It's been quiet, too quiet. Jimin peels at some skin on his lip, watching you sleep. His eyes darting to his five month daughter in your belly before closing his eyes and putting his hands on his face.
Kim Shin as of yesterday, got every single piece of his son. His heart, his fingers, his ears, everything and yet. There was silence. It was driving Jimin insane. He hasn't been sleeping, hasn't been eating. He's been drinking and smoking consistently. His eight pack slowly withering away to nothing as he sits and waits.
He has half a mind to just call Kim Shin out. Just a one on one. Two guns, one bullet in the chamber but he can't because he has to be with you. He has to protect you and his little girl. Jimin fixes the comforter on your body, his hand rubbing at your belly before sighing. He needs to get revenge on Kim Shin for the both of you, he just fucking has to.
You groan in your sleep before moving. His hand on your stomach as his daughter kicks inside of you. He smirks as your lips part once more, falling back to sleep. He owed you his everything. The love enrapturing his heart was so big it could fill the vast seas. Finding out he had a princess on the way, his breath caught in his throat. He cried for hours, his lips repeatedly thanking you for this gift of his little girl. It only fueled his heart, he needed to keep you both safe. But, how could he keep you safe when you were laying ducks.
"Let's go away." Jimin tells you as you eat breakfast. Your head tilting to him as he sips his screwdriver.
"Yeh?" Jimin puts down his newspaper, his hands over yours making you drop your chopsticks.
"Let's just leave. I have money, let's just fucking go. I'll buy a house anywhere." You swallow your food before furrowing your eyebrows.
"Jimin, listen, I know you feel guilty and you're nervous-" He shoves his chair back roughly before putting his hands on his hips.
"You can't run away, we have to see this through and then I'll go anywhere you want me to." You tell him putting the linen napkin on the table. He paces the bedroom, his eyes on the floor as he puts his lips into a straight line.
"What if I send you somewhere first? I send you to Japan or-or Malaysia? Hmm?" But, he knows what you're going to say. Because, you love him.
"I'm not leaving you." He scoffs putting his head back.
"But, it's best for my angel!" He says loudly, that was the new nickname for his unborn daughter. His little angel and you thought it was apt.
"You couldn't take it if you were away from us." He puts his hands on his knees, licking at his lips as he looks at you.
"If you were safe, I could take it." You click you teeth as he cards his fingers through his hair.
"You don't know I would be safe." To which he can only agree. He needs to see you to know. His mind just making up any old thing to get you away from danger.
"I know." He mumbles before walking over to you and kissing you gently.
"Eat." You mumble against his lips.
"I'm not hungry."
"Eat the fucking toast." You say pulling away. He sighs before grabbing the toast and shoving it into his mouth.
"Fucking turning into bones. I don't want to fuck bones." You say before standing up, Jimin smiles at your comment as you walk into the closet. His head lulling back as he chuck the rest of the toast onto you plate.
"Yeah, well I don't want to fucking worry about my girls." He mumbles before slinging back the rest of his drink.
Jimin stares at his little angel's nursery. His legs crossed as he leans against the doorway. His eyes hazily looking over the purple walls. He sighs gently leaning his head against the door before looking at the lion stuffed animals in the corner. The room was perfectly clean, smelling of fresh laundry.
"What're you doing?" Yoongi asks Jimin as he exits the medical room. Jimin cranes his head to his older friend before smirking.
"Looking at angel's room." Yoongi hums happily before folding his arms.
"You okay?" He asks, stepping forward. His head cocking to the side as he takes in Jimin's face. He had bags under his eyes, his face was puffy from all the alcohol intake and he looked like he was barely put together.
"I'm fine. I just want Kim Shin to make himself known so I can fucking stab him in the neck." Yoongi nods before taking a sharp breath between his teeth.
"Got you nervous?" Jimin pushes off of the door frame before closing the nursery and nodding.
"Very nervous. I'm fucking dying here, hyung." He nods putting his lips into a straight line.
Your scream was blood curdling. The sound piercing Jimin's ears as he stiffens.
"BABY!" His hand shoving off of the wall as he takes a sharp breath.
"Y/N?!" His feet are so fast.
"No! No! No! No!" He mumbles audibly as he descends the stairs. His heart was beating in his ear, his body feeling hot and cold at the same time. He fucking KNEW something was going to happen! HE KNEW IT!
"KITTEN!" He screams as he reaches the second floor.
His hand on the railing as he pulls out his gun. His eyes craning into the sitting room. You were there, your back to the wall both hands over your mouth. A cheetah, a live fucking cheetah stepping towards you with a dead lion's head chained to it's neck. The cheetah growls, the low rumble making Jimin go wide eyed as you squeeze your eyes shut.
"Oh my fucking God!" Jimin mumbles descending the stairs. Yoongi's eyes glancing at the open doorway before pulling out his own gun.
"Hey. Hey there." Jimin calls calmly to the cheetah.
He wants that attention off of you, immediately. You want to attack someone, attack him. The big feline turns towards him, the speed of his turn has lion blood splattering onto your white dress. You slowly inch your way to the floor, your hand on your stomach as you gasp gently. Jimin's eyes flitting over to you before looking back at the cat.
"Hey." The cheetah bares its sharp teeth, it's long prickled tongue running over his canines.
"I look tasty? Come here." Jimin mutters to the cat. The cat flexes it's paws, it's hind legs bending before jumping up in the air. A loud gunshot is heard before the cat falls out of the air. The mouth of Yoongi's gun rolling with smoke. Jimin aims at the cheetah before shooting it twice more for good measure.
"Baby?" Jimin asks quietly, staring at the large cat on his wooden floor. You whimper, opening your eyes and looking at your husband.
"I want you to be a very, very good girl for me. Okay? I want you to go upstairs to angel's room and lock the door. Okay?" Jimin says calmly holding out his hand. His eyes never leaving the cat. Yoongi steps down the stairs before swinging the door closed and pressing his back to it before sighing.
"Come on, Kitten." Jimin whispers before pushing his foot against the dead cat. You grab onto the wall, the lion carvings helping you up as your legs shake.
"Good girl." Jimin says before taking a glance at you. There were footsteps. Heavy footsteps from up above as the rest of the team comes to the second story balcony.
"Oh fuck." Taehyung mumbles before descending the stairs half way and jumping over the banister. His feet handing next to Jimin's as he bends down to the cheetah.
"I know it's really scary, baby. But, I need you to get a move on." Jimin was calm, so calm it was terrifying. But, he was ready. This was the first sign that Kim Shin was coming. You squeal gently jumping over the cat's body. Jimin holds his arm out letting you curl into his side as he presses his lips to your forehead, his eyes still on the cheetah.
"Come on." He whispers before pulling your body with his into the entryway.
"Who opened the door?" He asks into your ear gently.
"I-It was already o-open. Someone broke the lock." He hums before looking up at Jeongguk, Jeongguk is quick to pull out his gun as Jimin helps you up the stairs.
Jimin is working fast. He throws four water bottles into his daughter's crib before looking at you.
"You stay in here until I come and get you. Do you understand me?" He asks before throwing towels into the crib.
"It could be a few hours, it could be a day or two." Mirae enters handing Jimin some fruit and small protein bars.
"Kitten. You hear me?" He asks you as you lean against the wall.
"I hear you." You whisper watching as he checks his Rolex.
"Good." He throws the food from Mirae into the crib.
"Go downstairs and stay in your room." He tells the older woman who nods and scurries off out of sight. Jimin sighs running his fingers through his hair before closing the door. His eyes are on you in a second, taking in your growing form before pressing his lips into a straight line.
"I love you." He says clearly before wrapping his arms around you. You want to cry, you want to scream. You were so scared, you can't imagine how he's feeling.
"I love you, too. Please, be safe! We need you." You mumble into his neck, he smirks before pulling away and kissing your lips. The warmth of him feels like forever and a second all at once.
"I would never do anything if I knew I wouldn't be able to see you again. Hmm?" He whispers running his thumb over your cheek.
"HYUNG! I GOT SHADOWS ON 12!" He hears Jeongguk scream loudly.
"Stay in here, read to the baby. Sleep. Do anything but don't come out." You nod to him as your eyes prick with tears. Jimin kisses you once more, his arms around your body as he holds you to him tightly. He falls to his knees, rubbing your belly before pressing his lips to his angel.
"Be good for mommy while daddy is gone." His forehead pressing to your belly before gritting his teeth and standing up.
"I love you, Kitten." You wipe at your cheeks before folding your arms.
"I love you, too!" He kisses you quickly before grabbing his gun off of the white dresser.
"Stay in here." He says before opening the door.
His eyes on yours as he shuts the door behind him. His hands grab at the wall unit before grunting as he shuts the door from sight. The wall in front of the door making it seem like it isn't there. He puts his gun in his mouth, biting down as he fixes the candelabra on the wall. Locking it in place so it couldn't be opened. He looks over his work before sighing. He grabs his gun out of his mouth before closing his eyes. "Okay." He mumbles.
Jimin descends the stairs, hearing heavy grunts in the living room.
"Put it up on the fucking tri-pod!" Yoongi yells to Seokjin before groaning. The military authorized automatic machined gun aimed at the door finally as Yoongi puts his hands on his hips.
"Where's Y/N's sister?" He asks Jin as Jeongguk and Taehyung set up the next machine gun.
"In the tunnel." Jimin nods to Jin as he helps Namjoon string up the rounds of bullets on the gun.
"I saw shadows of cars. Don't know if they're ours or theirs." Jeongguk tells Jimin as he fixes the gun. Jimin hangs up the belt of bullets on the guns before walking into the kitchen. His eyes looking out at the back garden as he opens up the liquor cabinet.
"They're ours!" Jeongguk yells to Jimin as multiple voices flood through the house.
The lions den was full. Jimin grabs two full bottles of whisky before walking back out to the sitting room. The new bodies in the living room taking off their shirts to show their branding iron tattoos. An unfamiliar face graces Jimin's presence as he strides closer.
"Who's that?" He asks as the man turns around showing his scar. It was fresh, the scar still scabbed and bleeding in some places. He takes a swig of the whisky before handing the bottles to Yoongi.
"I'm Youngmin, Boss." Jimin sticks out his neck at the name.
"Never heard of you. Turn around." He tells the guy as he perches himself between the two machine guns. The room was silent now, the six other original members from the lion's den all looking at each other confused. Youngmin does as told, his knees beginning to shake which Jimin is quick to see. Jimin slaps the brand making Youngmin groan loudly before narrowing his eyes at the flesh. His eyes glazing over it, the lions head was right. The teeth were right, the outline was right and yet.
Jimin pulls out his gun, "Where's the crow's feet?"
Jeongguk's fingers dance over his own scar before closing his eyes.
"What?"
"The brand. Where's the crow's feet? Get on your knees." Jimin knocks the guy's legs out from underneath him.
"Namjoon, why don't you tell our friend here what the branding mark should have." Namjoon sits up, elbows on his knees as he takes a sip of whisky.
"Lion's head with sharp teeth, two small birds on either side with olive branches in their mouths, crow's feet below the lion, and an olive branch outline." Jimin nods.
"Where are the crow's feet?" Youngmin opens his mouth and Jimin shoots him in the back of the head.
"I thought so." His jaw tight as the crew pulls his body out of Jimin's sight.
"Even sending cheetahs with fake brands. He must be furious." Jimin comments before grabbing the bottle of whisky and chugging it. He looks over at the rest of his crew, all familiar faces which he finds comfort in.
"Do I have to check anyone else?"
"No, Boss!" The sound was unison as Jimin sits down before putting his gun in his lap.
"I want men at every window, every door. You do not leave this house until Kim Shin is dead. Do you understand me?" The yes was resounding as the broken front door swings open from the wind.
