“Your time is up..”

•Warning•

Yoongi's POV

It is just me and Namjoon doing the work this time. Hoseok had a hangover from clubbing too much till he drops, so we decided to visit his mansion first to check if he's fine. As soon as we entered the master's bedroom, we saw him sleeping with three women. We both want to smack our friend but we have a work to do so, we let him sleep.

I am driving while Namjoon uses his laptop to track the location which is hard find because the area is secluded. "Turn left to that street" Namjoon points at the direction, eyes still on his laptop. "Hey Joon, let me kill the man all by myself" I said. "Sure hyung, do you know him somehow?"

"No, I don't know him in particular but he reminds me of someone. People like him piss me off." We received a mail this morning to kill an old man, as I read his background my blood can't help but to boil. He reminds me of a person I want to erase from my memory, a person who I used to call 'Dad'.

"That's it! that's the house" it's a semi-bungalow house surrounded by a nice garden, I parked the car a few meters away from the house. And we started preparing, we wore masks and also gloves so that the cops can't track our fingerprints. For today's murder, I'll use a small knife to keep everything silent.

Namjoon kicked the wooden door harshly, and we barge into the house. We gagged by the strong smell of liquor and cigarettes, the garden outside looks pleasing but it is the opposite of this bungalow, it looks disgusting like this old man who is now kneeling in front of me trying to free his wrist from Namjoon's grip.

"I'll give you 3 seconds to say your last words" I said while I'm playing with my knife, the man started laughing. "You think you'll scare me by doing this? I probably murdered hundreds of innocent people more than you did, even my own children and do you think-"

I can't stand hearing his raspy voice anymore so stabbed his throat. Namjoon releases his grip, letting the man lay down on the floor, his blood running beside the empty bottles of liquor. "Your time is up. And we only kill worst monsters like you, so yes you probably murdered more people than us." Namjoon grabs his knife from his back pocket then stab it on the man's chest.

"Hey! Didn't I tell you i'll kill him by myself?"

"Yes but who the fuck would kill his own children?!" Namjoon shrugs. We went out of the bungalow as soon as this man let out his last breath.

After a few hours drive, we waited at some alley just like the last time to get our bags of money. I drove Namjoon back to his own mansion and drive next to mine. I checked the time, 7:00pm it's still early but I guess i'll sleep early today after a nice bath and dinner.

But as I went upstairs, my door was hanging open. As I rushed into my room my heart shatters the moment I saw my brother, my files are all scattered, messages from my boss flashes in my laptop. My heart aches even more when I saw a little Pomeranian dog playing and biting my Pengsoo plushie.

The plushie that gives me comfort, the thing witnessed those precious moments with him.

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