namkookseok

Namjoon opened the door to Jungkook's office timidly. He peeked his head in and was greeted with no one. He didn't want to make Jin and Jimin wait so he stepped inside and closed the door. The office light was off so he kept it that way the only light coming from the wall windows. 

He took a seat on the leather couch pulling up his knees and laying his head against the pillow that Jungkook had bought so he could take naps here. He toyed with the string that had come up from the pillow. He pulled the loose end out. 

He looked up sharply when the office door was opened and a secretary walked in. She stopped when she saw Namjoon. She held up some papers "for Mr. Jeon," 

Namjoon stood up taking the papers from here and dismissing her. She must be new because no one just walks into this office. He placed the reports on Kookie's wooden desk. He sighed pulling out his phone and sending a text to Jungkook.

I'm here.

He waited for the response but didn't get one so he sat back down on the couch. He didn't want to be sad, but he couldn't help the fact that he was always just an object. He knew that Jungkook cared for him in his own way different to Hoseok. 

The door slammed open clattering against the wall and he looked up with raised eyebrows flinching at the sudden loud sound. Jungkook and Hoseok stood there panting with red faces clutching their knees as if they just ran.

"E-elevator wa-was taking too l-long," Seokie gasped for oxygen as he stumbled over to Namjoon and collapsing on him in a tight hug. Namjoon's waterline filled and he hugged back with just as much fierceness. He felt both of them being pulled the opposite way and was met with another broad chest. Kook held both of them pressing his lips to Joon's forehead firmly.

"I'm glad you're back," the youngest said softly. Hoseok nodded "you missed a lot, we live in a crappy apartment now," he chuckled kissing him on the lips. Namjoon nodded smiling happily with his arms around Seok and his head resting on Jungkook.

//

"So what's the plan?" Namjoon asked softly once they were all done with cuddles and gentle recurrences.

"We need you to help us get Jackson into agreeing to meet with us," Jungkook said.

Joon immediately sat up stiffer and pulled away from him; eye wide with fear and distrust.

"N-no," he said breathily.

"We need you to help, Joonie," Hoseok said placing a hand on his shoulder calmly.

"We need to talk to Jackson because we believe that Valentine talked to him," Jungkook said sternly, "we would never let him hurt you," he said reaching up to gently tangle his fingers in his hair.

"Or let him take you from us," Hoseok vowed kissing his temple with reassurance and stability.

Namjoon shifted a bit the leather couch creaking as his shoes scraped it. He looked up from his hands and saw both of his boyfriends looking at him.

"O-okay," he sighed, "what do you want me to do?" He asked not okay with the plan.

//

It felt like everything was crashing around him and now he had to ask Jackson to talk. He did so anyway because his boyfriends asked him to and they always protected him. He could protect Seok.

Arrangements were made to meet at his mansion beside the lake. Namjoon had only been there a couple of times. He had several houses and he preferred to keep that one away from the filth.

"Are you ready?" Jungkook asked stepping out of the yellowed room of their 'new' apartment. It was practically nothing. He was buttoning the cuffs of his pressed shirt.

Namjoon nodded. He too was dressed for the occasion. He was a little less dressed because Hoseok and Jungkook both had guns strapped to themselves. All he had was a small knife hissed beneath his sleeve.

"You don't have to be nervous," Kook said walking up to the elder and kissing his cheek softly "he won't do anything, I promise,"

Namjoon covered the hand that was over his and closed his eyes taking in the warmth the younger provided.

It smelled like mildew.

"I love you," Jungkook said softly almost whispering the words. Namjoon's lips curled at the ends as he fluttered his eyes open.

"I love you too," he said pressing a kiss to his mouth. He loved it.

Soon he felt someone hug his back and knew who it was. He turned around and kissed Hoseok. Then Hoseok and Jungkook kissed.

"Let's get this shit over with," Jungkook said grabbing his phone and locking the door.

Namjoon just wanted to go slower.

"Why the hurry?" Hobi asked walking out the door with Joon.

"So I can get back quicker," he said as if were obvious.

Hoseok leaned closer to Joon's head and whispered "It's probably because he wants to fuck," Namjoon laughed lightly glancing at Jungkook who narrowed his eyes at the two.

"I heard that," he said opening the door to his car.

"And you're not denying it," Hoseok defended himself opening the door for Namjoon to slide into the back.

Jungkook rolled his eyes at the two of them "perverts," he said under his breath, but the two older ones heard and laughed.

"Let's just get going. If I'm apparently wanting to get back home to fuck," he said igniting the engine and driving through the sketchy neighborhood.

//

Namjoon walked up to the giant ominous doors. They were not dark and creepy and were actually made of a lighter colored wood, but it was still creepy how he had his mansion built.

It rested on the banks of a large river with a waterfall that they drove over for a driveway. The freaking road went right over it.

Jungkook and Hoseok were right behind him as he rang the doorbell.

There was silence for the first few moments before the door was pulled open. Mark, his right-hand man, stood there unimpressed.

"Long time no see, little Joon," he said without any actual emotion in his words. He stepped back allowing the guests to enter.

Namjoon clutched the ends of his jacket waiting for the worst.

"This way," Mark said walking up a grand staircase. They all followed without any more conversation. Jungkook grabbed Namjoon's hand as they went deeper into the house.

"Knock and wait for a response," Mark said touching his hand to a door and walking off the opposite direction.

Namjoon shivered not feeling brave enough to knock. He turned to Hoseok who embraced him in a calming hug. Jungkook reached last Joon and knocked on the door twice. He was playing by Jacks rules.

"Come in," he heard the deep voice call out in the room.

Nams took a deep breath pushing the door open. Jungkook right on his heels in case the worst awaited them.

Jackson sat at the front of his desk watching the three of them enter with his eyebrow raised.

"You wanted to talk?" He asked when Hoseok closed the door as quietly as possible.

"Valentine," Jungkook said taking a step closer to Jackson.

"Sit," he said motioning towards a roundtable. "And Nams, doll, sit to my left," he said.

Joon looked at Jungkook and he nodded. He sat with his legs pressed firmly together and his back rigidly straight. Jungkook had kept his cool, but he wanted to make him bleed. Crush Jackson's fucking skull.

Jungkook sat across from Jackson and Hoseok took the seat in front of Joon.

"What do you know?" Jungkook asked.

"About what?" Jackson asked with a coy smile.

"Valentine," Jungkook snapped out the name not wanting to beat around the bush.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said teasingly wanting to see how far he could push his rival.

"I can see right through you," Jungkook said, "that smirk says you know something we don't,"

"And what's it to you?" Jackson asked tapping his nails on the wooden table.

"You're talking money, I've got plenty," he said.

Namjoon watched Hoseok flinch at how harsh his words were.

"I don't want money," Jackson grinned, "let me say goodbye to Namjoon," he said slyly.

Namjoon couldn't help the shudder ripple through him. He was a fucking pet. He knew exactly what he wanted and he would consider it rape.

"No," Jungkook gritted out. Hobi's eyes widened as he looked over at Joon who seemed to pale.

"Jungkook. You need to make a decision, after all, you are in my house," he grinned. As if on cue the door opened and his armed men filed into the room.

"You're choice...one round with Joon or little birdy's capture?" He tauntingly said.

"I...I'll do it," Namjoon squeaked out shaking. His skin began to crawl as Jackson leaned over and grabbed his shoulder.

Jackson smiled as Jungkook growled out a firm "no,"

He stood up hearing the clicking of guns. He stopped his movements and Hoseok could just see how each muscle tensed.

He reached into his pocket pressing a blue button.

"Sit on my lap, baby," he told Namjoon who had started to cry, "I want them to see,"

Jungkook tore his eyes from Joon met Hobi's a simple movement by raising a finger and clenching his fist, subtitle.

Not yet.

It was too late. He had already pushed their back up plan. He couldn't meet his eyes and he knew Jungkook caught on. He knew.

Namjoon sat on his lap and was pulled back by his waist. He cried out a bit startled.

Jungkook growled and glanced casually behind him. Five men.

He gripped the table thinking. He saw Namjoon flinch his fingers reaching towards the small knife. If he pulled it out, everything would be over. He would get shot immediately by Mark. Hoseok already called to Yoongi and Jin.

He grabbed the table firmly. It was thick enough to stop a bullet. Especially from those cheap guns, Jack buys.

He flipped it fluidly and dived behind it as he pulled Hoseok from his chair so his brains wouldn't get splattered on the wall.

Luckily Namjoon was the last target and he effectively pulled out the knife and stabbed him in the thigh and dodging behind the table.

Jungkook already had a gun trained on Jackson as Hoseok had one pointed the opposite direction in case someone tried to surprise them.

Jackson grimaced and pulled the two-inch blade from his thigh dropping it to the ground with a clatter. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" He yelled.

"Chose your words wisely. What do you know about Valentine?" Jungkook snapped back. Namjoon had slid in between Hobi and Kook for safety.

Despite the situation, he grinned "All I know is that she'll be the death of you," Jackson snarled.

"She? Who is she?" Hoseok asked clearly taken aback that it was a woman.

"You think I was stupid enough to mingle with her affairs? Fuck that shit!" He said.

"You better keep talking," Jungkook warned.

"Valentine came and asked for an alliance. I didn't give an answer, until 10 minutes before you showed up," he said.

"You filthy pig," Jungkook growled.

"I get the sweet baby," he said, "I get my pride,"

The two dominant males had a stare off, powerful intensity leaking through their pores.