Namjoon scooted away until his back hit the wall. If he was scared, he didn't show it with the scowl displayed on his face.

"If you wanna kill me, just do it already." The younger spitted out, taking the mafia boss by surprise. He didn't take the college student for a feisty one.

"Dat would be an easier way out, wouldn't it?" Jin questioned sarcastically. Apparently Namjoon didn't find the situation funny. "Why so serious, babe?"

The brunet flushed but kept that supposedly-vicious-but-not-all glare. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you could kill me at any time?"

"You keep bringin' it up. Sounds like yuh the one who wants me tuh end yuh life." The older snickered.

"It wouldn't really matter." Namjoon whispered, eyes falling on his hands fiddling with the hems of the thin blanket. Jin's expression softened but quickly recovered before the male could look up.

The mafia boss strode to the bed, leather boots loud against the hardwood floor, before sitting down on the edge with an elbow propped on his leg. Turning to look at the brunet, he smirked and pulled his hand out of his pocket. Namjoon flinched, closing his eyes... but nothing happened. With an eye squinting open, he was met with the other's... pinky.

...His pinky— wait what?

Jin held out his pinky with a playful grin. "I promise I won't kill you."

Namjoon gave him a weird look, eyes switching back and forth from the older male's finger to his devastatingly gorgeous face. "That's the most unpromising pinky promise I've ever received."

"Take it o' leave it, babe." The raven head nonchalantly shrugged.

The younger sighed, not really having a choice but to gamble with his chances. He hooked his pinky with the other's and it almost made him laugh at how unusual the situation was. It wasn't everyday that you'd get kidnapped by a mafia and form a life threatening pinky promise with the leader.

"Look, Namjoon." Jin said in such a serious manner that it made the said male snap his head up to look into those dark, menacing eyes. "I'm goin'tuh let you free. You never did anythin' wrong tuh my mafia so I don't see da point of keepin' you here any longer. But I'll do it in one condition."

He leaned in, lips close to the younger's ears. Namjoon held his breath, anticipating his next words. "Don't tell anyone or I'm puttin' an expiration date on dat promise. Got it?"

The college student swallowed a thick lump and nodded slowly.

"YUH SETTIN' HIM FREE?!" Taehyung asked incredulously.

That wasn't the first time Jin received such a shocked statement in the last couple of hours. First it was Jackson who gasped when he was ordered to blindfold his best friend before he could take him back to his dorm. Then it was Hoseok, one of the mafia leader's best gunners, who choked on his drink at the mention of Jin letting the college student go without a scratch. And then Jungkook... well, the guy was more amused than surprised when he laughed and mockingly asked "What'd he have tuh do for it? Suck yuh dick? Polish yuh daggers? Donate a hair strand to start yuh Namjoon shrine?" followed by another burst of loud hysterics. If Jin couldn't handle Taehyung's irritable personality, then he sure as hell despised the redhead's boyfriend and his barking teases.

"I'm not you, Tae. I don't go around parks capturin' pigeons and squirrels fo' pets."

"Dat was one time! And I did let 'em go."

"Only cuz Jeon forced you to."

"Whatever." The younger huffed, plopping himself on his older brother's office chair. "I'm still not fully processin' da fact dat you let da guy go unharmed."

"Unless he rats us out to law enforcement. Would suck tuh have tuh kill such an innocent life."

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This chapter sucks.

Next will be longer and better I think. 😔