Martyr | Yoonmin [1] (unedited)

chapter 63

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He didn't need to change into his other clothes, and he would have to change out of them now that they were standing in the locker room. They were getting ready to leave for their first mission together. What kind of mission? He wasn't sure.

Now he was almost ready as he wrapped the tactical belt through his belt loops. He looked up at the mirror and studied the outfit. It was an all-black outfit, and it fit him almost perfectly. His body was thin, and he could fit it better if he gained more weight around the shoulders. He reached the shoulder gun holster when someone else grabbed it. He looked back to see Taehyung holding the gun holster. "You don't trust me with a gun?" Yoongi questioned as he buttoned up his shirt.

"No, I do," Taehyung answered, which surprised Yoongi, but he played it cool. "I just want to help you,"

Yoongi turned toward him. "With what?"

Taehyung pulled the holster around him and strapped it tightly around Yoongi. "There you go," Yoongi stayed still, careful to avoid saying something that could annoy or anger the other boy. He looked up and noticed Jimin staring at them. "Looks good on you,"

"Thanks," Yoongi muttered. Taehyung grabbed Yoongi's coat and held it up for him. Confused, Yoongi let Taehyung help him put it on. "I got it from here,"

"Come here," Taehyung grinned, and Yoongi followed him to the weapon cases on the table in the centre of the room. He opened it and stepped back to reveal the contents inside the case. He opened the second one before Yoongi could take in what he was seeing. Inside the first case were three assembled handguns, and inside the second war were three knives. "This," he grabbed the middle one and held it up for him. "is yours."

Yoongi saw his name engraved into the handle. "That's mine?"

"I'm pretty sure," Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Here,"

Taehyung held the knife in the air, and Yoongi reached for it. Then Taehyung moved so quickly Yoongi couldn't react fast enough. The impact of the wall hurt him more than the weight of Taehyung's body. He felt the air altogether leave his body, and he felt Taehyung's hot breath against his cheek. The pressure of the knife against his neck was cold. "Taehyung," Jimin's voice came from behind. "Don't hurt him."

"Back off, Jimin," Taehyung growled. His friendly face had disappeared entirely, and he looked pissed. Taehyung's lips barely brushed against Yoongi's cheek. "You did this,"

"What?" Yoongi struggled to speak as Taehyung's weight made it hard to breathe.

"You killed him," Taehyung's eyes softened. "I was going to get him out of here, and you didn't listen when I told you to wait,"

Yoongi looked into Taehyung's eyes. Don't read my mind, you jerk. Yoongi heard Taehyung's voice clearly in his mind. He could see that Taehyung was thinking about Jungkook. "I made a deal with Felix,"

"You know Felix won't keep his promise, not when he's involved," Taehyung sneered. "Do you trust Felix after what he's done to us?"

"Why do you care?" Yoongi shot back. He pushed Taehyung off of him. Jimin stood next to them, ready to jump in if he needed to. "I know you were hunting him, and you were going to bring him in any way,"

Taehyung clenched his jaw. "You don't know anything,"

Try me. Yoongi whispered in Taehyung's mind. Taehyung yelled out and lunged forward, holding the knife in the air. Yoongi raised his hand, stopping Taehyung's attack midair. "Let go," Taehyung's eyes gleamed an electric blue colour. Yoongi obeyed the command, and Taehyung charged forward. Yoongi dodged sideways and swung his fist backward but missed.

"That's enough!" A voice boomed. Felix walked into the locker room. Yoongi noticed how sickly he looked from how he looked this afternoon. "Taehyung, listen to me,"

Taehyung brushed down his shirt and stood up straight. Both Taehyung and Yoongi faced Felix, Taehyung panting beside Yoongi. "We were just fooling around," Taehyung frowned.

"No, I'm tired of your behaviour," Felix scolded. "Childish. You will stay behind. They can go in without you."

"What?" Taehyung retorted. Felix looked like he was about to say something. The air in the room was unpleasant. "You can't trust them to be alone together,"

"Then say your commands," Felix ordered. "Or you will lose your authorization,"

Taehyung stayed quiet. He looked like a small child at that moment. "No, I can do this," Taehyung uttered. He lowered his head. "I don't need to say them,"

"Say them now," Felix demanded harshly. "For god's sake."

"God?" Taehyung scoffed. He raised his head, looking into Felix's eyes.

"Taehyung, please," Jimin's small voice came from the corner. "Felix, I'll watch them. I'll make sure they don't start again,"

"Say the damn words,"

Jimin walked over and grabbed Taehyung's shirt. Yoongi noticed Taehyung holding Jimin's hands. He prepared himself to grab one or the other in case Taehyung hit Jimin. He noticed how Taehyung relaxed almost immediately. He was looking at Jimin with a soft expression. Yoongi was tempted to see into his mind, but he couldn't make himself do it. "My mind is not my own," Taehyung began, his voice trembling under his breath. Yoongi noticed he was trying to hold back his tears. "I am yours to command, I am not me but a puppet for you, bound to you,"

Taehyung stopped shaking. His expression had slowly changed to a blank expression, still looking at Jimin. "What did you do?" Jimin gasped.

Felix cocked his head to the side. "Jimin,"

Jimin didn't look away from Taehyung. "Tae,"

Taehyung's hands dropped to his side, limply. "Ready for orders,"

Felix was still watching them. He snorted and let out a loud laugh. Yoongi remained frozen where he was standing, staring and wondering what the hell just happened. Taehyung looked the same, but he was different. "Order him to do something," Felix grinned.

"What?" Jimin squeaked.

"Tell him to do something," Felix egged him on. "He's yours to control,"

"What does that mean?" Yoongi croaked.

"He bounded himself to you," Felix explained as if it was the simplest thing anyone has ever said. "He's only ever done it to me, never anyone else,"

"I can't do that to him," Jimin stammered. "Taehyung, undo it,"

"It's already too late," Felix sighed like he was bored. "It lasts a few days, but who knows, his powers have grown since he took the serum. He might stay that way forever,"

Felix laughed, and Yoongi felt sick to his stomach. "Is he himself?"

"Slowly, yes, he'll come around and act like his usual self," Felix continued. He smiled and clapped loudly. "Alright, time to go," No one in the room dared move. "Taehyung's still in command in this mission, and you know your orders. Get the subject from the underground train station and kill him."

He walked out of the room, leaving the three boys stunned. Taehyung sighed and rolled his neck, groaning. He reached up, and Jimin grabbed his hands. Yoongi felt his stomach turn. It wasn't jealousy. The sight reminded him of the memories he regained while he slept. He realized now it was Taehyung who created the zone. A place he couldn't describe but where they were locked away. Even Taehyung was trapped inside. Yoongi felt like his whole world split open.

"Taehyung," Jimin whispered. "It's me, Jimin,"

"Ready for orders," Taehyung repeated.