward the west side. Tae and Jimin stood there for at least 45 seconds before jimin broke the silence.

“What the hell was that?”

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Taehyung takes jimins hand and wordlessly pulls him back into the daycare. During the whole mess 15 of the kids had left leaving only 5 and they were to close in about 30 minutes. As soon as jimin and Tae walk in y/n is clinging to Jimin. “Why the fu-rick were you out there so long?” Y/n started to curse but remembered where she was. She then noticed his blood shot eyes and shaky hands and immediately took his hands into hers and started to run her thumb over his knuckles. She knew he had an attack. It had been a while, like years been a while. They had this unspoken language. So when y/n looked up at him and he just simply nodded she knew he meant he was okay and they could talk later. She smiled and walked back to YoungJae and the kids. Jimin turned to Tae and motioned for him to follow him back to their section and start cleaning up. They were cleaning when jimin finally spoke again.

“Tae, are you the KTH on the engraving in the building next to us?” Taehyung dropped the push toy he was holding and let out the saddest sigh.

“Yes. I’m sorry I never said anything.”

“That’s why you were so happy that we gave you this job. Because we didn’t know....” jimin said calmly. Taehyung nodded and placed the final toy on the shelf.

“I plan on taking you guys to my brothers club tonight, since we’re going there I’ll pack my things and leave as well. I’m so sorry.” Tae wiped a tear that had rolled down his cheek. Another loss. Something else that he couldn’t manage to keep. Kook and now his new friends. He was defeated. Jimin smiled softly at Tae. Taehyung looked confused but assumed it was the look of pity. He began to walk by when jimins grabbed his bicep and stopped him.

“What makes you think I’m gonna fire you? Just because your family is the way they are doesn’t mean you are anything like them. Don’t pack your stuff you’re staying. And yes y/n and I will love to go to this club with you.” Jimin said while rubbing a supportive hand up and down taehyungs arm. “Also to help uhm, yoongi was it yeah, help him out.” That came out a lot less smooth than the first part. Tae laughed and patted jimin on the back.

“Yoongi is a great one for ya. But there’s a lot you need to know before you jump into that boat.”

“Hold on what makes you think I want that??” Jimin said while following Tae upstairs.

Y/n only heard that last part of the conversation and was very confused. Finally the last parent came in and got her small 2 year old boy. The boy ran and dove into her arms as she entered the building. “Thank you so much for opening up here. I know this city is rough and full of bad things but this place is wonderful!”

Y/n had so much pride in her eyes and love in her heart she started to get overwhelmed and tears settled into her eyes she was about to try and speak without crying when YoungJae stepped up and gently placed his hand on her back. “Thank you for trusting my bosses and allowing us the pleasure of watching little jisung here.” Y/n literally starts to cry when YoungJae said that and he wrapped her into his chest and waved the mom off. It was now 7 closing time and the two were mentally and physically exhausted.

“Wow. I can’t believe you did that for me it means a lot.” She whispered. YoungJae just rubbed his hands up and down her arms and smiled that adorable smile.

“Anything for you. Absolutely anything.” And he was dead serious. She knew he meant it. For a moment they just stayed in each other’s contact. YoungJae holding her forearms and y/n smiling at his hands. The moment was interrupted of course when Taehyung and Jimin come barreling down the stairs.

“Sooooo we did good on our first day right!” Jimin said. This was such a Jimin thing to do. Something serious that y/n still isn’t aware about happened not even a full hour ago and jimin is smiling so large his eyes are invisible.

“We had a great day! Now YoungJae I’m sure you’re exhausted us three can clean up you can head on home.” Y/n said with a soft smile while she grabbed onto his upper arm giving a gentle squeeze. He went to protest but Jimin and y/n both threw their hands up. He just laughed at their antics and went to the coat rack to grab his bag.

“Thanks for a great day! I’ll show up on time tomorrow.” He winked at y/n and then headed out the door. Y/n smiled shyly to herself

She shrugged off her happy feelings and turned around looking the two boys dead in the eyes. “Sit.” And they sat. “Explain what the hell happened today and why you had another panic attack. It’s been 3 years jimin.”

“I know, I know. When I took the trash out this guy held me at gun point wanting to know if I was the owner of this building and I kept my mouth closed and he was about shoot me when this guy showed up and was all like ‘I own this building’ and he just took over and protected me. Everything was so overwhelming I hit the floor and he helped me through it like fast too. He was good and charming about it. Aish he was just wonderful...”

“What else happened Jimin. Or did you black out after mystery man.” Jimin rolled his eyes but continued.

“Tae came out and knew the guy and he told Tae he needed to speak with Namjoon about this because the guy who attacked me, he’s from the east side.”

“So Tae who is Namjoon?” Tae looked like he didn’t want to answer.

“He’s uh, he’s my brother. My older brother he runs the east side of town.” He mumbled. Y/n sat back in her chair in awe. She and jimin hired the leader of a gangs little brother to work with children.

“So you’re telling me you’re brother is the KNJ on the building outside?” Tae nodded. “And that makes you the KTH?” He simply nodded again. Not making eye contact. “When did you think it would be a good time to tell us? I know we only met yesterday but I invited into our home,” She motioned to jimin and back to herself, “I gave you a fucking job where you would work with children! And you’re walking around as a part of a gang. For fucks sake Taehyung you kill people!” Taehyung jumped up out of his seat at that last statement.

“Okay I can take it all but we do not kill! The west side are killers we on the east, were negotiators! And whether you believe me or not I don’t know anything about what’s going on. Namjoon doesn’t allow me to know! I’m kept in the dark about everything!!! This building stands as a divider between sides. Neither side owns it. So for an east sider to stay in unclaimed territory is so fucking dangerous but I done it because I believed in this place and you guys were so fucking great to me and I’m sorry. Okay I’m so sorry that I didn’t put that on my daycare resume but I really loved my first day here and I want to have more. So much more.” Taehyung was full on bawling his eyes out at this point. His legs couldn’t hold up all his emotion and he fell back into his chair. Jimin quickly started to run his hand up and down his back. Jimin hadn’t made eye contact with y/n either. Finally Tae looked y/n in the eyes and said ”I’ve lost everything. My parents, the love of my life, and I could possibly be on verge of losing my brother. I can’t lose this please y/n. Please. “ he whimpered. Y/n looked back at him with the same intensity as before but he could see the falter in her eyes.

“I won’t fire you Tae. But from now on you’re honest.” He nodded vigorously and looked like a puppy that had got trouble but then petted. “I also want to know more about the whole side situation. You said our building splits the town?”

“Yes this is like the line marker. No east sider can go to the west and no west sider can go to the east. This only accounts for gang members. Civilians can cross no matter what but at night wherever their heads hit their pillows that’s who they are to answer to!” Y/n nodded.

“So what about Jimin and I. We are in unclaimed territory so who owns us?”

“That’s why we have to go talk to my brother tonight. He has a club at the end of the city that we will meet the guy that saved jimin earlier at. Min Yoongi is his name he’s actually the leader of the west. I’m sure that’s why yoongi wants to talk to my brother.”

“So we get no say in who gets to ‘own’ us” y/n said with an annoyed tone. “We just let your brother and same stranger who just happened to be in the right place at the right time decide our fate.”

“Y/n I know I give you no reason to trust me but like I told you earlier the east siders are negotiators Namjoon will allow you And Jimin to make the choice.”

“What about Yoongi?” Jimin piped in the conversation.

“He’s not as reasonable but...he took a liking to you so he might be up for suggestions.” He winked at jimin. Jimin blushed.

“What time are we supposed to meet at the club tonight?”

“Uhm 9.”

“Well it’s 8:45 so let’s get going. It’s Friday and I just dealt with 20 kids under the age of four. I need a drink.”

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Jimin looked hot. But what’s new. He was wearing the simplest outfit really. Just some black skinny jeans and a sheer white shirt tucked in. He put on minimal makeup and looked at himself in the mirror. He wasn’t ever insecure about his appearance. Well until Sehun. He wasn’t terrible he just didn’t know how to show feelings well. Y/n said he was an asshole. Maybe he was, jimin just struggled when it came to relationships. He never initiated them. He had met sehun in one of his classes and the hit it off. Their relationship was very toxic and he knew that. The only thing Jimin did right (as y/n says) is that he kept his virginity. Although the last day he saw sehun at the counselors office with a cast on his arm and a sheet stating he was dropping out. He was confused but he knows it was for the best. Y/n on the other hand. She used to fuck around. She wasn’t necessarily a slut or anything like that but she enjoyed the more wild things in life and sex just happened to be one of them. But the other thing about y/n is that she can handle her own shit and that’s why he never meddled with her stuff.

He gave himself a once over and was pleased with how he looked. Tae came in out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Tae was hot too. Had a pleasant body and had a great tan on him. Every time jimin looks at Tae he always wonders how on earth he lost the love of his life. Who in their right mind would turn down Tae? Tae never said they died so they must just be stupid. Taehyung wolf whistled at Jimin and eyed him up and down. “Damn jimin if I wasn’t caught up on someone else I would definitely jump that ass!” Jimin threw a comb he had sitting on his dresser at him while laughing. “No but really, I know you’re probably trying to impress Yoongi. You could wear a garbage bag and some high heels and he’d still be head over ‘heels’ for you.” Tae laughed at himself. He loved puns. Jimin rolled his eyes.

“Maybe I’m trying to just look good and impress someone else. Maybe I want to get laid tonight what do you know?” Jimin said with a smirk.

“I know that you’re a virgin so I highly doubt you’re gonna just give away your virginity like that.” Jimin gasped and Taehyung had the audacity to wink.

“I’ll have you know that...” jimin stopped with the lie who was he kidding, “How did you know??”

“Jiminie. Sweetie. Yoongi called you a flower and you about fainted. YOURE a virgin.” He said with a boxy grin. Jimin just blushed and finished tying his shoes. He left the room so Tae could finish getting ready. He went into the kitchen and y/n was at the fridge taking a shot of some kind of liquor she kept in the cabinet. She turned the cup up and turned to see jimin standing there. She coughed up a bit and slowly let the alcohol pour from her mouth back into the cup.

“What????? This isn’t apple juice. Damn, haha did you see that jimin?” Sarcasm was her best quality. Jimin walked over to her and took the bottle and started to drink straight from it. Y/n had wide eyes when jimin set the bottle back down on the counter. She noticed his cheeks were still a little puffy so she pressed a finger into it and he just spit the drink all over the floor. He was a coughing mess but they were both laughing their asses off.

“I’m s-s-such a weakling.” He said between cackles. Y/n was laughing now too a little buzzed from the couple of shots she took. Hey, you gotta pre game. She bent down and started cleaning up the floor. She threw the paper towels away when Taehyung walked in the door wearing a black SnapBack on backwards, a pair of black skinny jeans and a black sweatshirt. He looked good to just be in natural clothes. Y/n was wearing black skinny jeans and a red long sleeved sweater. Yeah, she puts a lot of time into her outfits. They all got their stuff and started to head out. By the time Tae had taken a shower and they all got ready it was 9:04. They were running a little late but in Tae’s mind. It was only Yoongi so he could wait. As they walked down the street Tae started talking to each of them who were on either side of him.

“Okay, we are about to walk into a place full of people who are, well a lot less than nice so I need y’all to stay with me or Yoongi at all times.”

“I’m a big girl Tae I think I can handle my own.” Tae looked at her just smirked.

“Y/n, I admire your bad bitch persona. But that shit only goes so long in this place. I know I said we aren’t killers but, they’ve hurt people. I just don’t want you stepping on any toes.”

“Bold of you to assume I’d let my shoes get dirty.” And with that she pranced her way in front of them and continued walking. Like she knew where they were going.

“She always like this?”

Jimin just smiled and nodded hooking his arm with Tae’s and pulled him forward to catch up with y/n. As they rounded a street corner they were closing in on the club. People were lined up as far as the eye could see and jimin started to feel a little overwhelmed. He let go of Tae’s arm and walked over to y/n. She, like an instinct, took his hand into hers. “It’s okay. Once we get inside it’ll all be good.”

“I hope so. I’m excited to get out and do something but shit y/n this place is packed.” Taehyung listened to this and piped in.

“Hey jimin you’ll be good alright! I’ll take you upstairs where it isn’t as loud.”

“Uhm. You’re not taking him anywhere without me.” Before Tae could interject someone walked up to him and threw an arm over his shoulder. Tae quickly grabbed the guys arm and attempted to spin it around and press it into the persons back but the man was obviously stronger and expecting that move so instead Taehyung just got a flick to the forehead.

“It’s me you idiot.” Yoongi lowered the mask on his mouth and smirked. He then glanced over to jimin and looked him up and down. “Damn. If I wasn’t so serious about you we’d say fuck this place and I’d have you withering in my sheets all night long.” Yoongi said in a deep tone while he ran a finger from jimins cheek bone down his jaw. His hand rested with his four fingers cupping his jaw while his thumb gently caressed jimins bottom lip. Jimin, with some kind of new found confidence, slightly opened his mouth like an invitation.

“Okay. Fuck this, that is over.” Y/n grabbed jimin by a belt loop and pulled him toward the crowd waiting to get into the door. Tae slapped yoongi on the back.

“He’s wonderful Yoon. If you mean it. Don’t fuck this up.” And with that they walked up to the door.

“Taehyung it’s been one night and I already miss you like crazy.” Jinyoung said while wrapping him in a big hug. “What brings you back so early?”

“Ahh just here to hang out ya know. These are my bosses and another one of my co workers. Y/n, jimin, and uhm...yoonji” the group all looked at Tae for the choice of a girls name. Jinyoung looked at “yoonji” and tilted his head.

“Isn’t that a girls name. Last time I checked girls had a few more curves.”

“Yeah and last time I checked there were actual bodyguards at this club. They let you stand out here with Bigfoot? Guess he couldn’t do his job without his bitch.” Yoongi snapped at him. These two are the worst when it comes to arguing. They both have the smartest mouths and sarcasm reeks off of them. The other large security guard stepped in and was about to turn them away when Jinyoung pushed him back to his post.

“I got it. No harm done.” The man just grunted and went back to checking out the ladies in line. Jinyoung let them through one by one. When it was yoongis turn to go in he grabbed him by the jacket and got in his face. “I know it’s you yoongi. Why the hell Tae thinks it’s okay to let you just roam our territory is ridiculous. But I trust Tae. So don’t go cause a scene in my club.” Yoongi took his hand into his and squeezed one good time breaking at least two knuckles. Jinyoung growled within himself as yoongi pulled him closer by the broken hand.

“You ever talk to me like I am less than you again, I will kill you.” He let go and Jinyoung grabbed his injured hand and moaned in pain. “Also, this is Namjoons club not yours. Learn your place or so help me I will put you in it.” And with that he walked in through the doors.

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The club was in a frenzy. People were scattered from one end to another. Except the second floor. It was completely empty but a few men dressed in black. The four walked in side by side. Yoongi and Jimin had somehow gotten beside each other. So that left y/n and Tae walking together. “Okay so here’s the deal. I’m gonna head up stairs and speak with my brother and see if he isn’t too busy to speak with you and jimin.” Y/n decided to cool down her smart ass and just nod at Tae. Tae turned around to face them all at once. “Alright you guys can hangout wherever make yourselves comfy” Taehyung lowered his voice. “And yoongi for the love of God don’t get recognized.” Yoongi rolled his eyes. Tae wasn’t worried about what would happen to yoongi. He was worried about his brothers men. They’re like his family and yoongi could take them all out if he wanted to. “Also jimin do you want to go upstairs with me? I know you were a little on edge?”

“No thanks Tae I think I’ll be fine.” He said smiling up a little at Yoongi who just wrapped his arm around Jimins waist and headed toward the sitting area.

“Well, go get me a date with your brother I’m getting itchy.” Y/n said while hooking her finger into the collar of her sweater and stretching it out a bit. Taehyung just huffed and started toward the door that read employees only. Y/n turned to see where jimin and yoongi were and found them cuddles together in a small booth with jimin batting his eyelashes and yoongi booping his nose. Gross, y/n thought. She decided to head on to the bar and chill there. She took a seat beside a girl who was wearing a gorgeous sequin dress that was silver and black. She had long black hair. She cut her eyes at y/n when she sat down and y/n gave a small closed mouth smile. The girl just looked back down at her glass and started to stir the ice cubes in it with her mini black straw.

“You’re new. Who are you?” The girl said. Her words dripped with venom. Good thing y/n was immune.

“Someone who really needs a drink...uhm bartender!” Y/n shouted. The girl eyed her and y/n felt oddly uncomfortable. The bartender saved her though by running over. He was a sight. Bright red hair sat on his head while his cheek bones were high. He had a smile that y/n would never forget.

“Sorry for the wait! What can I get ya gorgeous?” Y/n smiled.

“One Manhattan please.” He grinned.

“Coming right up. Wait, did I see you come in with Taehyung?” Y/n looked at him puzzled. She was afraid to say too much knowing this girl beside her was being very sketchy.

“Yeah. I did. I’m his boss.”

“Boss? You are the boss of Kim Taehyung?” The girl spoke up.

“Yes I am.”

“That’s great! Any person of importance to TaeTae is important to me. Drinks on the house uhm...” shit.

“Y/n. Names y/n.”

“My names Hoseok but call me hobi.” He said and set her drink on the bar. “Here’s your manhattan.”

“Thank you, uh Hobi!” He waved her off and ran to help the others at the bar. The girl beside her was typing on her phone. Y/n was kinda over the whole mess and went to take a sip of her drink when someone bumped into her. She caught herself on the edge of the bar and went to cuss out the prick who almost ruined her drink when a guy sat down beside her looking totally out of breath.

“I am so sorry. That crowd is like a pack of wild hyenas. I’m minhyuck.” He stated holding his hand out. Y/n shook it and countered him by saying.

“Y/n.” He smiled. They carried on a fairly good conversation. She had totally forgot about her actual reasoning of being there until a hand tapped her on the shoulder. She glanced to see Taehyung with yoongi and jimin standing behind him she downed the rest of her drink and paid a farewell to Minhyuck. She also noticed that the girl was not in her seat anymore. Huh. They went through the set of doors and ascended up the stairs to the second floor when the got there men in black were at all corners. They felt intimidated. Y/n was feeling a different sort of way but she pushed it to the back of her mind playing it off as nerves. Yoongi wrapped his arm around jimins waist and kept him close. Maybe it was to calm jimins nerves or maybe he needed to be calmed. Tae led them to a door that was made out of tinted glass. He opened it and led them inside. Yoongi was shaking. He hadn’t seen this man in 5 years and now he’s just walking up into his place like this. When they walk in the guard closes the door behind them. Y/n was in awe. This man was fucking gorgeous. Tall grayish blue hair, nicely built. He was the total package. He smiled at Tae who pushed y/n and jimin forward. Dimples. Y/n took a mental note. He had dimples.

“Welcome I’m Namjoon. I’m sure you know of me by now but it’s nice to meet my brothers new bosses.” He said. He took a step forward and shook Jimins hand first. Then he went to take y/n’s hand. She was quite sweaty so her hand was a little damp. She was really struggling right now. Yes this man was ethereal and absolutely hot but she doesn’t sweat over a man. And namjoon seemed to notice. “Ma’am are you alright?” He asked worry lacing his tone. All the guys looked to her and she felt herself getting dizzier and a lot more sick. Jimin took the liberty to hook her arm over his shoulder and drag her over the couch namjoon had in his office. “Not to be rude or anything but Tae only said something about his two bosses being here. Who are you?” He asked in a curious tone. Yoongi froze and looked to Tae.

“You didn’t tell him?” He spat out. Tae just looked down and over at jimin who was nursing a very sick looking y/n.

“Do not speak to my brother that way. Whoever you are you need to leave before I make you leave.”

“Yeah, like you could make me do anything!” Namjoon crossed the room so fast it made y/n’s head spin even faster. He backed yoongi up against the wall and ripped his mask and hood off. Namjoon went rigid. He whole body was fuming. His jaw was clenched so hard his teeth were sure to be chipped.

“Why. The. Fuck. Are. You. Here.” He stated deadly serious. The whole room was silent except for y/n groaning in pain.

“We need to fucking talk Joon.”

“Nah. Not now. It’s been five years and I’ve tried to talk plenty of times. You don’t get to show your fucking face in my club and demand we ‘talk’. It’s like you want your ass beat.” Namjoon said while throwing yoongis mask to the floor. Yoongi went to shout back when Tae spoke up.

“Look we can fight later. I know this was stupid joon but she really doesn’t look good and I’m scared.” Joon immediately dropped any tension he had and wrapped Tae into a hug.

“I know. We can figure it out later. Let’s just worry about y/n here.” He squatted down in front of her and pressed his hand against her forehead. She was burning up.
“She’s definitely got a fever. Has she eaten anything today drank anything that could cause this?” He directed this question to jimin. He shook his head no. The poor boy had tears sitting in his eyes. He was worried. She’s never been like this before. Jimin looked to yoongi and he made quick steps to reach him. Only to have namjoon shove him back into his desk. Yoongi knocked off a couple of things with his impact and the whole room went silent. Even y/n evened out her groans in pain. “You do not go near them.”

“You have no right to tell me what to do. I fucking saved his life today. He looked at me for support and that’s exactly what I’m going to give. You know where he got attacked, your little brothers workplace!” Namjoons eyes got wide and he backed off yoongi for a second. “Yeah, so while you were sat here feeling sorry for yourself, I was taking care of them. Maybe that’s why Tae left. Your ass can’t even protect him from yourself-“ namjoon raised his arm ready to strike yoongi when Taehyung grabbed it.

“You said we’d deal with it later. For fucks sake y/n could be dying and you two just wanna argue like teenage girls!! Joon get Jin on the phone and yoongi go calm down jimin.” Both men looked surprised. “NOW!” Tae shouted. Yoongi ran to jimins side and namjoon started to dial seokjins number. It’s gonna be a long night.

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“You’reeee f-f-fucking hot.” Namjoon rolled his eyes. It had been about 15 minutes and they were still waiting on Seokjin to show up, and y/n went from sick to stupid. “Like do you realize that you’re like really fuckin hot mr. dimples?” Namjoon regrets moving her to his bedroom.

“I have quite the idea.” He stated while taking her hand away from poking his dimples and putting back into her lap where he sat by her on the bed. “You need to rest until my doctor gets here.”

“You have a doctor on call. That’s so cooooool!” Namjoon laughed and went back to looking at his phone. “Taehyung said he has family issues. That you and *hiccup* jimins new man friend were really close friends.” Namjoon seized up and looked at her.

“Yeah we were, but uh shit happens.”

“Tae blames himself. I’ve only kno-wn him for like 2 days but he blames h-h-himself.” Y/n stuttered out while holding the back of her hand to her head.

“He does doesn’t he. He was there when it all happened.” Namjoon sarcastically laughed. “He probably thinks he could’ve stopped it.”

“Did someone die?” Namjoon stood up and walked off.

“We’re done with this conversation for now.” Y/n was about to protest when there was a knock on the door. Namjoon quickly moved to it and opened it revealing yet another amazing looking man.

“Hey Joon.” This man y/n is assuming to be Seokjin clasped Namjoon on the shoulder. Joon just stood to the side and gestured towards y/n.

“Why are you so moody? I’m the one who has to be at work at 5 in the morning and yet I’m here at a nightclub at midnight!” Seokjin exclaimed while throwing his arms around.

“Yoongi. He’s here. In my fucking business.“ that caused Seokjin to look at him with pity. He hated that look. He didn’t need pity. It happened so long ago. Although, losing your father at the same time of losing a best friend can cause some damage.

“Fuck joon. Why the hell is he here?”

“He needs to talk. So while you’re dealing with-“ he motioned his hand toward y/n who was currently having a very serious conversation with her toe “that. I’m going to try and converse with the little shit.” Seokjin laughed and shooed him out of the room. When namjoon entered the foyer everyone stopped talking and looked at him. Although everyone had their eyes on him. His were glued to one person. Yoongi met his gaze and held it. He had a very tired looking Jimin curled up beside him with his head in his lap.

“You wanted to talk. Let’s. Talk.” And Joon turned and went into his office. Taehyung took the hint from yoongi who was giving him pleading eyes to replace yoongi as Jimins pillow. Of course jimin protested but, they needed to talk. Taehyung took yoongis seat and placed jimins head in his lap. Yoongi ran his fingers through jimins hair once more and then headed into the office. He shut the door behind him and took a deep breathe. As soon as he turned around Namjoon punched him directly in his left cheek. Yoongi didn’t even flinch, he took it like he was hit by a pillow. Namjoon had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and had rage burning in his eyes. Yoongi didn’t hit back though, he knew that’s what he wanted. Namjoon always wanted to fight. It was easier than talking. And him knowing yoongi, getting him angry was the best way for yoongi to forget what they were supposed to be doing. But now yoongi feels like he has something to protect. So he just casually walked to the seat in front of Namjoons desk, grabbed a tissue from the box sits down and waits for namjoon. Joon took a deep breathe and made heavy footsteps to get to his seat. They held eye contact for a while until yoongi spoke.

“I wasn’t lying when I said the daycare got attacked. That, scares the shit out of me joon. It should you too.” Namjoon just nodded and waited for yoongi to continue. “They are from the east side. Your side. He said they wanted the building. So I told them it was mine.”

“You did what?” Namjoon hissed out.

“I had to get him off jimin joon or he was gonna shoot him!” Namjoon slammed his hands on his desk and stood up.

“It’s namjoon to you. And we do not kill on the east side. Unlike you.” He stated darkly adding a sarcastic smirk. Yoongi sat back in his chair calmly running his middle finger across his bottom lip.

“Namjoon we don’t kill for sport. We kill those who are deserving of it. And that’s exactly what happened that night whether your dense ass can see past it or not.”

Namjoon lunged himself over his desk and tackled yoongi to the floor. The chair snapped in half at the impact making a nice bruise across Yoongis back. Namjoon grabbed yoongis hair and jerked him up only to knock him back down with a punch. “You have no fucking right to speak of my father that way!” Namjoon was in tears now not of sadness, but pure anger. Yoongi grabbed namjoons fist before it could connect to his cheek again.

“How many times do I have to say I was protecting your pathetic ass!” And with that yoongi flipped them over straddling Namjoon now holding his arms crossed against namjoons chest.

“So you were gonna protect me but not TaeTae.” Namjoon was tired now but mustered up enough strength to shove yoongi off of him and sit up and put his hands in his hair. “Tae blames himself. For everything.” Tears were silently rolling out of Joons eyes. “He’s so fucking broken and I can’t fix it. I can’t fucking fix him.” From where yoongi sat he could easily envelope joon into a hug. But he knew better so he just let out s sigh and tried to wipe up the blood from his lip.

“Namjoon I’m sorry. So fucking sorry. You weren’t there. You don’t know what happened but,” he looked at Namjoon with his own eyes mirroring the tears that sat in joons eyes, “if you were there, you’d have killed your father too.” And with that he stood up and began toward the door.

“You know it’s not our decision who gets the building.” Yoongi froze and turned around to listen. “It’s up to y/n and Jimin. They own it, the building we just want that territory.”

“I know.”

“So we won’t have to talk about it. You can discuss things with Jimin I’ll speak with y/n later to see her standings when she is feeling better.” Yoongi just nodded and turned the door knob when joon spoke again. “Please. Take care of Tae. I- he doesn’t want this anymore and I totally understand but I need to know that you actually care about Tae.”

“Don’t. You ever question my loyalty to TaeTae. You know damn well I’ve been a better brother to him than you’ll ever be.” He strode across the room and stood up on his tip toes and stuck his finger into his face. “And you still don’t know all the things I’ve done for him. I practically raised him and jungkook-“

“And look at where they are now.” Joon interrupted him. Yoongi just looked at him with sad eyes and shook his head.

“Have you actually talked to Tae. Like really fucking talked to him.”

“Like how you really fucking talked to Hoseok. No. I haven’t.” Yoongi storms out at that. Namjoon will never understand. He’ll never understand what it was like 5 years ago. He’ll never know what truly happened. He’ll never know that yoongi didn’t actually kill his father....

*

“How is she?” Jimin hurriedly asked seokjin as he entered the main floor outside of namjoon’s bedroom. Seokjin was a doctor that worked at the hospital in the city. He had always been a great friend of Namjoons. He doesn’t like to take house calls but him and Joon have this running deal. They take care of each other so it works.

“She was definitely drugged.” Jimin walked from Tae over to yoongi in reflex. Yoongi wrapped an arm around his waist and they continued to listen to Jin. “She will definitely be fine. I gave her some fluids and she is sleeping now. She’ll probably need to stay where she is at least for the night. While she is getting fluids through her IV.” Namjoon stood up off the wall and walked over to Seokjin and shook his hand.

“Thanks Jin.”

“No problem. But I have to be at work in 4 hours so I’m gonna head home and attempt to sleep. It was nice to briefly meet you uh-“

“Jimin. I’m Park Jimin.”

“Cute. Definitely Min Yoongi’s type.” He winked over at yoongi who blushed. Namjoon rolled his eyes and pushed Jin toward the elevators. Once Jin was gone namjoon looked to Jimin.

“You guys should go home. I can take care of her.” Jimin wanted to stay. He wanted to be here when she woke up. But he could see the tension in yoongi. Also given the new bloody lip and he could sense the insecurity in Tae.

“Okay. Just please take care of her.”

“I will. Yoongi,” He shot his eyes toward joon, “make sure they get home safely.”

Yoongi just took jimin by the hand wrapping jimins pinky with his own and pulled him toward the elevator. Taehyung walked over to joon and gave him a hug. Namjoon held him close, truly not wanting to let go. “I’m so sorry.” Tae whimpered out and then got into the elevator. Namjoon watched as it was closing looking how jimin had his face buried into yoongis chest and Tae had moved off to the side. Just as the doors were about to close yoongi flipped him off through the crack. Namjoon huffed and turned to go into his room. He shot jackson a quick text telling him to close the club tonight instead of him. He entered his room to see y/n lying there breathing softly. She was beautiful. He couldn’t lie. From the moment he saw her he knew she’d be a pain in his ass. His bed was a king sized bed and she was curled up into one small corner of it. He wanted to lay with her so bad. Just be near a female in a domestic way. He hasn’t had a girlfriend in years. Way before him and yoongi had the falling out. He has a one night stand every now and then. But he has a guest room where he partakes in those activities. This is the only female to ever sleep in his real bed. He knew sleeping next to her would scare her in the morning. So he chose to just sleep on his couch. He wanted to pass out as soon as possible so he popped him some sleeping pills and put his head on the pillow.

•

“Holy shit, my head hurts.” Was the first thing Namjoon heard when he was awoken the next morning. He looks over to see y/n raised up in bed. She had already pulled out her IV. “Wait. Where am I? And who the fuck are you?” Namjoon stood up. She cowered into the bed frame and held the covers up to her face she was covering her cheeks which namjoon knew were blushing. He didn’t know why until he realized he was in nothing but some loose grey sweatpants. He quickly grabbed a shirt off his dresser and slipped it on over his head.

“I’m namjoon. Taehyungs older brother.” Y/n made an “o” with her mouth and lowered the covers.

“Oh yeah. Why don’t I remember last night? I only drank one drink.”

“You were drugged.” Y/n’s eyes got wide but he just waved her worries down. “I have men looking into it and I had my personal doctor come and check you out. That’s why you had an IV in your arm.” He gestured toward the mess of chords in the floor. Y/n just hummed.

“Did you speak with Yoongi?”

Namjoon sat on the edge of his bed. “Yeah we spoke.”

“What’s the verdict?”

“I made sure he knew that you and jimin had the choice which side you want to protect y’all.” Y/n nodded.

“How is Jimin?” Namjoon smiled softly at her.

“He’s fine. Yoongi and Tae took him home this morning about 1.” Y/n looked relieved and then looked serious at Namjoon again.

“So, why should we allow you to be our territory owner?” She questioned him.

“The man that attacked Jimin as yoongi said was from my side of town. If I can run your area then I will be able to see who comes by and who doesn’t. I’m guessing you already know people who are gang related have to stay on their sides. So if my men are guarding the building they’ll be able to pinpoint exactly who comes by.”

“But why shouldn’t I allow yoongi the territory? He’s from the opposite side of town. Shouldn’t that keep down on the east sider trespassing?” Namjoon shrugged his shoulders addressing her reasoning but quickly shutting her down.

“They attacked now with it being uncharted territory. What would change it?” Y/n nodded her head and looked to a random wall in the room like she was contemplating the whole thing.

“Let me speak with Jimin. I personally like the sound of being the ‘east side’. “ y/n said while throwing up a ridiculous e made out of her fingers. Namjoon laughed.

“That sounds great y/n.”

“I like yoongi though. So does Jimin and Tae, so don’t get too excited.” She said with a smirk. Namjoon smiled at her and stood up holding his hand out.

“I know this lovely breakfast joint just outside of town. Would you care to join me?” Y/n thought about it for like a second before she was taking his hand and slipping her shoes on.

“Take me away Mr. dimples.” She said winking at him.

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2 months later

•

“Yoongi stop I have to, ah- I have to get back to-“ yoongi shut him up with another kiss to the lips. Jimin moaned into his mouth as Yoongi groped his ass against the side of the daycare building. Yoongi moves his kisses lower down jimins neck and jimin put one of his arms over yoongis shoulders and the other buried into his hair pressing yoongi closer. That’s how these past couple of months have went. Yoongi finally asked jimin to be his a few nights after they left namjoons club. They were still in their ‘honeymoon’ stage as y/n calls it. But that didn’t stop Yoongi from coming everyday during Jimins break to make out against the wall. Y/n and Taehyung were the only two who would tell the horny bastards to chill out it being a daycare but YoungJae thought it was enduring and y/n is whipped for YoungJae so she lets it go. Just as yoongi hikes one of jimins legs up around his waist and begins to lick into jimins mouth yoongis phone begins to ring. He ignored for a while putting more marks onto jimins neck when jimin reaches in yoongis back pocket giving his butt a good squeeze and then pulling his phone out to answer it. “Hello suga’s phone.” Yoongi rolled his eyes at the use of his cover name. “Oh Jungkook hi uhm, yes he’s right here, Oh not yoongi, tae? He’s good yeah. Does great work. Looks really good too, hot as hell. Gonna make a guy real happy soon.” Jimin stayed in a monotone. Yoongi snatched the phone from Jimin and covered the speaker and mouthed at Jimin to behave. Jimin just giggled, kissed yoongis cheek and started to head back inside. Yoongi made grabby arms at jimin only for him to wink and continue to walk inside swaying his hips in a very seductive way. God yoongi couldn’t wait to finally get to fuck him senseless. He was lost in his lustfilled thoughts until he heard jungkook yelling at home through the phone. Yoongi held the phone up to his ear.

“Hey man sorry-“

“Yeah I know you were with jimin, look man we have a serious problem.”

“What’s wrong.”

“Some guys were here in the casino and they looked sketchy as hell. I didn’t think anything of it but Jaebum over heard one of them saying they were planning on making a move on the daycare soon.”

“Why the hell are you just now informing me Kook.”

“Because I had to make sure that the casino was safe Yoon. Someone has to run this place.”

“Watch it brat. Okay I’ll head that way when they close up. I’m gonna have y/n get Joon to come and we’ll meet up there.”

“Wait, if they’re all coming does that mean?”

“Yeah kookie. You’re gonna have to speak to Tae. Kook? Hello?”

The phone went dead on the other end.

“That little-“ Yoongi murmured. He shot Jimin a text to have y/n get joon to meet at the daycare. It was 6 o’clock pm. (Yeah jimin never takes his breaks at a decent time) so they would close in about an hour. He went to stand in front of the doors. He stood on the side that was near the east and pulled his hood up and lit a cigarette. No more than two seconds after the thing was lit y/n slammed open the door and yanked it out of his mouth. Yoongi looked at her with sharp eyes but, y/n was scarier than any crook he had ever faced. She smushed the cigarette out with her foot and shoved yoongi a little. Not very far though.

“Why must joon go to your side? Huh. It’s safer for you to just go to the club!” Y/n acted different toward yoongi after the incident at the club. He assumes he’s told her what happened if not a gist of it. She probably hates him now. Who wouldn’t. He supposedly killed his best friends father. Yes he was there that night. Yes he was holding a gun and had blood covering him. But he did not pull the trigger. Namjoon thinks yoongi killing his dad was a travesty. He’d straight up die if he knew the truth. Speaking of the truth.

“Y/n, the only reason you want me to go there instead is because you’re afraid of something happening to joon. You’d rather me go and risk my life instead of your new precious little boyfriends.”

Y/n rolled her eyes and looked up at yoongi. “They. Aren’t. Killers.” She hissed. “You would be safe because they wouldn’t shoot you.”

“How do you know!” Yoongi raised his voice at her. “You’ve been apart of this shit for 2 fucking months and now you know it all.” Yoongi leaned in right beside her ear. “You’ve only got a taste of all this insanity.” He pulled her closer and shoved something hard and pointed into her side. She shivered at the contact. But, she’s a bad bitch she can handle this.

“Is that a gun or are you happy to see me?” She had a smirk on her face until she felt it press harder into her side, what really wiped that smirk off her face was the cocking of the gun. He looked her dead in the eyes.

“I’m fucking crazy.” Then he pulled out his gun stuck it in his mouth and fired. Y/n screamed out at the sound yet it was a blank. She looked at him with eyes that were in complete shock. He pocketed the gun and rolled his neck around. “Now, get your pretty boy up here. I’m gonna go smoke my cigarette over there.” He moved toward his side of the building and propped up against the wall and lit one up. Y/n was still breathing heavily. Maybe her and Jimin are in over there heads. Jimin. Fuck, y/n thought. He really likes yoongi. What would he think if he knew he was dating a psycho. Maybe he was just putting on a show to prove a point. She decided they would talk about it later tonight but she did truly want Joon to be there so she dialed his number and walked back into the building. The conversation was quick. She wanted to tell him what happened in person. She glanced over to clock to see it read 6:45. It was 15 minutes before they closed and only one kid was left. YoungJae had done went home and Jimin went upstairs to shower. Taehyung was currently helping jiwoo color in the lines when they heard a commotion outside. Taehyung immediately grabbed the little girl and pulled her behind him as a shield. Only did he release the breathe he was holding was the sight of his brother entering the building. He let Jiwoo move out from behind him. Namjoon looked furious he shot a look toward y/n who only lowered her head. He softened and smiled softly then. Sensing that y/n didn’t necessarily want to participate in it all and she probably didn’t ask yoongi to wait for him outside. He went to her and they began to talk. Taehyung looked to jiwoo and she had a huge grin on her face. He tilted his head to look at her and she just put her little hands on both of his cheeks and started smooshing them around. “Where are they?” She asked so quiet.

“Uhm. May I ask what you’re looking for baby?”

“The dimples. That’s obviously you’re big brudder, and he has cuteeee dimples I wanna see yours!” She said. He laughed and gently took her hands off his face and held them. He was about speak when he heard the door open and in came Yoongi. As soon as yoongi stepped in Namjoon was on his way over to him and shoved him into the shelves of toys. The loud crash made jiwoo flinch and cling to Taehyung. He wrapped an arm around her and pressed her face in his chest. Y/n was currently trying to pry namjoon off of yoongi.

“Why the hell would you point a gun at my girlfriend yoongi!” Namjoon pinned yoongi to the shelves with one arm pressing into his neck. Yoongi has played nice for long enough. He easily slipped out of the hold and put namjoons arm behind his back and shoved his face and chest into the wall next to them.

“It wasn’t loaded. I had to teach your little girlfriend here that she is only dating a piece of the puzzle. She has no place in this shit and she should stay out!” Joon went break free but yoongis grip was tighter. He started to twist namjoons arm more. Y/n yelled for him to stop. He pressed harder.

“What the He-“ jimin flew down the stairs and was about to finish his profanities when he noticed jiwoo was here cowering behind Taehyung. “Crap is going on! Yoongi let go.” Yoongi dropped namjoons arm like he wasn’t just about to snap it like a twig.

“Why don’t you ask your freak of a boyfriend. He held a gun on y/n right outside the daycare!” Namjoon muttered angrily also nursing his numb arm.

“Yoongi...” jimin whispered.

“Jimin it wasn’t loaded. Y/n was trying to talk to me like I was some random peasant who she gets to walk all over.” He moved to jimin and took his hand into his. “I would never hurt her. She’s important to you. So she’s important me. Even if she is a bitch.” He spat in her directions.

“Jimin I don’t think you should see yoongi anymore.” Y/n said looking to jimin. Jimin scoffed and stepped toward her.

“Since when do you boss me around.”

“Since you started dating a crazy gang leader.”

“Have you looked at your life y/n. You’re dating one too!” He yelled at her. Y/n ran her hands through her hair.

“Mine is at least reasonable.”

“Yeah. Real reasonable. It’s been five years and he is just now actually speaking to yoongi about what happened and yet he still thinks it was yoongi!” Everyone in the room tenses up. Yoongis eyes got wide but jimins were wider. He did not mean to say that.

“I still think what?” Namjoon asked quizitively.

“He didn’t take the trash out that one night.”

“Yoongi what the fuck is he talking about!” Namjoon had tears welling up in his eyes. He wasn’t the only one. Taehyung was currently sat holding a child near him crying silently. No one even realized that they were having this conversation in front of him. Y/n spoke up when they all come back to the reality of the situation.

“Let’s continue this upstairs.” No one protested. Everyone filed one after another up the stairs. Yoongi and Taehyung locked eyes. Yoongi only nodded toward him and head up the staircase. Taehyung let out a quiet sob. He felt the soft press of hands against his cheek for the second time that night. Jiwoo was wiping away his tears shushing him.

“Its Okay TaeTae!” Taehyung just let out a sad laugh and patted her on the head. She spoke again. “Why does your brother not like Yoon Yoon?” Taehyung glanced down at her and said.

“Because of a misunderstanding.”

“Did they love each other once?” She looked so unfazed. Like a 5 year old who didn’t just witness a huge fight.

“Yeah they did a lot.”

“Why do people fall out of love?”

When Taehyung went to answer the door chimed open. He looked over to see if it was her mother only to be met with the brown doe eyes that have haunted his dreams for five years.

“They don’t.” He choked out.

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Jungkook looked winded. His hair was in all sorts of different directions and sweat had built up on his forehead. Jungkook let out a sigh of relief when he saw Tae sitting there without being injured. Taehyung was sitting in his place frozen. He was at a loss. It had been 5 years since he talked to this man much less saw him. And shit did he look good. Jungkook has filled out even more than what he had in his late teenage years. He was gorgeous. Jungkook was thinking the same. Taehyung had always been a pretty sight but now he looks so grown and, well hot. Jungkook started to shrink into himself as Taehyung walked toward him. He expected him to punch him, slap him or something, so when Tae raised his hand jungkook flinched and prepared for impact. He watched as Taehyung rolled his eyes and pushed the door open. “Good evening Mrs. Moon! Did your boss hold you over again?”

Jungkook coughed awkwardly and moved out of the pairs way. Jiwoo squealed in excitement as she ran to her mother. “Taehyung I am so sorry for being late again! Yes the idiot made me stay and finish filing papers that could have easily been done in the morning.” She said while picking jiwoo up and propping her on her hip.

“I know all about idiots..” Taehyung muttered. And if jungkook wasn’t so nervous right now he would have popped off a sarcastic line to counter Tae’s glance to him at the word idiot.

“I just hope she wasn’t too much trouble!”

“Please my little moon could never be a problem!” He cooed at jiwoo and pinched her cheek. That’s the Taehyung jungkook remembered. All happy and joyful. Loving, caring. Taehyung waved the family of two out and shut the door. He held the handles so tightly his knuckles were completely white. “Yoongi is upstairs.” That’s all he said. He grabbed his coat off the coat rack and burst through the doors. Jungkook debated in his mind what to do. He knew he needed to speak to yoongi immediately but he also needed to chase after the one thing that is missing from him. He closes his eyes and starts walking.

•

5 years ago

•

Jungkook was drunk. Taehyung was drunk. Thats how they were planning on spending their nights during these hard times. Tae’s dad had been beating the shit out of him worse than normal. He had shown up on kooks door step with a black eye while also nursing his ribs. So the teenagers got drunk. “Man I swear,” Taehyung slurred while throwing his arm around jungkooks shoulders, “I wish me and you could just run away! Just us!”
That’s basically how it was. Just them. They spent all hours of the day together. Yoongi made it a priority to at least talk to each boy daily. Namjoon, he was being thrown the reigns so quickly he never had time to do anything. He wasn’t aware of the beatings Tae had been enduring. He wouldn’t allow anything to hurt his Taehyung. But little did he know he was hurting him the most of all. That’s why jungkook was so important. He was the glue that held Taehyung together.

Jungkook looked over to Tae and gave him a lopsided grin. “Why don’t we. Just me and you. No one knows where we are now. We could just go!” He was right. No one did know where they were. They have the secret spot they found deep out in the woods. Taehyung laughed.

“Sadly, we are wayyyyy to drunk to be making big decisions like that.” He said glumly while picking at the strings on the blanket. All of the sudden jungkook turned to Tae laying him flat on his back. He threw his leg over Taehyungs and straddled him. Taehyung had big eyes that mirrored jungkooks as they stared at each other.

“I have a big decision to make.” Kook whispered. He leaned down and gently put his lips to Tae’s ear. “Whether I should just kiss you or fuck you crazy.” Taehyung let out a firm gasp as jungkook sucked his earlobe into his mouth. He continued his assault all the way down his neck and up his jaw. Sucking, biting and licking every inch. He kissed one of the hickeys, “These are the only bruises I want left on your body.” The he slowly moved down Tae’s body. He lifted up on his shirt and Tae quickly rid himself of it. Jungkook started back onto his belly kissing gently now. He kissed from his navel all the way up to his chest. He passed a bruise that Tae’s dad had left him. There’s no telling when he done it and he kissed it so gently. He laid down between Tae’s legs and wrapped his arms around Taehyungs back and pulled him upward to his mouth. Taehyung let out the hottest groan jungkook had ever heard when he took one of his nipples into his mouth. Jungkook had to hold Tae down with his body when he started to grind his teeth over the nub. Tae was withering and arching his back. Jungkook leaned back and rid himself of his shirt. He leaned in and was going to go back to Tae’s belly when Taehyung grabbed his face and pulled him up to be eye to eye with him.

“Jungkook. We’re drunk. This isn’t how I want us to do this.” Taehyung whispered while tucking hair behind kooks ear. Jungkook smiled and cupped one side of Tae’s face and stroked his cheek with his thumb. He leaned down and pressed his lips softly against Tae’s. He left them there. Waiting for Taehyung. He was so drunk. But he couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or Taehyung. But he knew he needed more. Taehyung must have read his mind because he pressed into the kiss. Mouths were gliding across each other, while hands were roaming all over each other’s bodies. Jungkook ran his hand down Tae’s side and rested it on his ass. He gave it a firm squeeze which caused Taehyung to sigh into the kiss and open his mouth. Jungkook took this as his opportunity to shove his tongue into Tae’s mouth. They both moaned in unison as they swallowed each other’s obscene noises.

They made love on the hill in the woods. On the grey itchy blanket that jungkooks grandmother knitted him.

They were glowing as they walked the streets of the city. Hand in hand giggling with Taehyung using jungkook as his prop. They walked into taehyungs house when all hell broke loose. Yoongi was pinned to the wall while taehyungs father had a knife to his throat. “Tell me the jeon’s plans yoongi or so help me I will end your pathetic ass!” He shoved the knife harder into his neck pressing hard enough to draw blood.

“You think I’m gonna out my family. Go to hell!”

Taehyung ran and grabbed his fathers arm that was two seconds away from slicing yoongis throat. His father grabbed him by the throat and squeezed hard. “You have no right to touch me you shit.” He pressed his thumb and middle fingers into his jugular and Taehyung started gasping for air. “I should just do us all a favor and kill you. Namjoon doesn’t need anymore distractions.” Before he had the chance to snap his neck jungkook grabbed him by the back of his jacket and flung him up against the wall. He put himself between him and Taehyung.

“You. Will. Never. Lay a finger on him again.” Jungkook snarled. The man actually flinched a little at jungkooks tone. Jungkook was meant to carry on the neon name not yoongi. He had the build and exterior to lead a gang. But he lacked brains and precision when it came to making choices. He also despised the idea. He’s not like the jeons. Yoongis mother married jungkooks uncle and that’s where yoongi came into play. He was intelligent and fearless. Jungkook immediately took well with him. That’s why when yoongi was told by jungkook he didn’t want to take over he stepped up. Taehyungs father straightened.

“Kid you better watch it. That’s my boy you’re standing in front of.”

“Nah, he hasn’t been your boy for years.” Jungkook turned to check on Tae who was still rubbing his neck with tears in his eyes. “He doesn’t belong to anyone.”

“Alright I’m sick of this shit.” He pulled a gun out of the back of his jeans and pointed it at jungkook. Everyone froze in the room Taehyung slowly stood up and tried to circle around jungkook but the boy was standing his ground and keeping Tae behind him.

“Why would you kill one of your sons? Namjoon would never forgive you. He loves Taehyung more than anything.” Yoongi questioned him. He moved the gun from jungkook and pointed it at yoongi. When he faced yoongi he was shocked to be met with another gun. “Yeah, you’re not the only one packing. Answer my damn question.” The man swallowed and decided to speak.

“Killing Tae and blaming it on you will be the best way to make namjoon 110% invested in the Kims business. He’s smart as hell, and can make me millions.”

“Then what? Your gonna have joon be the brains and you get all the credit. Like you said he’s smart. What makes you think he’ll believe I killed Tae. He knows I love him like a brother.”

“I’m his father!”

“Fuck you.” Taehyung spoke for the first time. His father turned back to the two boys. They had sobered up tremendously. “Blood doesn’t mean shit when it comes to family!!”

“I’m the only parent you kids have left! You’re really gonna make namjoon hate me after all these years of him idolizing me? Huh, I’ll kill him after he gives me what I want.” Taehyung was full on crying now.

“You’re not gonna kill me brother.”

Yoongi went to attack him from behind and managed to rid the man of his gun. They wrestled around on the ground. Tae’s father had yoongis hands pinned to the ground from above and was twisting his wrist to get the gun out of his grasp. Tae’s father got the gun and held it against yoongis forehead. The gun went off. But it wasn’t yoongis gun. Taehyungs father fell on top of yoongi who quickly shoved him off. He looked up expecting to see jungkook holding the gun but was completely surprised. Taehyung had pulled the trigger. He was shaking violently and crying. Jungkook softly took the gun and laid it on the table while taking Taehyung into a hug. Yoongi was shocked. Pure innocent TaeTae had just killed someone. And for him. The moment was interrupted when they heard a car pull in and someone come running. Yoongi quickly grabbed the gun off the table. He stood behind Tae’s father when namjoon entered. He looked at the scene in front of him in shock. Jungkook was holding Tae while he was shaking and crying while yoongi held a gun beside his lifeless father. His best friend had killed his father. I’m front of his little brother.
“J-j-joonie, I ca-“ But namjoon ignored Tae’s pleas and went straight to his father.

“Out.” He demanded.

Yoongi murmured “Joon listen..”

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE.” He yelled through tears of sadness mixed with anger. Yoongi sat the gun down and walked to Tae he leaned in close to his ear and whispered.

“From here on, I am the one that killed him.” And with that he walked out.

“Jungkook. Get your ass out of here too.”

“But he didn’t do anything please joon don’t.”

“You will have no contact with any jeon or min anymore Tae.”

“Joon,”

“Our father is dead Tae!” He yelled while standing up and advancing toward Tae. Taehyung flinched And covered his face in fear. Namjoons heart ached at the sight. He hated when he got this way. But now he has to run the whole show himself. He’s lost both parents and possibly losing his little brother. “I just wanna keep you safe. Taehyung.”

“Namjoon please keep him safe.” And out the door jungkook went.

“Kookie no please.” Taehyung yelled and chased down jungkook who was halfway down the street. Taehyung caught up to him and spun him around. “Please don’t go.”

“You heard joon tae. You’ll be safer not being in the middle but on a side.”

“I want you jungkook!” He whined and held onto his shirt for dear life. “I want you.” He whimpered. “Did tonight mean nothing to you! I was ready to run away!” He said while softly hitting kooks chest while crying. “I gave you my virginity for fucks sake! I love you!” He sobbed. “Do you not love me?”

Jungkook had tears in his eyes, it hurt. Hurt like hell. But he did what he had to do. “We were drunk Tae. Too drunk to make big decisions.” He took Tae’s hands from his shirt and softly ran his fingers over his knuckles. “I’m sober now.” And with that jungkook took off running down the street. Leaving Taehyung to stand there with his heart broken and hands bloody.

Chapter Text

Jungkook headed up the stairs to the commotion. He wanted to go get Taehyung but Tae’s safety was way more important than his feelings. When he opened the door that led to the small apartment floor he was hit with very loud screaming.

“Why are you so fucking crazy!” Namjoon yelled in yoongis face.

“If you knew an ounce of the shit I’ve been through you’d know! And I’m not the crazy one I’m the one being rational.” He snarled and shoved joon backwards. “This place needs to be under my protection! I’m the best bet!”

“Yoongi for fucks sake we don’t want you dropping bodies outside our fucking daycare!” Y/n rounded namjoon and screamed at him.

“It’s a scare factor y/n.” Jimin said in a quiet but stern voice behind yoongi. Jimin really doesn’t like conflict like this. He is known to get overwhelmed very quickly and it was starting to happen.

“Honestly I just wanna know what the hell jimin was talking about down stairs!” Namjoon stepped forward at jimin. Yoongi easily blocked him from namjoons vision.

“It doesn’t matter that’s over with. He was just talking about some shit that went down a few weeks ago.”

“Does he know what you did to Tae and I?” Jimin came forth and poked his head around yoongi.

“Yes. He told me straight up. Right before he asked me to be his he told me.”

“And you’re still willing to date a murderer?” Y/n spoke with disbelief.

“I think you forget self defense is a thing.”

Namjoon tsked “Self defense my ass, he wanted to kill him. He wanted it all to himself. He’s a greedy bastard who made Tae and Jungkook watch as he let power get to his mind and take ove-“

“Shut the fuck up Namjoon!” Everyone took a deep breath and put their guard up. Jungkook had two guns pointed at namjoon and yoongi. Yoongi looked way too relaxed to have a gun pointed at him.

“Kook what are you doing?” Namjoon questioned.

“Nah, it’s jungkook to you. And I’m trying to calm your asses down so that us adults can actually have a civil conversation!”

“Holy shit your jungkook?” Y/n stated with big eyes. She looked over to jimin who she was just cussing out and he met her gaze with the same intensity.

“Damnnnnn Taehyung said you were hot but he didn’t say you were like HOT hot.” Jimin shamelessly said while checking jungkook out from head to toe. He wasn’t kooks biggest fan, hearing what happened that night from Taehyung, but he wasn’t blind. And jungkook also helped get his mind off the fact he was seconds away from a panic attack. Yoongi violently waved his hands in front of jimin.

“Hello? Did you forget I’m right here.” Yoongi said while softly thumping jimins on the forehead. Jimin blushed and kissed yoongis ear while whispering,

“No one holds a candle to you baby. You can remind me who I belong to tonight.” Jimin licked his earlobe and tugged at the bottom of his ear with his teeth. Yoongi was ready for tonight to be now. But he knew jungkook wouldn’t willingly come to taehyungs work place if it wasn’t important. Speaking of Tae.

“Where’s TaeTae?” Yoongi asked. Jungkook lowered his guns and stuck them back into the holsters.

“He ran out as soon as the cute little girl went home.”

“What time did she come in?” Y/n asked.

“Uh I don’t know sometime after 7?”

“Seriously again. Jimin were gonna have to talk to her.” Jimin nodded his head.

“I don’t want to charge her more but we’re staying open later and we’re not babysitters.” Namjoon looked between the two and let out a huff.

“You guys were just at each other’s throats and now you’re talking like you weren’t about to punch each other.”

“It’s called friendship Joonie babe,” y/n carried on as she walked over to namjoon and grabbed his arm, “We get over things.” He just gave her a small grin and kissed her head.

“Okay, onto serious matters,” Jungkook spoke, “ At yoongis casino I overheard a couple of men talking about attacking the daycare soon.” The couple of friends both stepped forward, side by side.

“Did they say a certain time or date anything?”

“No just that they were planning the attack and it would be initiated soon.” Y/n turned to look at joon. He was already pulling out his phone and about to dial someone when yoongi spoke up.

“What makes you think you’re gonna handle this?”

“Dead bodies outside a daycare isn’t that great for business.” Namjoon snapped back. “I’m the obvious solution. Why else would you have y/n call me?” He said and put his phone up to his ear. Yoongi knew he was probably calling Jackson to set up a perimeter. But yoongi was stubborn. And this was also his boyfriends place. So yoongi charged across the room took namjoons phone out of his hands. Before namjoon could even register what was happening yoongi threw his phone out the nearest window. Everyone held their breath as namjoon and yoongi had a stare off.

“What. The. Fuck.” Was all joon could muster up to say.

“I got you here so we could negotiate.”

Namjoon took in a shaky breath. “I’m only keeping my cool because I don’t want y/n to see me angry.”

“Too late!” Y/n piped in. She elbowed jimin and spoke, “ that’s his like main setting in the bedroom.” She winked at jimin who laughed and spoke back.

“Yoongi is more of a vanilla guy. I’m the kinky one,” jimin met yoongis eyes, “ain’t that right babe.”

“Alright that’s enough of that shit.” Jungkook said putting an end to the bedroom talk. It’s been 5 years since jungkook was last intimate with someone. That someone being his first. That someone being his last. That someone being Taehyung. “We need to figure out a strategy, common ground fucking something. I’m not letting this be taehyungs place he sleeps if it’s being threatened and has no form of protection.”

“Since when do you care about Taehyung jungkook?” Namjoon questioned. “Last time I checked he watched his father get murdered and your ass ran out on him.”

“Last time I checked you were the one who wanted us to split and never see each other again! I didn’t do anything but comfort your brother and I get told not to be around him!” Jungkook was fuming and slowly moving toward namjoon. “I love him. I always have and I always will. I love him so much I let him go so that he wouldn’t betray his brother. So that he could have his family.” Jungkook started to harshly wipe his tears away and tried to continue but struggled to get the words out. “He watched his father die. If he would’ve went with me you would have died as well. “ He was right in namjoons face now, tears pouring out of his eyes. “I couldn’t let him watch his last family member die.” Namjoon grabbed jungkook and held him in his arms crying his eyes out. They both sobbed into each other. Jungkook felt like a weight left his shoulders. He’d always looked up to namjoon and saw him as a great leader and advocator. Yeah he loves yoongi and looks up to him but namjoon was different. He missed him. And joon obviously missed him too.

“I’m sorry. I was so blinded by my hate for yoongi I lashed out on you when you didn’t deserve it.” Yoongi flinched at that. He was hoping in all this he’d see the light in what “yoongi” did but that was too good to be true.

“You still have no idea what truly happened that night.” Jungkook whispered into Namjoons ear. “Ask Taehyung when you get the chance. He’s the only one allowed to tell you.” And with that jungkook grabbed namjoon by the shoulders and gently detached himself. Namjoon stood in confusion. He was spent tonight. All he wanted to do was curl up with y/n and watch Netflix. But they had to come to an agreement on the whole protection situation.

“I say we both put guards on each side of the building. This way we have both sides on look out. If it looks like it needs to get messy we’ll be prepared.” Yoongi liked it. He looked over to Jimin and y/n who both nodded. He walked over to shake namjoons hand when the door burst open. Taehyung was breathing heavily, it wasn’t raining outside yet he stood there soaking wet from head to toe and looking like he’d just had the biggest epiphany ever. But before he could speak he let out a shiver and started shaking due to being in wet clothes. Jungkook acted on reflex and took his leather jacket off and wrapped it around taehyungs shoulders. If taehyung wasn’t so cold he would have wrapped the jacket around kooks neck and choked him out. But he knew better. He had a theory to test.

“I have a better idea! Than that Joonie!”

•

The next day

Taehyung, y/n, jimin, YoungJae and surprisingly jungkook all stood in the middle of the daycare at 6:50 am looking outside at the front of the building. Ten minutes before opening and they were all just staring outside. YoungJae was the first to speak.

“Uhm. I have a lot of questions but my first one is who are you?” He asked while taking his eyes off the show outside and looking at jungkook.

“I’m jungkook! I’m gonna be volunteering here for a while to help out!” Taehyung let out a groan but kept his eyes fixed outside. YoungJae just nodded with a confused look on his face. He looked back outside and then asked.

“Why are you’re boyfriends standing outside the doors?”

Y/n and jimin just laughed quietly.

“Time to get to work guys!” Y/n said while clapping her hands. They all took one more glance outside at the two men bickering and went to their stations to get everything ready.

•

Yoongi slapped namjoons hand like he was a child. “I said I’ll open the door!”

Namjoon slapped yoongis hand off the handle. “And I said I would open the door.” He countered back. They had been at this since 6 o’clock this morning. Knowing they don’t open till 7 but wanting to out do each other, they showed up an hour early. At the same time.

“Look.” Yoongi started. “Since you’re all about level grounds how about you open the door for the people on your side I’ll open the door for my people.” Yoongi asked in a very sarcastic. Namjoon just nodded and shook yoongis hand. The first person come walking in on yoongis side and he was about to open the door when namjoon slid over and blocked him while opening the door. Yoongi scoffed at namjoon as he wore a smirk.

“Looks like you’re just gonna be the jerk today.” Yoongi rolled his eyes. Taehyung was out of his mind thinking they could work together like this.

“Looks like you’re just gonna be everyone’s bitch today huh?”

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A week.

And nothing had happened. Y/n and jimin have been walking on eggshells at the center. The parents kept questioning why they had two of the most feared leaders of the city standing out front. The answers were always the same, “It’s just us being cautious,” or “they just really want to be there.” The parents would just nod and let it go. The boys were getting tired out quickly too. They decided to take breaks so they didn’t have to be beside each other constantly. On their breaks yoongi would head to the casino and check on how jungkook was doing and see if any of the men had come back. Namjoon would go to the club and catch up on paperwork and discuss issues with Jackson. Very little time was spent with their significant others and it was taking a toll on there relationships. But the pair of best friends knew what they were getting into. The week was ending. It was Friday and the place had yet to be attacked or seen to have any intruders. Y/n walked outside during namjoons shift and gave him a cup of coffee. It was 6:45 in the afternoon but it’s Joonie, y/n thought, he loves his coffee. He was sitting in a chair when she approached him, he reached out and took the cup and gently sat it on the table. He grabbed her arm and pulled her down into his lap and gave her hand a light kiss on the back of it. She smiled large and he matched her look with his dimples shining.

“How has your day been beautiful?” Namjoon asked.

“Not bad. A lot of kids aren’t here so it’s just Jimin and Tae chilling in there.”

“How many are left?”

“Uhm,” she glances through the window, “about 3 I think.”

Namjoon just hums and runs his hand up and down her side. They sit in peace and just listen to the sound of the city. Their time was interrupted when they heard the screeching of tires. Y/n quickly jumped up and looked at the car, the only thing noticeable was black masks and a couple of guns hanging out the windows. Namjoon grabbed y/n fast and slammed them through the building doors and onto the ground with him on top. “GET DOWN!”

Shots were fired into the daycare, shattering the glass of the windows. Y/n was holding her ears under namjoon. There were children in here and so were Tae and Jimin. Round after round and the firing was gone. Namjoon looked down at y/n, “You okay?” She nodded quick. The sound of children crying brought them back to reality and y/n immediately jumped up and ran to check on the boys and the kids. All three kids were accounted for and were standing in a line blocking the view of the boys. Namjoon moved the kids out of the way to see a hysterical Taehyung clutching an unconscious jimin for life.

“Please, Please, P-P- Please God n-not him.” He was rocking back and forth. Namjoon turned to look at y/n. She was on her knees with a blank expression on her face. This was her soul partner. Her ride or die. And it looked like the ride may be over. She crawled over to the boys and assessed the situation. She refused to believe he was dead, so she looked at the wounds. He had one in his stomach and one in his right shoulder. She slung her sweater off leaving her in just a tank top and she wrapped it around his middle.

“Tae put pressure on his shoulder. Hard. And don’t let go.” He did as instructed she was about to fish her phone out when she heard namjoon speaking. She turned to see him on the phone and taking the kids upstairs to the top floor. She continued to listen.

“Jin we were fucking attacked everyone is fine but jimin, he’s. , fuck I don’t but you have to hurry please I don’t know how long.” Y/n held her breath. She wasn’t going to break not yet. Taehyung was still rocking and had his head pressed against jimins talking to him.

“You’ll be okay chim. We always are. You can’t die. You know why, because yoongi would kill you.” Taehyung whimpered into jimins ear. Y/n was putting pressure onto jimins stomach and she let out a little huff of laughter of course Tae would try and make a dying jimin laugh. But then she started to think of yoongi. He’s probably unaware of anything. She thought about calling him, but she wouldn’t leave jimins side. Not until she knew he was okay. Both friends shot their heads to the door when an ambulance came skidding to a stop outside. Hobi, as y/n remembered, jumped out of the drivers seat and came running in. Seokjin y/n knows as the doctor who treated her was on his heels with a bag full of supplies.

“Okay tell me what’s going on.” Jin asked as he took the other side of jimin.

“He hasn’t woken up or moved but he had a pulse when I checked him so he’s alive. Right, he is alive?” Y/n rushed out. Jin put his fingers to jimins neck and locked eyes with y/n.

“Yeah, but barely. “ Tae let out a silent sob. Y/n just kept her poker face. Hobi grabbed Taehyung and took him up stairs to be with namjoon and the kids. People were crowding outside. Parents trying to get in and see what’s happening. It was all overwhelming and y/n was beginning to panic. Seokjin took a break from giving Jimin an IV and grabbed her hand that was shaking while holding jimins head. “He will be okay. I just need to get him to the hospital. TAE, JOON, HOBI HURRY!”
Jin screamed out to them. They all came down at lightning speed each of them holding a small child. Their parents must have been outside because they heard a few adults start yelling and crying with happiness. They rushed the kids outside and hobi and joon went to get the stretcher for jimin, Tae tried to calm down enough to explain the situation to the parents. They only petted his head and dried his tears. He turned around to see them wheeling jimin onto the ambulance. He watched as y/n and Jin jumped into the back as hobi hopped into the drivers seat and sped off. Taehyung was about to panic but namjoon grabbed his hand and pulled him to his vehicle.

They were speeding down the street following the ambulance in complete silence. The only sound being the sniffles of Tae. That was until namjoon started to speak. “Call Min Yoongi.” He stated into his car. The blue tooth picked up on the radio and began to dial yoongi. Taehyung started to rub his jeans over his thighs. He was anxious. Yoongi doesn’t handle this kind of shit well.

“Hello?” Yoongi questioned.

“Hey,” namjoon puffed out, “Yoongi.....fuck, how do I-“

“Joon spit it out what the hell is happening.”

“You need to get to the back of the hospital now.”

“What, Why?“

“I’m serious yoongi. Like right fucking now it’s Jim-“ And the line went dead. He knew yoongi could possibly beat all of them there with the problem being about jimin. They finally reached the hospital and drove around to the back where they could sneak in to Jins private rooming area just for the gang related injuries. Him, hobi and y/n were all out and wheeling Jimin into the doors. A couple of nurses who Jin had inducted into his small circle of trust were waiting already decked out in their surgical clothing. One of them stopped y/n and Taehyung telling them they had it from there. Y/n raised her arm ready to punch a bitch when namjoon just simply stepped in front of the pair and led them into the waiting area. Y/n excused herself by kissing namjoon hastily on the lips and rushed to restroom. Once she entered she broke down. Slamming her back up against the wall and letting herself slide down and hold her head in her hands. She was hurting. This was her person and she was about to lose him. She silently sobbed in the corner of the dimly lit restroom as her best friend laid on his death bed.

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In the waiting area Taehyung was curled up into the side of his big brother. He had his head on his shoulder as he let tears just roll down his face. Namjoon kept a secure arm around Tae and was whispering sweet and caring things into his ears. Hoseok was over to the side at the coffee table making himself a cup of coffee. Taehyung let out a whimper that namjoon couldn’t quite understand. “What was that TaeTae?” He whispered while petting his head.

“This is all my fault.”

“Tae don’t say shit like that. If anything this is all on me.”

“I went for the interview, I took them to your club, I introduced them to this world. I killed Jimi-“ he began to violently shake in namjoons hold. Joon held him tighter and and wiped his tears away.

“Don’t. Fucking. Talk like that. Jimin is going to make it and this was none of your fault.” Namjoon was angry. Not at Tae, but at himself for letting this happen while it was his watch shift. Taehyung untangled himself from his brother and looked him in the eyes.

“No, Namjoon. This whole thing is my fault.” Taehyung heaved. “Yoongi didn’t kill our father Joon.” Namjoon looked at him with such confusion and sadness. Taehyung knew it was now or never. “ I-“

“WHERE THE FUCK IS HE!” Taehyungs confession was cut short. Yoongi was redder than anything they had ever seen. His eyes were black and he looked like a possessed demon on a hunt. “I WILL PUT A BULLET IN EVERYONES FUCKING HEAD TELL ME WHERE HE IS,” he had tears waiting to burst through. He looked around the room with such a heated glare but lost all aggression when he locked eyes with Hoseok. The coffee long forgotten Hoseok softly approached the irritable yoongi. Yoongi looked up at him with the most painful expression Hoseok had ever seen on him since the day yoongi told him he was out of the gang. “Please hobi,” yoongi whispered, “please tell me my baby is okay.” He lost it. Hoseok grabbed him held him close and cried with him. Yoongi clutched to his jacket in a desperate attempt to keep himself anchored.

“He’s still in surgery yoons. We don’t know yet.” He simply said while he held onto him. Yoongi choked out a sob at those words and peeled himself off of hobi. He walked over to a glass box that held the fire extinguisher and stood in front of it. Before anyone could react he pulled his fist back and punched through the barrier. Shards went everywhere and blood was pouring out of yoongis knuckles. The three boys stared at him in shock and pity. Yoongi has a temper but not like this. They watched as yoongi stared into the broken glass. He saw is shattered reflection. He decided that he wouldn’t live another day if Jimin didn’t make it out alive. He slowly turned to look at some of the only people he ever gave a shit about. He locked eyes with Tae and silently cursed to himself. He hates seeing the boy hurt. But it hurts Tae worse when it is yoongi who’s hurting. Lastly, he glanced at Namjoon. The man he called a brother for so many years. Namjoon just looked at him with the same intensity. He broke the eye contact but regained it to mouth an “I’m sorry,” to the man. Yoongi wiped his eyes, only to realize he had blood all over his hand.

“Shit.” He cursed.

“I need a fucking cigarette.” And out the door he went.