24ㅣSubjugation
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“Are Namjoon and Ryua here? Let’s go to the market with Grandma.”
“Huh? Two days ago…”
“Oh, Grandma, there’s something you want to eat.”
“Yeah, I’ll just change my clothes and go.”
“No, you’re pretty now.”
Grandma smiled at our bewildered state. We relaxed a little and continued to look outside, but then the door suddenly opened and someone came in. We were startled for a moment and went into the large closet right behind us. Even though it was large, it felt cramped for two adults, and the close proximity made our hearts pound.
Peeking through the narrow gap in the door, I saw it was none other than Namjoon. He was someone we absolutely couldn't let anyone know we were here. We held our breath even more, the only sounds being Namjoon's rummaging through his things and our own breathing. My hand, trembling with nervousness, was covered by another. It was dark, so I couldn't see clearly, but I knew Jungkook was looking at me with a reassuring expression.
After a few minutes, there was no sound outside. Through the crack in the door, all I could see was darkness. Thinking he'd turned off the lights, I tapped Jungkook. We cautiously stepped outside, and amidst the stillness, a dull thud was heard. A loud, dull thud was followed by Jungkook's groaning voice, and I turned around in surprise. That's when it hit me: Namjoon hadn't left yet.
When I realized it, the lights in the room were on. The person who had turned it on seemed to be my granddaughter, and she just kept her mouth shut and watched us, probably having already heard the explanation from her grandmother. I looked to my side and saw Namjoon holding a long wooden stick, his expression terrified as he stood there, his face trembling. Jungkook had probably been hit in the arm with the stick, his right arm clenched and his expression grimacing. Realizing it was us, Namjoon tried to run, and I took the handcuffs for Jungkook, who had an injured arm, and tried to subdue Namjoon, but the size difference was too great.
Eventually, Jungkook, who had injured his arm, stepped in and subdued Namjoon. His arm appeared to be in serious condition, but he didn't show it. He held Namjoon down on the floor with his left arm and told him to call a colleague on his cell phone. I immediately called Kim Seokjin, who was at the top. As Jungkook's strength began to wane, I heard the police call.