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❀⊱『 • Author/Yoongi's POV • 』⊰

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❀⊱ • Author/Yoongi's POV

Leaning his tired head against the window of his car, Yoongi stares blankly out at the acres and acres of plain old nothingness that flies by.

His hair is a mess of disheveled blond, his skin is paler than usual due to lack of proper care for his health, and his clothes are spotted with blood.

"Young master," a voice breaks the thick silence for the first time in almost three hours of travel.

It's the driver, Jae, an old friend of yoongi's father.

Correction : An old friend of Yoongi's now deceased father.

Yoongi says nothing at first, his cold eyes don't even flicker away from the window as he lets out a mere hum of question which then urges the man to proceed with whatever it is he wanted to say.

"I am extremely sorry for your loss." He says finally.

The words flow in one ear and out the other as the young hire's mind slowly begins clouding with memories of earlier today.

He recalls the ambush of enemies flooding through every entrance, he recalls the weapons they carried and the commands they shouted, he recalls the threats they made and the promise they fulfilled when killing his father right in front of his very eyes.

Swallowing hard, Yoongi shuts his eyes tight and does what he can to shake the image of his fathers head imploding from the impact of a bullet.

He watched not only his dads life come to an end, but many of his friends as well. There's only a few left unharmed from the attack and those few are making their way to the same safe house Jae is taking Yoongi to now.

"You'll do well as leader." Jae goes on, however, his statement does quiet the opposite of what he'd intended it to and causes the blond in the backseat to clench his jaw angrily.

"Just drive Jae, please." He breathes out, doing everything in his power to remain collected until he finds somewhere private to blow off steam.

Jae nods, doing as asked without another word and simply keeping his eyes on the road ahead.

Yoongi sighs, shifting slightly in his seat as his eyes continue to examine the outdoors.

As he does this, he notices something up ahead on the side of the road. It's small from where they are now, but as they drive steadily closer and the object comes into better view he gets a glimpse of the color blue.

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