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jimin smirked as he walked past the bodyguards that were standing at the gates of the min mansion. they gave him a blank look and let him pass without any question or remark.
the place was luxiourious and basically looked like a damn five star hotel. they did good use of the money they kept stealing from jewelery shops and bank accounts.
no one really came to greet jimin at his arrival. he only saw the usual men standing at the main entrances and they didn't even treated him like he was a leader or anything.
jimin guessed yoongi wanted to make him feel not welcomed and inferior so he had to do it this way. not that jimin cared. not a chance he would care about such immature behavior.
when he finally reached the hall of the mansion, he noticed kim namjoon standing near one of the expensive looking sofas, seemingly waiting for him.
"oh, park. you're here." namjoon said sounding way more nervous than he was meant to.
"kim. you better pray that seokjin is okay." jimin replied giving the other a sharp look.
namjoon nodded, gulping.
"so... are you gonna lead the way or am i gonna stand here all day?" jimin asked sarcastically snarling at the boy.
"uh, i apologize. please, follow me." namjoon muttered, bowing and walking towards a hallway that took to a big ramp of stairs.
after some minutes of walking in maze looking corridors, namjoon finally stopped and knocked lightly at the door of a room.
he then opened it and peeked in.
"oh, joon. you're here." min yoongi said smiling at the boy who only nodded and moved aside to let jimin go in.
"park. fancy seeing you here this early." the black haired male exclaimed smirking mockingly at the young leader.
"im here for seokjin. not for any of your bullshit." jimin replied back, frowning.
"suckjin is in namjoon's room. you can see him later. for now, we have something to discuss." yoongi said inviting silently jimin to sit on the bed, making sure to be more than a meter away.
"his name is seokjin and who said i wanna waste my time into conversing with you." jimin snapped, making yoongi roll his eyes.
"stop being so mighty. i need to get jungkook out and you need your taeyong guy. we need a plan. i aint gonna pay all that money when we could simply find other ways." yoongi replied giving a dirty glare to the blond boy.
"what's your genius plan?" jimin asked boredly.
"simple. you'll seduce the guards and steal the keys. then you'll have to pass em to me and ill get them out." yoongi said, making the plan sound too easy and cliché for jimin too take in.
"you think that i will agree to be a w***e in your shitty plan? why don't you seduce the guards?" jimin scrunched his nose, showing disgust on his face.
"i wont fit the role. you will." yoongi replied shrugging his shoulders.
"so what you're trying to say is that i act like a slut and i have a high potential to become a bitch." jimin gritted his teeth, feeling quite offended.
"yes, that's exactly what i meant, yeobo." yoongi said smirking.
"f**k yourself. ill find another decent way to get taehyung out. jungkook can rot in there forever for all i know." jimin replied getting up from the bed.
"listen park. we need to work together on this. if you agree, it'll be easier for us." yoongi sternly stopped jimin from walking out.
"if we have to work together, then why are we only focusing on your plan? i have an opinion too, duh." jimin sassed unamused.
"fine. what do you propose then?" yoongi asked sighing.
"i dont know. let's just get in and kill all the police officers in there." jimin said not really bothered.
"really? do really think that's how the world works?" yoongi exclaimed exasperated.
"don't act like you don't go around killing." jimin replied locking eyes with the older.
"yeah but i kill people who only deserve to die. unlike you." yoongi answered disgusted.
"whatever." jimin said, looking at an uneasy namjoon standing next to the door.
"you're immature and spoiled, park. you can't have everything go your way." yoongi muttered lastly, kicking jimin out of the room.
"take him to see jin and don't let him stay too long." yoongi mumbled towards namjoon.
the man nodded, taking his leave as well.
"how long is he been asleep?" jimin asked eyeing his sleeping best friend.
"around 12 hours." namjoon muttered, head hanging low in shame.
"did you got him checked by a doctor?" jimin questioned, looking at the man expectedly.
"oh... no, not really." namjoon replied fearing the worst.
"ill take seokjin home and get one of our nurses to check on him. get a car ready." jimin said calmly.
"okay. ill do that." namjoon nodded, grabbing his phone and calling up one of their drivers.
"he'll be down in ten minutes. let me help you carry him." namjoon volunteered sounding too eager.
jimin gave namjoon a weirded out look but agreed.
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