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"What the actual fuck? You broke my fucking ribs Seokjin!" Gasped Min Suga as Nie Namjun helped him sit gingerly. The blonde shrugged his broad shoulders indifferently while he quickly and cautiously lifted an unconscious Kim Mitzuki from the edge of the firepit, glad they'd prepared his body against the flames though the baseball bat had left quite a lump on his head.
"One. It's called improvisation bitch, and two, your arrival looked too good, too timed. We ought to have had you come from further away 'cause I heard your bike start. May not have been obvious on the tape but this makes it believable. What's done is done, I need the fingerprints of you and loverboy here to finalize your documents. We'll delete all traces of your current identities and send the information as proof to Izuka. Your bike is a sacrifice to the god of death, she's gone now just like Min Suga and Min Yoongi are gone, just like Kim Mitzuki is gone."
Seokjin carefully checked over the brunette before taking him into the house to clean him up indicating for Namjun to bring Yoongi in as well.
The quartet hadn't been in the house for long, maybe forty-five minutes, when they heard yelling from outside, a loud crash as the kitchen door slammed open and cracking as the coloured lead glass breaking as the door bounced off the wall and crashed back into its frame.
"OI! BRO, YOU HERE YOON? I SEE YOUR PRETTY BIKE OUT THE FRONT! WHO WRECKED HER BRO, DO I NEED TO KILL SOMEONE? OI 'JOO-OON, JIN! GET YOUR HOT ASSES THE FUCK OUT HERE, I FOUND A SURPRISE IN THE YARD FOR YA!!"
An unfamiliar voice echoed to two of the four in the upstairs bedroom. The youngest was beginning to come around from the knock on his head but the yelling startled him into a panicked state of wakefulness and he trembled with fear. Yoongi's eyes shot lasers as he imagined burning holes in him.
"Go tell your loud ass cousin to calm the fuck down." Grimaced Yoongi. His ribs were bound and he was still in pain because he wouldn't rest like he was told to because he desperately wanted to make sure Mitzuki was alright before he took the pain relief pills and rested.
"Hey man calm down, he's YOUR brother, you go get him." Sassed Namjun, earning a snort of laughter from his husband and another icy glare from his cousin.
"Step-brother, thank you very fucking much! Besides, YOUR husband broke my ribs, so you go fucking get him and tell him to stop being so fuc-"
"AISH, YOU BRAT! STOP YELLING AND GET YOUR ASS UP HERE WITH YOUR SURPRISE! WE GOT A SURPRISE FOR YOU TOO, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Yoongi and Namjun's spat was cancelled by Seokjin yelling down the stairs to the unseen intruder.
"FINE BUT I'M DRAGGING THIS BASTARD WITH ME!" Came the voice followed by the sounds of what was two people coming up the stairs, one reluctantly.
"WHATEVER. JUST GET UP HERE BRAT!" Yelled back Seokjin. With all the yelling going on Mitzuki had started to come around, his head pounding from the smoke he'd inhaled as well as from being dehydrated.