"You'd hurt him for me? That's stupid! You can't do that." Shit, why was he yelling at the mob boss? He winced and sat back down, catching himself before he got worked up properly. Hobi would do that for him? Oh no. He fucked up all the time. He was so bad at everything. He lowered his head and hissed. "I really suck at everything, Min Yoongi. Please don't make Hobi in charge of me, I'll get him hurt."

He would rather be punished than Hobi. He got out of his chair and dropped down, bowing to him despite how much it hurt his back to stretch out like that. "Please, sir, please. I can't get Hobi hurt."