The Follower (BTSxYoongi)

18 - Baby?!

Jimin pov

I didn't like this. 

Yoongi had been gone for too long. I just wanted to go out there and check if he was ok or not. But I knew that Jinnie wouldn't let me. Or anyone else.

We were all worried. I mean it hadn't been so long ago that both Yoongi and Jinnie had been taken and tortured. We had no clue what Yoongi could be facing right now. Only Jinnie knew the injuries he had sustained. And even then, none of us actually knew if he would be able to defeat people in his state. 

Sure, we knew he was especially strong and could handle anyone. But while he was injured was another thing. The other thing was that he went alone. That set my blood on fire. He could get injured again and then be left to bleed out, and we would have no clue. We wouldn't be able to help at all. 

I hated this feeling of not knowing. Of not knowing if he was ok. 

A hand grasping mine tore me from my thoughts. 

It was Taehyung. 

I could feel the cold sweat that slightly coated his hand, and when I gazed up at him, he looked pale. His eyes were skirting around the room, and his bottom lip was bruised with how hard he was biting into it. He seemed to be hyperaware of everything going on around him. And I'm sure that if he had wolf ears, they would be swivelling around, trying to spot a new sound.

I could feel his anxiousness, not just through his face, but also through the way he held himself. His shoulders were slightly drawn together, and he shuffled from one foot to the other. He was tightly clenching his hand around mine as he ducked his head down a bit.

He looked even more nervous than he was before our debut. I had never seen him this anxious. Normally he was the calm and collected one while I stressed and worried next to him. It was extremely unnerving seeing him so stressed. 

I didn't like it. 

But I knew that he at least felt some type of comfort in being able to hold my hand. The little crinkle that lay between his eyebrows was slowly disappearing, and his tight as a glove grip was becoming gentler. His eyes weren't moving around as quickly as before, and were fixed on my face when I glanced up to look at him. 

His eyes stayed on my mouth for a while, gradually copying my breathing, before eventually meeting my gaze. He just looked at me, seeming to find peace through looking into my eyes. 

It was a calm moment. 

One that took us away from the horrid situation we were stuck in. 

But it seemed like that peaceful moment would be over quicker than either of us wanted as the door quietly squeaked open before two bodies slid into the room. The door again thudded silently closed, but none of us were focused on that. 

Two people had come in. 

It wasn't only Yoongi. 

Someone else was here. Someone we didn't know. 

It was like the world had had a fast forward button pressed as in the next second there was a barrier of people around Yoongi, protecting him from this newcomer. It was instinct. None of us had to look at each other or think; we just moved. We knew where each of us would go and just went there. 

Kook and Joon went to the front with Jinnie and Hobi just behind them but a little bit to the side as well. And then there was Tae and I. We had ended up on either side of Yoongi. 

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Tae focusing on the man in front of us all, so I did a quick glance over Yoongi. I wanted to see if anything had happened to him while he had been gone. 

But as I looked closer, I didn't see anything different. 

There were no new injuries. 

There wasn't any more blood or scrapes.

He was exactly how we had left him...

So, who was the man? Why wasn't Yoongi hurt? Was he a friend? Or was he-

"What are you guys doing?" Came a quiet but demanding tone from beside me. And before I could process anything else, there was a body pushing past me, and everyone else. The body fought its way to the front until it was standing before us all. 

But instead of facing the man, he was facing us. And he didn't look happy. 

"Seriously guys, what are you doing? Why would you put yourselves in front of me? I'm the one meant to be protecting you, not the other way round. Do you really think I would have let someone who would have hurt you near you right now?! Ugh, whatever. Don't do that again. I need to get you guys out of here, so there's only time for a small introduction. This is Baby," Yoongi half-whisper-yelled at us. 

But I couldn't take any of what he said seriously. First off, I have no clue why we all protected you... of wait, that's why. Because you have protected us so many countless times that we have no idea about and we want to repay the favour. Secondly, of course we're going to protect you again. Thirdly, who on Earth is Baby. And why on Earth would you call yourself Baby?! 

"Baby, this is, of course, BTS. You know who they all are so say hi and then explain why the hell you're here of all places?" Yoongi questioned this 'Baby' man. 

"Hey guys, and Yoongi stop being so rude to them. They were obviously just worried about you. As for why I'm here, that's a long story. Let's just say I know the guy who runs this place and some of his lackies can't hold their drink very well. Anyway, Valley and Eyebrows should just be outside with the truck. You have no clue how long it took to convince them that it would be safer for only me to come in instead of them as well," 'Baby' complained. These guys names were very weird, I mean like who honestly came up with them? 

Yoongi drew me from my thoughts as he once again turned to look at us. He gave us a very intimidating look, it sent shivers down my spine. 

"We need to get you all out of here. So, Baby is going to lead the way, and then you guys will follow him with me bringing up the rear. And I don't want to hear any complaints, we just need to get you all out of here so please just listen and follow Baby's steps carefully," Yoongi looked a little tired as he came to the end of that sentence. I wouldn't be surprised if he was really tired. After everything he had gone through, it was only right. But before long that tiredness was covered with a look of determination, and I knew that he wouldn't rest until we were all safe.