17. Blood Thunder
Author P.O.V
"You are going to break his heart if you pull a stunt like that" Jungkook commented on beyol's plan, which she just expressed.
"He has a heart?" beyol asked amused bending forwards on the white marble table, in the brightly lit white room, raising her right eyebrow.
"I mean if you put it like that.." jungkook trailed off pouting.
"Look, our first priority is to get both of them out, then get rid of the reds..we can worry about his heart later.." Beyol explained firmly, to which namjoon and seokjin agreed, nodding their head in agreement.
"Okay, but you don't have to do it, we can arrange some model for that purpose then you can bring out the plan," hoseok added in.
"no, she is right, getting an outsider who is a normal citizen involved is risky, they can backstab, and putting an innocent life is not right" taehyung argued, agreeing with beyol.
"So, it is final that beyol is leading step one, but who is going to accompany her, we can't let her out on her own, I and taehyung can't go because everyone will recognize both of in first glance compared to beyol, she is a bit sublet in the public eye," Seokjin finalized, leaning back on his big leather chair.
"it can be me" jungkook advised.
"no you can't, neither can I, we both are frequent on magazine covers and screens" Hoseok disagreed.
"so it leaves jimin and namjoon, namjoon is really bad at lying, so it leaves," taehyung trailed, turning towards, his soulmate, who had zoned out, and all eyes in the room were on him.
Jimin was slowly putting cubes of sugar in coffee, resting his hand under his chin, palm upturned, lightly pouting, and leaning on the table.
"Jimin-sii.." junkook addressed him slightly deeper voice than normal, looking sternly at jimin, slightly disappointed at him for zoning out.
"Yeah yeah, I'll go with her" jimin spoke hastily, slightly flustered,
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Myra looked down with blood dripping down her lips, as the guy in silk black shirt pushed her on the ground, she had put up a good fight, to say the least, but she and yoongi were put on drugs so they won't be tough,
"STOP WITH HER, TOUCH ME IF YOU CAN, YOU MOTHER FUCKING WHORE"yoongi screamed, his metabolism is stronger than Myra's, so the drug didn't affect him much as it did Myra.
"I will kill you, you just wait."Hyunjin snarled
"oh, stop saying you will kill me so much, I am starting to doubt you" yoongi shot back, spitting blood after.
"you-" Hyunjin sprinted to the side for an iron rod, when yoongi stood up on his feet surprising Hyunjin, jumping on him, pinning him to the ground finally being able to tear the rope around his wrist, punching Hyun-jin square in the face, making hyunjin's eyes roll back, Hyun-jin was quick to pull his safety knife from his boot, smashing straight through yoongi's thigh, yoongi grunted "tch, it's not fair" yoongi whined, pulling the blade from his own thigh and peering it through it hyunjin's left shoulder just a few inches away from hyunjin's neck.
upon hyunjin's loud screech his men came barge into the room, pushing yoongi as he tried to stand up, yoongi punched the guy right under his jaw, Myra was too numb to understand her surroundings, another guy tried to grab yoongi from behind but yoongi punched him just between his rib by his elbow, but a third arm came and shot equalizer in yoongi's neck dropping him unconscious on the ground, the three men dragged his buff body to a different room.
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His Beloved Gun | MYG
Fanfic"oh Look at those babies..." yoongi cooed. "can you stop talking about assault riffles the same way you talk about kittens and puppies" .. blood and war are just catalogs of love and blunders. Published- March 2022 ~i make my own book covers~