Jin runs towards the other side of the house, already on call. Namjoon pulls out his phone to call the heads of the Park troops.
Jimin sits there, looking at the dead bodies around him. He looks at his lap. The blood warm and sticky on his pajama. His hands have traces of it.
It's not too much blood. Just traces of it. Absorbed on the material when Jungkook moved the alpha. His hands because Jimin touched the wound itself.
He looks over his shoulder at the stairs where Hosoek and Jungkook disappeared.
He doesn't go. He doesn't move an inch.
He looks over his shoulder at the stairs where Hosoek and Jungkook disappeared.
He doesn't go. He doesn't move an inch.
He promised himself he won't ever go back to the alpha. Not for anything. Jimin wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, his fingers trembling with nerves. He sits there long enough for Namjoon to come back, gently taking a hold of him and pulling him in a hug.
“I didn't think they will come for you,” Namjoon whispers, “when Yoongi said they will, I ignored him. In my ego that I am right, I left your side because my men informed me, there will be an attack at the party. On me. As, I am the one to take the position of the leader now.”
“There were guards here, there were people protecting you, I didn't think,” Namjoon swallows the clog in his throat, eyes burning, “I thought, if I go to the party alone, if something happens, you will be safe. I didn't think they will come here. Your father didn't think either.”
“When he called me to tell me there might be people coming after you, I appointed guards, didn't I?” Namjoon sniffles, “mimi…”
Jimin pulls back, looking anywhere but at Namjoon, “you didn't know, hyung. It's okay,” he looks lost, frayed, “appa didn't either. I get it.”
Jimin pulls back, looking anywhere but at Namjoon, “you didn't know, hyung. It's okay,” he looks lost, frayed, “appa didn't either. I get it.”
a/n — Mr. Park loves his son. He just doesn't want Jimin to have any link with Yoongi. Link being the pups, he wants the pups gone. Not his son. 😭
Namjoon holds Jimin to himself, “do you want to go with them-”
“No,” Jimin shakes his head, his voice quiet, “no. Just...” he looks up at Namjoon, eyes glossy, “he won't-” his voice cracks, “it's not fetal, right? He won't-”
“He will be fine,” Namjoon nods, “don't worry.”
“No,” Jimin shakes his head, his voice quiet, “no. Just...” he looks up at Namjoon, eyes glossy, “he won't-” his voice cracks, “it's not fetal, right? He won't-”
“He will be fine,” Namjoon nods, “don't worry.”
Jimin takes a step back, looking at the hallway, “I want to get rid of this,” he looks at himself, “my room is a mess...”
Namjoon notices how quiet and calm Jimin looks. He knows the omega hasn't absorbed everything that went down tonight. He knows, Jimin is not processing it.
Namjoon notices how quiet and calm Jimin looks. He knows the omega hasn't absorbed everything that went down tonight. He knows, Jimin is not processing it.
He takes Jimin's hand in his, rubbing the smeared blood off of his fingers, “come to my room. You can stay there tonight. You take a shower, I will get you some clothes.”
The familiar scent might help, Namjoon thinks to himself as he guides Jimin to his room.
The familiar scent might help, Namjoon thinks to himself as he guides Jimin to his room.
———
“He is fine,” the surgeon says, “the bullet didn't even reach the rib. You guys got him here on time. We got the bullet out and the bleeding has stopped. He will come to his senses in a few hours.”
Hoseok forces himself to not melt on the floor with relief, “thank you...”
“He is fine,” the surgeon says, “the bullet didn't even reach the rib. You guys got him here on time. We got the bullet out and the bleeding has stopped. He will come to his senses in a few hours.”
Hoseok forces himself to not melt on the floor with relief, “thank you...”
Taehyung is pressed against the door of the room. His eyes stuck on the man on the bed. Jin is not there, he is stuck with the chaos that went down in the Park territory. Jungkook is with him.
Hoseok walks up to Taehyung, “he is fine. Come on, Tae, you can't stand here forever.”
Hoseok walks up to Taehyung, “he is fine. Come on, Tae, you can't stand here forever.”
Taehyung's lips quiver with a sob, “I pointed a gun at him. I was so rude...”
“He deserved both of that,” Hoseok glares at the man inside the room, his heart twisting in his chest, “we were not wrong then. I am still mad at him. God, I hate him so much.”
Taehyung looks at him.
“He deserved both of that,” Hoseok glares at the man inside the room, his heart twisting in his chest, “we were not wrong then. I am still mad at him. God, I hate him so much.”
Taehyung looks at him.
Hosoek looks back. Their eyes hold the utmost pain they both share. The hurt they both carry. The love they have for the man in that room, still plugged to so many machines.
“He will be fine, right?” Taehyung wonders, “he is an asshole, but-”
“We love him,” Hoseok sighs.
“He will be fine, right?” Taehyung wonders, “he is an asshole, but-”
“We love him,” Hoseok sighs.
Hoseok looks at Yoongi, “he has to be fine. He will be fine, but,” he looks at Taehyung, “I don't know how Jimin is. We left him there.”
Taehyung looks at Yoongi, “Namjoon hyung is there.”
Hoseok scoffs, “yeah, he did plenty-”
“He did,” Taehyung insists, “he did do so much.”
Taehyung looks at Yoongi, “Namjoon hyung is there.”
Hoseok scoffs, “yeah, he did plenty-”
“He did,” Taehyung insists, “he did do so much.”
“He is the insider,” Taehyung leans his forehead on the glass door, “he gives hyung all the information. He told hyung about all the house plans. He-”
“Didn't do what hyung said,” Jungkook says, walking up to them, “he did help hyung with the plans and all, but not everything.”
“Didn't do what hyung said,” Jungkook says, walking up to them, “he did help hyung with the plans and all, but not everything.”
Taehyung looks at Jungkook, “of course you will jump into conclusions without knowing anything.”
Hoseok closes his eyes, “not you two again.”
Jungkook glowers, “it's actually you who get blinded. Hyung told Namjoon to keep Jimin away from that territory! He didn't listen!”
Hoseok closes his eyes, “not you two again.”
Jungkook glowers, “it's actually you who get blinded. Hyung told Namjoon to keep Jimin away from that territory! He didn't listen!”
“He took him there-”
“He took him to the Parks because that's a powerful territory and Mr. Park will keep him safe! Jimin is his son!” Taehyung reasons.
Jungkook scoffs, “oh, we saw how well he did that! Even if we ignore that, second mistake, throwing the party!”
“He took him to the Parks because that's a powerful territory and Mr. Park will keep him safe! Jimin is his son!” Taehyung reasons.
Jungkook scoffs, “oh, we saw how well he did that! Even if we ignore that, second mistake, throwing the party!”
“This is not the time you throw a stupid party!” Jungkook looks at Taehyung and Hosoek, “his entire clan is divided into groups right now. Some are refusing to follow Namjoon as their leader. There is going to be protests and it was so predictable. They didn't think about it!”
“They did think about it, they thought if they make Namjoon the leader,” Taehyung slaps his hands together, “then the focus will shift onto him. Away from Jimin!”
“Why would that happen when Jimin is alive and the legitimate heir of Mr. Park?!” Jungkook roars, “tell me?!”
“Why would that happen when Jimin is alive and the legitimate heir of Mr. Park?!” Jungkook roars, “tell me?!”
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