wore an exquisite black designer suit topped with a black tie, encasing the weaponry stuffed beneath. the boys gathered behind him, trailing together as a group as they got in line to enter the bar. each one wore a suit identical to namjoon, hiding guns in their socks, or pants.

"id?" the guard asked, letting out a hand.

namjoon pulled out a gun, and held it straight to his head, "are we good?"

the man shivered, nodding his head. making way for the seven to enter.

as they entered, the bitter smell of alcohol and sweat made way around them. smoke twisted around the building, spiraling and swirling, colored by the variety of flashing lights.

thousands of conversations with slurred sounds resounded, shielded by thick rock music. girls were crying in corners, men and women were drunk and wobbling around. a mix of sadness and happiness, drunk games and couples in rooms.

namjoon averted his eyes, leaning against the counter, "a beer."

the glasses tinkle, as the bartender pours the drink for him. the bartender slid the drink over. namjoon lifted it off the counter, taking a sip.

"yah!" jin flicked his forehead, "we haven't met exo and your trying to get drunk already."

namjoon waved his hand over to a table where a group of twelve boys sat. each one had different colored vibrant hair just like them and gave off the dark vibe of a gang. they were all dressed in fancy black designer suits embellished with a red tie.

as namjoon strolled over to them, he set his glass on the counter, running his hand through his freshly combed hair.

"good evening suho." namjoon drawled, as he gestured to the blonde-haired man who had already taken his seat.

with a wave of his hand, suho gestured for the others to sit down. each one of the boys took a seat, with namjoon sitting across from suho.

"guns out in front." suho announced, placing his gun in front of him as a common courtesy in order to prevent any accidents.

"we want to be allies with you." suho spoke as they had placed all the guns on the table.

"you know bangtan is hesitant on allies." namjoon challenged, "why should we ally with you."

namjoon rested his hand on the table. his eyes spoke for him, as he peered straight into suho's soul.

"the threat with ikon has been increasing lately." suho dragged his finger across his pursing lip.

exo had lost far too much of their land and money from ikon, they couldn't afford to lose more else they would cease to exist.

"we feel that we can equally protect each other in times of need."

"ikon is a small gang." namjoon paused, "how are you to protect us if you can't save yourselves against ikon."

the boys contained their giggles, as they were discussing a serious matter at hand. each one knew that they would alley, the two strongest gangs would be undefeatable if they were allies. they also knew namjoon was a very sly and tough man to convince and he wouldn't win without a fight

"they may be a small gang, but nothing amounts to the number of allies they have." suho countered.

suho was just as sly as namjoon, and a good debater. he took a sip of the whiskey in front of him. both bangtan and exo were one of the strongest gangs. the others wanted them to crush them and would do anything in their power to do so.

"bangtan does not tolerate traitors." namjoon paused, glancing around the table, "i will send a bullet through your head if i find out."

"neither does exo."

namjoon's lips drew into a fine line, "very well."

he let out a hand in front. suho clasped namjoon's hand. the deal was done, bangtan and exo were now allies.

both bangtan and exo rose from their seats, stashing their guns into their well-hidden positions. exo bowed as a courtesy for initiating the meet today, whilst bangtan bowed back in respect for the other.

"boys lets party! the night's still young!" namjoon beamed, as he looked at the groggy, sleepy boys who needed to loosen up.

the boys lined up by the counter one by one ordering their drinks.

yoongi drank whiskey, while jimin, taehyung and jungkook drank soju. namjoon drank beer and jin drank a cocktail. hoseok didn't drink he was a light drinker, and they needed someone to drive them back home.

"do you see her." taehyung slurred, he was drunk after three bottles of soju.

"she's hot." jungkook's cheeks tinted red as he admired the beautiful lady in front of him.

namjoon eyes shined, his stomach grew heavy. he knew that brown hair. a sudden coldness hit him. a flare of anger flashed his face. that was her, the girl who attacked him. he knew that hair very well, the autumn brown hair.

he lunged forward. jimin and jin held his back by the arms.

"damn you drunk if you're going to attack some hot girl." jin rambled, as namjoon grunted, trying to pry away from his grasp.

"she attacked me hyung." he clarified, shaking off jin's and jimin's hold.

he was ready to punch the girl, she had brutally disabled namjoon. he was trembling from anger, balling his fists, struggling to leave their hold. he was restrained.

"why can't i get kissed by pretty girls like her, hyung?" taehyung slurred, "hyung is so lucky to get kissed by girls in his free time."

"i did not get kissed by her."

"that kiss on your cheek that day told a different story." jungkook retorted, with a wink.

the girl noticed the commotion going on behind her, and turned squinting her eyes to see. she strolled a little bit closer to the group of seven boys as she noticed a familiar face.

she buckled her knees and fell, "jimin."

jimin's heart split in half, he was as white as chalk, with his hands over his mouth.

"haru?"