“Why was your phone on silent, Son?” Minjae asked his son, his back pressed against the alley wall, eyeing the few people that slip into his vision before returning his attention back at his son, who was busy chewing on his bottom lip. Namjoon wasn’t shocked about the question, he honestly expected it because Namjoon could fool many people with different race, different view of life, and different status, but someone he can never trick is his own father. “I turned it off… I was…” Namjoon took a deep breath, running his tongue over his dry bottom lips before lolling his head back, meeting his father’s eyes. “I was with Seokjin and I didn’t want anyone to disturb us. I thought everything was going to run smoothly since I checked in with …show more content…
Namjoon restrain himself from rolling his eyes. “Because I can bet with my life that this is going to repeat. You are going to make another fucking mistake and it’s all going to be because of that Cock Sucker.” “Jin didn’t tell me to shut off my phone. I did it on my own free will and I did it knowing full well shit could happen,” Namjoon countered. “Stop blaming him. I rather you blame me instead.” “That’s rather noble, Son,” Minjae scoffed, letting go of his son with a harsh shove. Namjoon caught himself before tripping on his own feet and landing on the floor. “Where the fuck you learn that from because I am damn sure it wasn’t from me.” “I am very much aware,” Namjoon deadpanned. “Don’t let that shit happen again, Namjoon,” Minjae finalized. Namjoon knew his father knew that they was no point in crying over spilled milk. Yes, it was a big mistake in Namjoon’s part, but at least, Hanbin knew it was Namjoon’s fault and not his father. It wasn’t like everyone knew, it was a simple issue that was dealt with quietly and easily. Five lives were lost, yes, but lives were always in danger in their line of work and if it wasn’t those five, it would be another five from another department. It’s not like Minjae had any connection with them, Namjoon was pretty sure only Namjoon knew their name and family. “I am serious,” Minjae added, pausing his walking as he turned his head and peek over at his son from above
“Shoteka! We can not go around starting fights with the Choctaw boys. Who knows what will happen!” She scolded me. I put my hands up defensively.
“Be careful, he’s not like us. I don’t want to see you get roped into anything.”
A glow entered the view of my peripherals. “Watch your eyes, Ed. It’ll be okay. He said we’d be safe here.”
“You cannot do this for your plan would throw everything off balance and cause so many issues for anyone to handle!” Chionothyella yells at him,
He let out a chuff of laughter. "...it's kinda funny, Gize." he withdrew the dagger from his pocket, it was old but well maintained, "the same guy responsible for making us leave, in a way he's also responsible for getting us home." A tear rolled down his cheek.
“Shh!” gestured the Godmother, looking directly at Inge. “Keep your voice down, will you? The Wrights are still sleeping, and last thing they need is you raising your voice.”
"Actually, Pierson thinks you're staying at friends house. " Jax responds. "You little bastards. " I say while trying to get out of the ropes.
“I am just claiming what is rightfully mine baby” He said calmly as the jalopy came slowly to a halt. “We’re here.”
"You really did yourself in this time," Jin commented, examining Jimin's wound as the man laid across the cold steel table, as if he were about to cut open for an autopsy. "How'd you get it?"
“Why are you doing this? I don’t understand why you would threaten a poor boy just to get to me”,said Vayle
In a tiny little park, in a small urban town, amongst the busy sidewalks of Merchant Row, the entrance to the magical land of Falken Dell stands open. Not that anybody can see the darkened sinister gateway at the base of an ancient tree, with its glowing edges. "Who left this open!” the caretaker yells. "This is happening way too often and I'm getting sick of it," he said as he closes the door in frustration. The glowing light blinks out in the shadow of the grotto in the park, made up of hundreds of tree branches forming a makeshift cave.
“Naruto…” She warned. He laughed. “You look good too. But if I told you out there, you would probably have passed out. I could've broken the seal when I saw you.”
The husband slowly puts the phone away. And than hugs his wife, both of them sobbing. As they stayed there in silence they both have a tear in their life that they could not repair. As they stay there the husband can’t handle the thought that his son will be killed in at least 48 hours by the people he works for.
“Look, Rolfe. Truth is…I couldn’t have made it out there. Believe me, I wanted to.”
“Well, I didn’t kill anyone and I have two children as well.” The teacher’s hope was leaving.