Time ➳ BTS

28 | Allies with Park Jimin

"Fuck, fuck fuck!" You yelled, overwhelmed by the chaos unfolding before you. "Can a fucking day go by where no one gets fucking killed?!"

In that moment, time fractured into a series of heartbeats. Each second stretched impossibly long as you spun, adrenaline-fueled and desperate, seeking the elusive assailant who had stolen Jimin's life with a merciless shot.

Another crack shattered the stillness, and searing pain erupted in your shoulder like a blazing brand. Your fingers clutched instinctively at the wound, the warmth of blood seeping through your trembling grip as you staggered, barely managing to stay upright.

Through the haze of agony and disbelief, your gaze darted towards the edge of your backyard, where the sanctuary of trees stood sentinel against the encroaching darkness. Amidst the verdant canopy, a figure swathed in black materialized, their presence a grim contrast against the natural serenity. The glint of a sniper rifle gleamed malevolently in the fading light, its barrel ominously pointed in your direction like the fang of some unseen predator.

With a sharp intake of breath, you closed your eyes, bracing for what was to come.

A swift rush of air, and suddenly you were flat on your back again, a figure standing over you.

Grinning to yourself, you opened your eyes and found yourself staring at a familiar face, despite the mask obscuring his features. Despite the gravity of the situation, a mischievous idea crossed your mind. Why not inject a bit of humor into the chaos?

"Sweetcheeks, what's your next move?" Guk quipped, a hint of amusement lacing his voice.

Jimin didn't respond to your silence, his focus still keenly on protecting you. With deliberate slowness, you maneuvered your leg underneath him, gauging his reactions. His stance remained defensive, indicating his readiness to shield you from any further threats, yet leaving himself vulnerable to your playful maneuver.

Taking advantage of the moment, you carefully positioned your leg and executed a swift kick aimed precisely at his groin. The impact was immediate and effective. Jimin let out a pained grunt, collapsing to the side with a thud, hands instinctively moving to protect his injured pride.

Guk sighed in disappointment at your antics. "Did you really have to do that?"

You feigned a gasp, putting on an innocent expression. "Oh my, I'm so sorry!" Clicking your tongue, you subtly noticed movement as someone began climbing the large tree nearby. "Anyway, we need to find cover if we don't want to end up with more than bruised egos."

Jimin furrowed his brow in confusion as he gradually recovered from the surprise kick. He grunted and started to sit up, but before he could react further, you swiftly grabbed his arm and pulled him with you, rolling several meters away from your previous position just as another shot rang out.

He gasped in shock, his eyes widening as he looked back at the spot where you had been moments ago, noticing a small crack in the tiles where the bullet had impacted. You frowned, annoyed that the attack had damaged your brown roofing tiles.

Hearing another gunshot, you quickly assessed the situation and crawled to the edge of the rooftop where your bedroom awaited. With Jimin following close behind, you both reached safety just as a third shot echoed through the air, the sound of it unsettlingly close.

"Jimin," you whisper-screamed, motioning for him to follow as you crouched beside him. "Did you go through my bedroom to get up here?" He nodded silently, confirming he had indeed come through your bedroom to reach the rooftop. You hoped fervently he hadn't seen anything embarrassing in there.