(ENG)(BTS/JINCENTRIC) INNOCENCE
Chapter 21
Lee Sohan glared and looked at Jin's calm expression without any worries, then frowned thoughtfully. Noticing the surprise and worry flickering in his eyes, Jin immediately lured some more bait.
-"Don't be so surprised. Let me guess more. The real person behind Park Yerin's death is also him, right? You helped him design traps to make me a scapegoat. Honestly, I'm a bit disappointed with a boss like you."
-"Mr. Park is not wrong to say that you are not easy"- Lee Sohan slowly reassessed the man who was tied up on the chair.
-"Thank you, but I don't dare to receive your overpraise"- Kim Seokjin sneered.
-"Since you know that much, it's time to hit the road, Kim Seokjin" Lee Sohan picked up the iron rod on the ground and approached him.
The metal friction on the hard ground made the goosebumps on his body stand up. Although he appeared calm outside, his heart was beating wildly, and all the cells were shaking uncontrollably. He calculated in his head, trying to find another way to prolong the time. Suddenly, his eyes changed when he saw Hwang Yiri gently holding a small knife approaching Lee.
Noticing his strange expression, Lee turned around and quickly lifted the iron rod to stop the knife about to stab. He let out a furious scream and beat the knife with the stick, then frantically whipped Hwang Yiri with it.
Kim Seokjin was horrified to see the blood-stained dress on her body. He struggled harshly to lift his body and chair with all his might and rushed towards Lee Sohan.
There was a bitter sound of collision followed by painful groans. Kim Seokjin felt his elbow was about to break when he was hit by an iron rod. Since Kim Seokjin was tied up, he couldn't move freely. He could only grit his teeth and reluctantly turned the chair towards Lee Sohan to mitigate the constant hits of the madman. The chair didn't work for long when Lee Sohan fixed it on Jin's chest with his feet and pointed the cane towards his head. Seeing the iron stick coming, he closed his eyes tightly and cursed Kim Namjoon with all his heart. That bastard promised it would be okay, he would keep Jin safe but now look... his life was about to end soon.
"Damn it"
A few seconds when the iron reached Jin's head, a loud collision burst. The sound of punching and kicking was not very gentle. He opened his eyes and saw the large back of someone fighting very intently with Lee Sohan. Realizing who that person was, he sighed in relief and turned his eyes to evaluate Hwang Yiri. Glancing at her trembling fingers trying to move, he knew the situation was still salvageable. The sound of iron rods falling on the ground ended, leaving a relievable quietness.
Kim Namjoon, after ensuring that Lee Sohan was unconscious, quickly ran to Kim Seokjin's side. He gently helped him with the chair up and untied him. Looking at the detective's tightly furrowed brows, he burst out laughing.
-"Your eyebrows are about to stick together."
Kim Namjoon scowled even more. The detective gently squeezed the wound on his arm without any notice, making Jin utter a cry in pain.
-"Hey, does anyone treat an injured person like that?"
-"Do you even know you're injured?"- Kim Namjoon looked at his wounds and snarled-"Is your brain made from tofu? Or you're deaf, huh? I told you not to act on your own"
-"The opportunity will grow wings and fly away by the time you come"- Kim Seokjin pouted his lips and replied.
Scanning all the wounds on his face, Kim Namjoon held back the desire to hit this stubborn person. He sighed and continued to untie Jin.
After the rope was removed, Kim Seokjin gritted his teeth as he tried to get up. But quickly, he fell to his knees due to the sharp pain from his thighs.
Kim Namjoon promptly put his arm around Jin's waist to help him up, gently asking.
-"Can you go?"
Kim Seokjin stepped back to avoid physical contact with the other, gritting his teeth to confirm that he could walk on his own. Still, after the second step, his body began to shake, and he was about to fall.
Kim Namjoon got impatient. He immediately grabbed Jin's waist, thighs and lifted Jin on his hand in a princess-carry pose.
-" Stay here, or I'll throw you down."
Kim Seokjin was about to argue with the detective when he caught sight of the mint-haired guy with an irritating smirk striding forward.
-"Wow, wow, wow. The hero saves the beauty. What a romantic scene."
If Jin's leg didn't hurt, he really wanted to stomp on the smug face that just spit out the "sweet" comment.
-"There's no time. Hurry up and take care of this place. See you tomorrow"- Kim Namjoon ignored Min Yoongi's interested gaze, hastily handing over the job.
Yoongi glanced around the warehouse and frowned in disgust.
-"Fuck, you enjoy your damn romance and let me be the coolie to clean up this mess? You asshole. Wait until this shit is done. I'll calculate both capital and interest."
Kim Namjoon grinned with a "Thank you" and quickly led Seokjin to the car. He gently helped the injured sit in the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt carefully, and settled into the driver's seat. Before the wheelchair rolled, he looked at Jin gasping for pain, and stated firmly.
-"Stay at my house tonight."
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