"I just did all of this without asking Yoongi so what do you think?"
"Tae, please. Don't provoke." Jimin didn't want to get hurt, especially now that they had no leverage. He simply unwrapped a candy bar and shoved it in Tae's mouth next time he talked. Seemed like the only way to stop him.
Namjoon pulled out his phone and sent a text
Got the names, come meet me in the room where Jimin is being held. :P
"He'll be on his way. Then we can all talk together."
Tae grumpily munched on his candy bar, propping his chin up on Jimin's shoulder to hold him and to be able to keep him safe, just in case. At the very least, they had a few more moments together like this. That was worth it, wasn't it?
Min Yoongi walked in and Tae eyed him critically. He didn't look so scary. Mostly short. His face was pretty soft. But he remembered how scared he'd been when the man looked right at him, gun or no gun, so he supposed it wasn't a question of looks.
"You think we should talk?" Yoongi looked at Namjoon, raising his eyebrows.
"We can do it here. I'm creating trust. It's a thing, work with me." Namjoon smiled as he bit into one of his own candy bars. What? He was also hungry. "We have the names but as we discussed before, we're going to protect them. Especially since these guys are nasty fuckers. You won't be surprised when you hear who it is."
Jimin leaned in against Tae, his candy bar gone and his arms around his friend, wanting desperately to keep him safe from any attacks.
"Ah." That really was not surprising. Suga glanced over at the two boys for a moment, just holding on to each other as if it could save them from drowning and he pushed back the thoughts that Namjoon had put into his head. Comparing these two to him and Namjoon. Kind of took him back. "I've told you I want to shoot Cheon's dick off before, I'm pretty sure I remember that. But no one likes Cheon. He can't have had that info on his own accord."
"There's other names but Cheon told Jimin that Hobi's bar was where the coke was so he must have gotten it from someone. There's definitely a rat, I just don't know how to narrow it down." Namjoon took another bite of his candy bar, idly looking over at the two boys clinging to each other for safety. "I have some ideas, we can discuss them later but I think the kids deserve some slack, yeah? They told us. Eventually. We can let them sleep in here and then tomorrow we work out how to go forward."
"Fair enough." He always hated when Namjoon was right, although he had always kind of known that he was right about this. It was complicated, he didn't want to be weak, he couldn't be weak. It was easier when he let Namjoon talk him into giving in. "I'll think about what to do. Might have a war on our hands after all."
He turned to look at Tae, nodding his head at him. "You see anyone else?"
"...someone. Maybe."
"Think about whether that maybe is a definitely and if you could identify him." With that Yoongi headed for the door, pausing before opening it. "You two eat ramen?"
"...yeah. Jimin likes chicken."
"Let them have ramen." Whatever. He headed outside, holding the door for Namjoon, already giving him a look, daring him to say anything.
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"Tae, please. Don't provoke." Jimin didn't want to get hurt, especially now that they had no leverage. He simply unwrapped a candy bar and shoved it in Tae's mouth next time he talked. Seemed like the only way to stop him.
Namjoon pulled out his phone and sent a text
Got the names, come meet me in the room where Jimin is being held. :P
"He'll be on his way. Then we can all talk together."
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Min Yoongi walked in and Tae eyed him critically. He didn't look so scary. Mostly short. His face was pretty soft. But he remembered how scared he'd been when the man looked right at him, gun or no gun, so he supposed it wasn't a question of looks.
"You think we should talk?" Yoongi looked at Namjoon, raising his eyebrows.
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Jimin leaned in against Tae, his candy bar gone and his arms around his friend, wanting desperately to keep him safe from any attacks.
"Suga, man, it's Cheon. That gross fuck boy."
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He turned to look at Tae, nodding his head at him. "You see anyone else?"
"...someone. Maybe."
"Think about whether that maybe is a definitely and if you could identify him." With that Yoongi headed for the door, pausing before opening it. "You two eat ramen?"
"...yeah. Jimin likes chicken."
"Let them have ramen." Whatever. He headed outside, holding the door for Namjoon, already giving him a look, daring him to say anything.