A gun to her temple.

 

“I ing told you this is my. ing. Case.”

 

Yoona didn’t have to turn her head to know the owner of the voice.

 

“We have no time to argue about this, sunbae.” Yoona said through her gritted teeth. “We caught him, that’s it. It doesn’t matter who did it.”

 

She heard Hoseok scoffed. What she didn’t expect was Hoseok pushed her head slightly harder with the gun.

 

“Well, he wasn’t supposed to get caught.”

 

She frowned in confusion. Then the two officers’ attention shifted towards the man cuffed to the pipe.

 

“Please…I’ll give you anything…”

 

Yoona wanted to scoff, wanted to laugh at this man’s pathetic attempt on begging.

 

“I’ll…double the usual.”

 

Huh?

 

“Make it triple.” Hoseok said with a smirk.

 

“Triple? …deal!”

 

Yoona looked at Hoseok, shocked beyond words. He glanced back at her, with one of his eyebrows raised, the smirk never left his face.

 

“He said ‘deal’.”

 

She was speechless. It was Hoseok. It was him that was giving away the information to Bang Sihyuk. No wonder the gang boss always knew what the police were doing, and was always there to mess with it. And the officer on their side had to be Hoseok, as he was the leader of this case initially.

 

“Wahhh it’s been so ing tiring to act in front of you. But yet…you guys didn’t even notice anything.”

 

Hoseok was the one that tipped him about Namjoon’s transfer the first time. He was also the one that told him about Namjoon’s flight with Jimin. With all the money he got from Bang Sihyuk, no wonder he climbed up the ranks fast. He had the same position as Seokjin, and he was barely in his mid-twenties.

 

How disgusted Yoona had felt when she found out, when everything clicked in. How Hoseok was never present whenever then encountered BigHit members. It all made sense, on why he was determined to catch Taehyung at the airport when the male helped Namjoon’s escape.

 

“What’s the matter now? Cat’s got your tongue?” he smirked.

 

His smirk didn’t last long when Yoona smacked his hand away. The gun was still in his hand but when he aimed it back at her, she was aiming a gun at him too. He scoffed.

 

“You think you can shoot, lil girl? Huh?” he changed his expression into one of his innocent ones. “Can you shoot your Hoseok sunbae? The one that you’ve been crushing on since forever?”

 

Yoona wanted to puke at that statement even more so when he just used his cute, aegyo-filled voice that she once adored. She was sick with herself. How could she fell for this psycho? She groaned. Hoseok was toying with her.

 

“You couldn’t even hold the gun properly.”

 

Now that Hoseok pointed it out, she realized that she was trembling. Her aim faltered. She knew Hoseok knew that she wouldn’t shoot him. She was scared. In fact, she was actually angry at herself at the fact that she was scared to actually shoot.

 

Her breath hitched when she felt Hoseok’s cold gun right in the middle of her forehead.

 

“I am going to shoot you, but not kill you. I am going to make you bleed…” he smirked with an evil glint in his eyes, “…just like how I did Yoongi.”

 

Her eyes widened a fraction bigger. Hoseok said something else, but nothing she heard as her eyes darkened and she lunged for him. Hoseok was taken by surprise by the movement and couldn’t block her. They tumbled back together on the floor.

 

Hoseok recovered himself first, pushing the girl off of him. She fell on her back. He straddled her on her waist, knocking the air out of her. Punches after punches were thrown at her face, her sides, her head. She was sure her face will be filled with colourful bruises after all of this ends.

 

That is, if she didn’t die.

 

Yoona managed to plant her heels to the floor and pushed her abdomen up, causing the guy on top of her to stumble to the front. She used the heel of her palm to push his jaw. Usually she would have dislocated it, but her current energy didn’t allow her to.

 

Both of them stand facing each other. Hoseok didn’t wait long to charge at her but despite getting punched, Yoona’s reflexes still worked the best. She managed to step aside just in time and delivered a punch towards his stomach.

 

Even though she was a girl, her punches always had power in them. Hoseok hunched forward, and she took this opportunity to give him a turning kick right at his shoulder. He fell, dragging his body a bit from the impact.

 

“You sick !” Yoona spat. “If anything happens to Yoongi, I will personally kill you.”

 

Hoseok sat up from his fall. He then caught something in his eye across him.

 

The gun that flew when they first clashed.

 

Yoona saw what he gazed at, and almost at the same time, they rushed to it.

 

 

 

 

 

Taehyung looked around to see most of the gang members were on the ground, clutching to their body, groaning from all the pain. He himself was exhausted. He alone fought almost fifty people after Yoona left him just now.

 

He couldn’t help but felt cocky at the scene. , I’m so cool. He flipped his hair back sassily to no one in particular.

 

He turned to Jimin and Namjoon. His friend was still holding Namjoon on his lap.

 

“Jimin-ah!” the said male turned to him. “Is Joonie ahjussi okay?”

 

He nodded. “For now. But he’s – Taehyung, look out!”

 

A guy came and locked Taehyung’s throat from the back with his arm. The orange head choked and tried to overturn the situation but no avail. His energy was completely depleted. But then he felt the man behind him was gone like the wind.

 

He turned around, only to find Jungkook easily pushed the guy with ease.

 

“Taehyungie hyung! I told you don’t lose focus while acting cool!”

 

Taehyung grinned, embarrassed that Jungkook knew exactly what he was doing. “Oh, Jungkook, you’re here! That means..?”

 

The youngest nodded. Just when he wanted to say something, a gunshot sound rang in the warehouse.

 

 

 

 

 

Hoseok panted. Yoona’s eyes widened with shock. A shot was fired. Both of them looked at the blood dripping from the wound.

 

 

 

 

 

Taehyung ran as fast as he can towards the gunshot sound. He saw Hoseok first lying on the ground facing opposite of him. Standing in front of Hoseok was Yoona…

 

 

 

 

…with her stomach bleeding from the shot.

 

Taehyung screamed (he swore it sounded masculine in his ears) and ran towards Hoseok, kicked the gun out of his hands and, with all his strength focused on his feet, stomped Hoseok’s groin.

 

The older male couldn’t even curse as he felt like all the air in his lungs was out. Only whimpers of pain left his mouth. And Taehyung took his moment of vulnerability to straddle him, and started to beat the out of him.

 

“Who the -”

 

Punch.

 

“-gave you the rights-”

 

Punch.

 

“-to shoot my girl??”

 

Although she was leaning to a wall for support, Yoona managed to shout, “Who the is your girl, you thug?!”

 

But Taehyung wasn’t hearing any of those. He saw red. Red as in anger, as in the blood coming out of Yoona’s stomach, red as in Hoseok’s unconscious face. He didn’t stop punching him after a Yoona called him a few times.

 

“Tae, stop.”

 

He stopped his fist mid-air, only to finally realize what he had done. Hoseok was no longer moving, but subtle breathing could still be heard. He turned to Yoona, finding her flopped on the floor, one hand on her side abdomen. He quickly ran to her side.

 

“! You’re bleeding! Oh my god, oh my god oh my god-”

 

“Tae! Stop panicking!”

 

He looked at her like she just lost her mind. “How can I NOT panic when you’re here bleeding to death?!”

 

She smiled at him, tiredly. “I’m fine, Tae.”

 

“No no no this is not fine-”

 

His reflex saved her when he managed to cradle her head from hitting the floor. Slowly he placed her on his lap, one hand cupping her face. He was so close to crying, knowing that there was nothing he can do except putting pressure to the gunshot wound.

 

The silence was only filled with her ragged breathing.

 

Yoona hated the worried expression on his face. She wanted to change it.

 

“Hey, Tae? Remember that one science class?”

 

He hummed, never leaving her side. Why the is she talking about this right now when she is dying was going through his mind that moment.

 

“We can survive without our stomach, remember? If the gun shot through it, all the doctors only need to remove it and I’ll be as good as new. So don’t worry too much, okay?”

 

Taehyung didn’t know whether he was going to laugh, or he was going to cry. He casted a look at her wound, and sighed.

 

“You didn’t pay attention in that class, do you?”

 

Yoona looked so confused that Taehyung couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle. He felt that he must be crazy to be laughing at this time.

 

“Our stomach…is at the upper right side of our torso, stupid. From your point of view…it should be on your left.”

 

It took Yoona a few seconds before she understood that sentence. She looked down at her stomach area, and realized that her shirt was soaked with blood at her right side.

 

She couldn’t stop herself from laughing sadly, too. “Well, me, then.”

 

While he was racking his brains out on how to save her, he noticed that her eyes were getting droopy. Her breathing became significantly slower too. Now that he noticed, her face was way paler than it should be.

 

“Yoona.” He shook her gently. “Yoona, you gotta stay awake.”

 

“But I’m tired.” She whined. Her eyes starting to close again when Taehyung panicked.

 

“No. No no no don’t sleep Yoona, please. You won’t wake up if you do.”

 

She knew the probability. She was losing too much blood. She felt that she couldn’t move. Her parents’ face flashed through her mind that moment. Yoongi’s gummy smile and Seokjin’s laugh filled her head.

 

Yoona was mumbling incoherently when Taehyung suddenly leaned down to kiss her. Well, that worked. Her eyes shot open but closed afterwards, savouring the kiss. Their lips molded perfectly against each other, and it took Taehyung his everything to break that kiss.

 

“You can’t die on me, love. Not now.” He whispered slowly with their foreheads pressed against one another, his thumb never stopped caressing her cheek.

 

“Jungkook went to find your uncle, and he’s here now. The police are on their way. Just…hold on until then. Please.” He pleaded.

 

Yoona was smiling dreamily ever since she heard the word ‘love’, but soon she frowned.

 

“No, Tae. You have to get outta here.”

 

“What? What are you talking-”

 

“The cops. You said they’re coming.” She panted. “They’ll catch you, and put you into jail.”

 

Yoona saw the look of realization on Taehyung’s face for a second, but it was later replaced by a frown.

 

“That was what you were worried about?? Hey, you are bleeding to death-”

 

He stopped talking when Yoona suddenly coughed out blood. Taehyung cursed under his breath. But even after all the coughing, she was still pushing him to go away, to run before the police arrived. Of course, she was weak. And she was getting weaker by the second. Losing too much blood drained all her energy.

 

She could hear her uncle’s voice, calling out for her. She could also hear Taehyung’s shouting Over here! But she couldn’t hold on much longer. The last thing she saw was Taehyung’s panicked face, and her uncle approaching them.

 

“Yoona!”

 

She stopped moving. She stopped breathing. Taehyung was trying his best to rouse her but she didn’t respond. Seokjin who just arrived knelt beside her and took her wrist.

 

 

 

 

 

There was no pulse.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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soooooooo sorry for the late update! don't kill me ma babies~>o<