Venom | BTS

CHAPTER 9 | Reunion

The rifle lies tightly in your hands, propped up on the thick, black fence as you aim at a random target. Jungkook offered a while ago to replace some of the blown-up targets with new ones they made, leaving you with hundreds of thick foam heads to blow through like it's nothing.

Your eye narrows on the scope, getting the perfect shot before pulling the trigger on the Barrett M82. The semi-automatic gun shoots a quick bullet, hauntingly invisible to the eye at how hastily it shoots straight through the target. Sighing, you lean back from the scope. You've been at this for over an hour, and you've only switched out the rifle once. You've taken a liking to this one in particular.

Even though it's purpose is to take out harder targets, it's unforgivably entertaining to shoot it through fake foam heads.

"Try again," a youthful voice groans out from across the room. "That was a sloppy jab."

Jungkook stands up, taking a step back from Yoongi tirelessly. Yoongi's chest puffs up and down as he frustratingly walks back, holding a wooden dagger in his hand. It's made for practice, and you could've sworn you saw splinters poking out of the grip on how hard Yoongi is holding it.

They're standing by the combat area, a rather small place in the training room compared to the shooting range. Just as Taehyung had left to allow you to practice shooting (and after you strongly resisted the urge to shoot him instead of the targets), Jungkook came into the room with a groggy Yoongi by his side. Somehow, the blond knew exactly what to do as he was lead by Jungkook over to the combat area.

At first, they started off with some basic hand-to-hand combat, Jungkook winning easily each match. Curiously, you found yourself glancing over to them often, losing your own focus. Jungkook really is a good fighter.

Ignoring a sudden wave of dizziness, you walk to the table of guns, thinking for a moment as your eyes trail over the weapons.

'M24, Mk14, L96A1 . . . How did he get his hands on all of these guns?'

Eyes landing on a strange looking pistol thats long and thick, your lips curl up into a cheshire grin. 'Now, who are you?'

Looking over your shoulder to the fighting men behind you and noticing that they're paying no mind to your existence, you snatch the gun off the wall and jog up to the fence. Aiming at a target and not waiting to ensure the perfection of your aim, you flip off the odd safety and pull the trigger.

A lengthy bullet darts out of the weapon, and instead of piercing straight through the target, it sticks to the foam. You raise a brow, realizing your fuck-up the second the bullet starts beeping rapidly and glowing red.

You only get a few milliseconds to glance over to a panicked Jungkook, who stares at the scene with shock clouding his brown irises.

"Get down!" he shrieks, grabbing Yoongi hurriedly and yanking him to the floor. You crouch down behind the fence, instinctively covering your ears.