章節 18: CHAPTER 16

The Bangtan Boys saw The Black Eagles for the first time the third day of making guard. It has already been a week since they started, and today their plan will begin.

Yoongi found a neglected house not too far away from here. They would use the place to keep the three males, torture them, and kill them. No one lives in the other houses around, so anyone should witness what will happen between the old walls.

Jimin made a stronger drug to let them uncounscious. They accepted Taehyung's idea, but Jungkook won't be the bait. They chose Hoseok, as his shooting skills will keep him alive, in case something doesn't go as planned.

"Did you put the bulletproof on?" Namjoon asks, for the third time.

Even if they made the decision, Namjoon still doesn't agree. It's too dangerous. Yoongi could review some of The Black Eagles missions, and they study some of their techniques, but it doesn't guarantee them their plan will work.

"Yes, Namu. I put the bulletproof on. You should relax, your back muscles will ache later." He moves behind him and massages his shoulders, making his way to the bottom of his back. "Feeling better?"

"Don't you want me to come with you?" Namjoon holds his hands and place a sweet kiss, taking advantage Jungkook's in the other room with Seokjin.

"No, I need you to cover my back." Hoseok smiles. "Everything we'll be fine. We always win." He cups his face and kisses him. Namjoon slips his tongue in, but Hoseok pulls away too soon. He holds Namjoon's hand and takes him to the living room.

"We're good to go." Yoongi announces.

He holds the strip of his back, stepping outside.

* * *

Yoongi bites his nails and Taehyung ends up holding his hand on his lap. "Yoonie, you should relax. Everything will be okay."

"They won't shoot him, right? I didn't tell him I love him."

Taehyung giggles. "He knows you love him, silly. He wears the bulletproof, they can't kill him."

"I wish it were that easy." He sighs. "They should have come back ten minutes ago. Should I call them?"

Taehyung shakes his head. "Namjoon said we could only use the walkie talkies if it was an emergency."

Loud hits on the van make the two boys turn around. Namjoon almost gives Taehyung a heart attack when he appears next to his window out of nowhere. Yoongi opens the door and steps outside. Jungkook, Hoseok, and Jimin struggle to put the bodies inside the trunk and he helps them.

"What fucking took you so long?" Yoongi yells, when Taehyung starts driving Blacky at full speed.

"Did we make you wait too much?" Jimin asks, out of breath.

Yoongi blows air from his nose. "Nothing, don't mind me. For a moment I thought they hurt you."

"Everything turned out as planned." Hoseok massages his shoulders. "Don't worry, Yoongs. We're okay."

Yoongi smiles to himself, as the warmth of Hoseok's hands relaxes his tensed muscles.

* * *

The boys admire the three boys tied up on the chairs. Yoongi sits in front of them, admiring the bastards' faces. They'll regret messing up with them and hurting his Jin.

"What if we burn them alive? This place will collapse soon anyway." He blurs out.

"We must torture them first." Hoseok points out. "Do whatever you want after I had my fun."

"It sounds good." Jimin comments, looking around the place.

Changmin is the first one to wake up. It takes him a few seconds to realise where he is, and who's in front of him. His eyes don't struggle to adjust to the light.

Yoongi smiles at him. "Good morning, princess. Recognise us?"

Changmin blinks, moving his head. "You. . You little piece of shit!" He moves his body forward, even if he notices he's tied up. "Where are the others?!"

"Next to you, you idiot." Seokjin spits.

Seoyun grunts. "Fuck, I thought I killed you."

Seokjin approaches him, kneeling down to face him. "You didn't kill me, but you didn't miss." He takes out a dagger of his pocket and plays around with it with his fingers. "Should I have some fun, now?"

Seoyun tries to untie himself, but it's useless.

"Didn't you know you fated your own death, the day you decided to mess around with us?" Namjoon asks, softly.

"Will you actually kill us?" Hanmin asks with starry eyes. "We- we did what our company told us to do."

"Don't you dare to cry. Be a man for once in your life." Changmin grunts to his brother. "You only bring us more problems."

"I don't want to die!" He yells, tears streaming down his face.

The pitch voice sends shivers down Jungkook's spine. Are we doing the right thing? Maybe we should take them to Bang PD as he demanded.

Yoongi picks up his own dagger and gets up. He slowly slides it in Changmin's upper arm, blood pouring seconds after. He hisses in pain, but doesn't cry.

"I'm not afraid of you." He growls. "Bangtan Boys, you'll drown."

Yoongi ignores his second comment. "You should."

Taehyung observes the three of them. Changmin looks like came out of a cave. Big, muscle body, messy hair and old clothes.

Jimin keeps looking around, not paying attention to Yoongi sliding his dagger again. He notices dust falling from time to time. Even if he's specialized in drugs and chemical substances, he can tell when a place is about to break down.

"Guys, we don't have enough time." He speaks up. "We should move forward to the third part of the plan. This place's gonna collide. I'm sorry, Yoongi. Maybe next time."

"Gusy, get out." Namjoon comands.

"What- what will you do? What- what's that?" Hanmin asks with a trembling voice.

His eyes follow Hoseok's body. He pours gasoline in the floor, in the ceiling, and in the two elder men's chair. Hoseok throws the bottle away and runs with the others outside.

"JK, want to do the honours?" Namjoon asks, holding the lighter.

Jungkook makes eye contact with the younger male.

He can't do it.

"Can we bring Hanmin to Bang PD?"

"Jungkook, they almost killed Jin. No one messes with the people I love. No one. I know it's your first time, but—"

"Just fucking look at him! He's having a full panic attack! He's still a kid! Holy Moly RM, I'll be his age next year! Does he looks like a murder to you?! He's not even the shooter."

"Guys, what the fuck is taking so long?!" Yoongi comes back. "The ceiling of the kitchen just collapsed. We need to run. Now."

"RM. Don't." Jungkook pleads, his eyes set on the small lighter.

Namjoon grunts, but hides the lighter in his pocket. Dust starts falling, but this time it doesn't stop. Jungkook doesn't dare to look back and starts running.

"Joon, come on!" Yoongi pulls his arm. "Do you want to die with them or what?!"

"I hope you rot in hell." He growls to Changmin, who still had a maniacal smile on his face.

A crack on the other side of the room takes him back to reality.

"Shit, Joon. Run!"

Yoongi pushes him outside the room. The ceiling starts collapsing and dust makes Namjoon's vision blurry. He almost trips multiple times, but keeps running towards the exit. Everything starts falling around him, but he keeps running and jumps out of the house.

His chest meets the ground, and he coughs. It takes him a few moments to open his eyes. Taehyung rubs his hair, while Jimin offers him his hand. Jimin's eyes go back to the blocked exit and Namjoon falls again, when Jimin doesn't hold him.

He can't.

Not when Yoongi didn't come out.

Hoseok is the second one to notice he's missing.

"Where's- where's Yoongs?" Hoseok looks around, dust and chaos still blurring his mind.

Seokjin offers his hands and Namjoon gets up. He rests his body for a few seconds on Seokjin's good side, trying to figure out what happened a minute ago.

"Where the fuck is Yoongi, Namjoon?!" Hoseok raises his voice.

"He was just right behind me. Why? Didn't he—" Namjoon meets a blocked entrance, followed by a mountain of rocks, wood, and cement. "He- he was right behind me. . ." He repeats weakly. "I- he didn't come out?"

"Fuck! I told him not to fucking get back! He's a fucking idiot!"

Jungkook has never heard Hoseok curse so many times in one sentence.

"Yoonie. . ." Taehyung sobs. "Yoonie. . . Yoonie is trapped in there?" Seokjin puts Taehyung closer to his body, while he tries to spot Yoongi between the dust. He can't be inside, he can't be dead.

"It can't be. He must be here, somewhere." Jimin keeps looking around. "He- he can't be there. He isn't supposed to- he's alive- he—" Jimin suffocates, the air refusing to get inside his lungs.

Angry tears run down Hoseok's face. He runs towards the remains and starts removing the first pieces he finds.

"Hey, hey, hey. Look at me." Jungkook faces Jimin. He's the only one stable enough to help him. "Breathe with me."

Jimin shakes his head. "He can't be dead- he- he promised- he—"

Jungkook places his hands on his shoulders. "Jimin. Take a deep breath. Breathe for me, I know you can do this. We can't help Yoongi, if we don't keep ourselves strong."

Jimin's brain only processes 'helping Yoongi' and 'breathe'. Jimin struggles to take deep breaths, but his lungs receive enough oxygen to keep him conscious. Between the remaining dust, the screams, and the sirens, Jimin gets lost in Jungkook's black, big, doe eyes. The more he falls in his eyes, the more his body relaxes, and the deeper his breaths become.

Jungkook can't find the power to let go off Jimin. He's closer to him as he had never before, his warm breath caressing his skin. Jimin's still lost in his eyes, full aware of himself. He doesn't understand why he can't look away from his eyes, and why Jungkook's grip softly tightens. Jungkook's teary eye shine and he opens his mouth, but an agonizing scream pulls them away.

"BABE I'LL GET YOU OUT OF HERE!"

"Come on, Hope! We need to go!" Namjoon and Seokjin pull his arms, trying to drag him to the van.

"NO—LET GO OFF ME! BABE, BABE CAN YOU HEAR ME?!"

"We can't run away from the police if they catch us, Hobi."

"I promise we'll come back, but we need to go!" Seokjin pulls Hoseok closer to his body by his waist, when Taeyung turns Blacky's engine on.

"I WON'T LET HIM BEHIND! HE NEEDS ME! BABE, PLEASE SAY SOMETHING! BABE, I NEED YOU!"

Jungkook frowns at the sight in front of him. One part of Hoseok has been ripped out of his body. Jungkook knows the feeling. Different memories play around his mind, and he finally understands. He understands why some of the boys detest him, he understands why they're over protective with each other, he understands why they were being touchy when they thought he wasn't looking. Or when he was. He understands their nicknames, he understands their giggles, he understands the weird sounds coming from the room that night, he understands what they couldn't do the first night of their mission, he understands the countless tears when Seokjin got shot, he understands Namjoon's state, he understands why he wanted to see him so badly.

He understands why Hoseok wants to put himself under the remains, even if it costs him his life, only to find Yoongi. 'I would never stop searching until I found them. Alive or dead.'

"BABE I LOVE YOU! LET- LET GO OFF ME! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. BABE, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! BABE!"

The sirens approach, and Jungkook runs to help them. He gasps when he grabs one of Hoseok's bloody hands. Jungkook doesn't want to hurt the boy, but Hoseok doesn't even react. His inside pain numbs all his external senses.

They can take Hoseok inside the van. He collapses on the seat, crying loudly his heart out. He stops screaming when the familiar scent fills his lungs, when he can't do anything else to bring his Yoongi back, when some of his boyfriends soothe him, their own tears wetting Hoseok's shirt.

To Jungkook, his cry sounds different from the rest. Louder, deeper, agonizing. He doesn't know their story, but he swears Hoseok not only lost a boyfriend today. He lost something else. Something he only shared with Yoongi.

It twists Jungkook's stomach, and he looks away, back to the demolished house. Two police cars become smaller as the seconds pass by, along with the mountain. Funny, how such small mountain could bring Yoongi down.

Did we let Yoongi behind? We let someone behind if they're dead? Is it really over?