Jimin's P.O.V.
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Stepping into the cold warehouse, I subconsciously felt myself step closer to Jungkook as we trailed behind Taehyung. My heart was having trouble beating in this eerie location. The side of the city we live in was not the safest to begin with. I was used to growing up hearing the wailing of police sirens, violent shouting in the streets past midnight, and running home before sundown or else. It's never been my intention to get involved in this type of stuff, but Taehyung and Jungkook really wanted me to join. We're all first years at SuChin high school and we all met at orientation. Ever since that day we've become friends and share English class together. After a while, I knew Taehyung had involved himself in something that wasn't legal. Then one day he asked us to join the gang he had entered in.
"The guys are really cool! They all look out for each other and it's really fun," Taehyung said with a grin. He was sitting backwards in his seat, talking to the both of us before class started.
"I don't know...why are you even in it?" I asked to see him shrug.
"We've all got our reasons." He looked at Jungkook who seemed to be deep in thought. We stared at him silently before he began nodding with a small smile.
"Yeah, I'm up for it. I need something new." Jungkook immediately high fived Taehyung to my dismay. This didn't sound like a good idea at all.
"Jeon Jungkook!" I frowned. I was technically older than all of them despite being in the same grade. They knew I didn't approve, but they sadly didn't care.
"You're no fun, Hyung." Jungkook tossed a mechanical pencil in the air. "Come on. Taehyung says it's fun."
"Thank you! Besides, Jimin, we never get caught. We're smart about things, but we need more people if we want to be more creative." Taehyung lowered his voice before speaking again, "After school, follow me."
"You're coming!" Jungkook grinned as Taehyung nodded enthusiastically. I didn't disagree any further than that. They were my friends, so I trusted them, but I still wasn't too keen on the idea.
When the school day ended, and it came time to follow Taehyung, I was nervous to no end. I wanted to trust him, but he never mentioned where we were going. The main thing that created my fear about joining the gang was the possibility of it messing up my chances to become a dancer. Not that I had any chances. Classes costed money and I have none of that. My parents can't afford it and it's just a stupid dream I have anyway. It's embarrassing to dance in public, but I felt like placing myself in an environment where everyone is there to learn dance is meant for me. Not that Jungkook or Taehyung will ever know. No one will know. It's stupid. I'm not even that good.
"Where are we going?" I whined as we followed Taehyung down the train tracks.
"Somewhere!" He laughed. That's the same answer he's been giving me during this whole time.
"Don't worry, Jimin-a. You know this side of the city. We're heading toward the abandoned old places," Jungkook said while balancing himself on one of the rails, placing one foot in front of the other with ease.
"Yeah..." I sighed with no satisfaction. I was able to figure that much out all on my own, but I needed more information. Taehyung kept walking happily, humming a tune as the gravel crunched beneath his feet.
The walk took almost half an hour and that led us all to the warehouse. We all stood in front of the haunting building. It left a shiver running down my spine as I stared at it. The windows looked like empty cold eyes, the mouth being the large door frame that felt like a portal into darkness. There was a lot of trash around the site and construction supplies that were never used. Taehyung gave us a giant smile, showing me the happy memories he's must have formed at this place. It was the exact opposite of how I was feeling. I never imagined a horrifying place could be someone's salvation.
"I found this place for the gang. I'm very proud of it so please respect it." Taehyung walked forward into the warehouse. Jungkook followed after while I hesitated. Though trash remained stuck in the little nature there was around here and it being an abandoned location, I could almost see it the way Taehyung did. I'd like to see this place through his eyes. If the chipping paint was freshly coated to him and if the sky was bluer or the sun was brighter. If the air was fresher and lighter.
That's how we're here now. My feelings have slightly changed over the situation, but I was still unsure. I promised myself at this moment to still keep my basic morals. Things might change for me now that I've entered inside this large vicinity, but I can't let who I really am slip away. I came here for Taehyung and Jungkook. Once we came into the warehouse, I noticed a large portion of the roof wasn't completed. Light from the sun came down onto a specific area in the building. There was a table with five seats and two of them were filled. I felt my body freeze right away to know that we weren't alone.
"Hey guys! I brought them!" Taehyung waved at them.
One of the guys facing away from us turned around to see what Taehyung had brought. He appeared tall in his seat, setting himself in high power while the other slouched. His hair was parted slightly to the left with one side swooping over the left, but not blocking his face. It was colored purple while the other had red hair. The purple haired man stood up and eyed us down. Glancing at Jungkook, he was responding with a smile. With everything going on so fast, I didn't know how to react. So, I behaved like I usually would.
"Hello, my name is Park Jimin! Please take care of us." I quickly bowed my head to hear him scoff.
"We'll need two more chairs!" The red head grinned in excitement. "I'm Jung Hoseok."
"Jeon Jungkook." The black-haired male next to me bowed.
"Kim Namjoon." The purple haired man walked over to us. I had calmed down slightly, but the atmosphere still felt so intense. "Relax, we're not a dangerous gang. We're just helping each other out and getting easy money doing jobs. Just don't ask if they're legal or not and you'll be good."
"Sounds good." Jungkook laughed at the joke while Taehyung looked so happy about us finally meeting his other close friends.
Suddenly the tension in the room was dissipating into thin air. I felt like it was easier to breathe and that I didn't have to prepare myself to run. They didn't appear to be the criminals I'd thought they'd be. Then again, Taehyung did say kind things about them. Maybe things won't be so bad. Smiling back at everyone in the room, it all felt good. Then I heard two voices coming in from a hallway near the table Jung Hoseok was sitting at. Two men came out, one with a friendly face and the other looking distant. The friendlier male had light pink hair while the colder one had black hair with dark green streaks.
"Hey Seokjin, Yoongi. We got two new ones," Kim Namjoon called out at them. "They're gonna make things run a lot smoother." He grinned at the two, but the green streaks ignored us as he walked over to the table.
"We'll see," He replied. The other one on the other hand walked up to us with his hands in his pockets. Jungkook and I bowed first before he did too.
"I'm Kim Seokjin. It's hard to forget my name when you've got a face like this." He smirked while Namjoon laughed at disbelief at his friend's words. It appeared as if everyone was used to this from him. I was a bit surprised from how bold his statement was.
"Ah, this is great! Now you've met everyone." Taehyung hugged Jungkook and I. "You guys came just in time. We have a deal going on tonight."
"A deal?" Jungkook and I asked, but with very different tones.
"It'll be easy." Namjoon cracked his neck to let out a satisfying sigh. "You have the crate ready, Seokjin?"
"It's loaded in the car," He said in a much more serious tone. Yoongi and Hoseok immediately got up from their seats and started walking over towards us. It all became intimidating again.
Taehyung pulled out a piece of paper with a written address and random numbers on it. They started working together on how the plan would go down to make sure no one would get caught or hurt. I stared in awe as Namjoon told everyone their actions for tonight with complete confidence. It was admirable, and I could see more of what Taehyung saw in this place and the members. My hesitation was still rooted in me though. Jungkook nudged my shoulder and stepped into the circle, asking what his job was for tonight. Then our jobs were assigned for as long as the gang was together.
Kim Namjoon was of course, the leader. I couldn't imagine him being anything besides that. Kim Seokjin was the get-away driver that had a large truck we could all fit into. Min Yoongi knew how to get our supply and was considered second in command if anything were to happen to Namjoon or if he wasn't around. Jung Hoseok was the distraction for the gang that could also ease tension if one of their deals got aggressive. I was set as spy since I was light on my feet and small as they put it. Kim Taehyung handled setting up the deals and finding new buyers. Jeon Jungkook was then set as the muscle for any needed situation.
It felt strange to be put in a team to sell drugs or just vandalize city property for fun. Taehyung found it thrilling though and had a giant duffle bag full of spray paint in the warehouse. Jungkook was trying to fit in and looked happy with his progress with the other members. When we first met him, he was extremely introverted, but Taehyung managed to make him come out of that. I was trying to get used to my new life after school now. My parents wouldn't need to know and at least I had my friends with me. Plus, the other members went to the same school as me.
After tonight, our first job apparently went the smoothest its ever been. Namjoon split the money fairly to my surprise. I would have expected him to give more money to the older members and barely give some to Jungkook and I. Instead, he kindly handed us a generous sum from the deal. It never occurred to me that drugs could be so expensive. It was a shocking amount and an idea came to mind when the money landed into my hands. What if I continued this and eventually got enough money to take dance classes? This could possibly help me. I could actually have a chance.
Seokjin drove us all home so we didn't have to wander around this dangerous side unarmed. Taehyung wouldn't stop talking about tonight and Jungkook occasionally made some comments. All I did was stare out the window into the sky, thinking about my new future. I didn't quite know how life would go on for me, but this gang might be able to help me. It was at that moment that I realized something. Our side of town could be seen as scary and the warehouse appeared that way to me. Dark, cold, and mysterious. The same could be said for the night time. I paid attention to the night sky, thinking on the fact that despite it being like a dark vacuum, it was still a beautiful sight to see. Its mesmerizing stars that only appear when times get 'scary' and the glowing moon watching over us protectively. This must be what Taehyung sees. It's beautiful.