SORRY BAE | YOONGI

Shoot Your Shot

BTS's Base, Front Quart yard, 12:02 am

Y/N's POV

Dragging my sniper rifle on the pavement, a screeching sound erupted from the force of my handy pistol in my other hand shooting off twords a nearby enemy.

Dead as well as alive body's littered BTS's home grounds. The wonderful ancient statues now torn down as well as the once beautiful scenery demolished.

These Ateez men are really getting on my nerves.

Not only did my dear old Dad plan this thoughtfully but both gangs alliances together to tear apart this place.

It was a shame because I was actually somewhat getting used to it here...

Hundreds of men stormed in through the once secure gates; now totally blown apart rushing in for a kill or two.

The eight men that were presumably Ateez were standing above the bombing station right outside the gates, as if all decked out ready for a funeral in black.

Hey at least I'm sensible to wear red for style.

I can get them one by one if I can manage to climb my way up one of the towers.

Their men occupied them, making it hard to get their but I was willing to if it mean this insanity would end.

We already lost Jungkook..

Was he enough?

I never really knew the exact details of the leading to what made him that way but being a trained warrior I did what I had to.

Shaking those dark thoughts away I rolled over to a bundle of bushes and planted myself behind them to select my next kill.

An unexpected tap on my shoulder made the hairs on my back stand up.

I swiftly turned my head to non other than Namjoon.

"Y/N! You left this inside the house and you needed it because Hoseok has been worried!" He pouted holding a ear piece.

"Lol yeah I meant to leave it there," I said, the tenseness I felt seconds ago leaving.

"You need it! We don't have eyes on you without this so you have to put it in your ear!" Joon pouted for the first time in ever.

I've never seen him pout actually which made me push my pride away and wear their stupid ear piece.

"Ok, ok whatever" I grumbled attaching it into my ear.

He just gave me a thumbs up as if that did the trick and clicked his uzi in place rolling away to his next unfortunate soul.

"Hellooooo Y/N!" Hoseok peeped up.

I was so confusion.

"I got you, now if your trying to make your way up the tower you need to defeat the..." Hoseok paused for a moment. "About twelve men."

Cracking my knuckles I laughed. "Sure, let's do this as if they weren't winning."

A smile formed on my face, giving me more reassurance as he cheered into the ear piece.

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More than halfway up to the top of the stairs leading to the top of the tower I had finished off eight of the twelve men.

They weren't that hard, anyways, unexpecting my pistol to their head.

The chilly air enveloped me as I felt it hit me from all sides finally making it to the highest tower.

One man saw me, ready to alert the others stationed up there but I shut him up before he had the chance.

I positioned my sniper rifle to each of their heads in the darkness, each single bullet popping out of the cartridge as the rest fell to the floor.

It was déjà vu.

I was ironically on the same tower I was on the first time I met Yoongi.

Oh how weak I was.

It was funny to me as I laughed away the sorrow of my own friends pinning my body to the ground right in front of Yoongi's dirty foot.

They were forgiven, the two's real identity's being shared soon after, yet whenever I still think about it, my tongue becomes metallic with blood.

In my full range, I extended the gun out fully, in my clear as ever sight lining up with the youngest of Ateez's head.

Choi Jongho.