trust | sope

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❝ damned if you do, damned if you don't ❞

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it's been almost two months since hoseok first moved in with yoongi's gang and he could feel the energy start to shift in the house, going from it's usual cautious nature to a much more tension filled atmosphere.

a couple of yoongi's spies had been caught infiltrating on the red zone's turf and were either killed on the spot or tortured for information. soon enough, spies from the other gang have been trying to stake out yoongi's turf but they never got very far, always being caught before they could even reach the mansion doors.

however, the red zone was determined. they kept coming back almost consistently and yoongi thought jihoon was a sadist for letting his men come and get killed almost every day.

it honestly made hoseok feel sick to his stomach that all of this was happening because of him. people were dying, because of him.

as he laid in bed that night, thinking about his current situation, he hears gunshots start to ring from all over outside of the mansion. hoseok scrambles off of his bed and onto the floor, crawling to the wall near his window. during a brief pause in gunfire, hoseok takes a chance to peek outside his window, seeing multiple members of the red zone having a shootout with yoongi's guards.

one of them looks up, making eye contact with hoseok. a cold chill runs down his spine, paralyzing him to the core as the man never looks away, a smirk forming on his face as he swiftly kills off the last guard holding him back from entering the house.

hoseok looks away from the window in fear, he knew this would happen. the red zone came prepared this time. they didn't have one or two members trying to sneak in like usual this time, but enough members to try and overpower yoongi's guards. and to make matters worse, they fucking saw which room he was in.

hoseok breaks out of his trance, quickly crawling over to the small dresser beside his bed, opening up the top drawer to grab the gun yoongi put there for self-defense. hoseok has never been in this situation before at jin's house but was prepared nonetheless, just in case something like this did happen.

he rests his back against the wooden dresser, breath ragged with tears stinging his eyes as he checks to make sure the gun is loaded with bullets. his hand shakes as he feels the familiar heavy metal in his hand when he cocks the gun and aims it at his locked bedroom door.

hoseok sucks in a breath as he listens to the gunshots ring inside of the house now, worry tearing through his body as he thinks about his brother. he hoped and prayed that jin wasn't hurt or even worse- just the thought of losing another person so close to him made him let out a choked sob.

hearing quick footsteps in the hallway outside his door causes hoseok to freeze up, body trembling and aim unsteady as the footsteps grew louder and closer to where he was. hoseok tilts his head back and closes his eyes, immediately thinking back to what he was taught before.

"breathe hoseok," jin's father voices from beside him, noticing the boy's heavy breathing and shaking hands as he grips the gun tightly. "you need to breathe, son. take a deep breath in.." hoseok nods, sucking in a breath as he was told. "and out.." he breathes out, feeling his nerves start to settle already, his grip on the metal in his hands loosening but still keeping firm.

"you can't shoot anybody when you're all worked up like this or you'll miss. and when you miss- they'll see that as their opportunity to shoot, and most of the time they'll hit. so remember to take a deep breath in, correct your aim, focus solely on the person you're shooting at, and bang."

hoseok shoots up from the floor upon hearing loud banging against his bedroom door. breathe, hoseok.. the boy repeats the words in his head as his door was finally kicked down, revealing the gang member he made eye contact with from outside of the window.

"caught you now, pretty boy." the man- who was way taller and bigger than hoseok was in stature- snickers, slowly stalking his way towards the other to try and disarm him, underestimating his ability with a gun. "come on, put that thing down before you get hurt."

hoseok takes a deep breath in,

it's now or never.

hoseok shoots the man square in his chest, watching him stumble backwards in shock.

"you little—"

before the man could continue, hoseok shoots him again- and again- until he falls to ground, already dead by the time he hits the floor from the amount of bullets he took.

standing in the doorway this time was yoongi who looks at hoseok in shock, his own gun drawn up- ready to shoot the man instead, as he was the last person who made it inside the mansion.

huh.. who would've thought his princess knew how to properly shoot a gun and kill a man at that, yoongi could feel himself smirking as he lowers his weapon. call him fucked up but the sight of hoseok with blood splattered on his pretty tan skin, dainty hands wrapped around a gun, tearful eyes wide and fearful as he stared at yoongi, enticed the older and made him feel the slightest bit aroused.

that was, until hoseok drops to the floor as well, sobbing into his hands as he rocks back and forth.

before yoongi could rush in to check on the younger, jin pushes past him- and the dead body on the floor- heading straight towards hoseok to comfort him.

he watches silently as hoseok cries into his older brother's chest, mumbling words along the lines of "i killed him, i-i killed him-"

yoongi shakes his head and starts dragging the body out of the room, wanting nothing more than to comfort hoseok himself, but he knew he couldn't.

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very short chapter but it was needed for the plot, sorry guys 😬