Sempiternal: •Broken• || Book 2#

26. Preference to open

"There you are! Almost...! Namjoon-"

"Let's get out of here, before we get killed too."

No one asks how it is possible that Hoseok arrived with Namjoon and why they both look so bad. Puffy, red and nerves through the roof. Hoseok grabs one of the backpacks and even crouching down, they sneak down a hallway that no one is using and was somewhat blocked from view by boxes.

"How do you know where to go?" asks Jin nervous that it's just an instinctive thing or that Namjoon has an idea that they'll be able to get out at some point.

"I saw a map of this place. Just follow me."

Namjoon gets dizzy and if it weren't for Jin, he would have fallen. The eldest of the six feels him feverish and worries that he has some injury he won't say. Namjoon turns away abruptly, a shiver running down his spine. They reach the exit to the outside and as they peek out, they see no military anywhere.

"To the right is the garage. We can take the cars we had. If they didn't empty their tank or take them." whispers Namjoon to the rest.

"Most likely they emptied it, but we have to try." replies Jin.

They enter the garage. There are several cars. Some in worse condition than others. They have no trouble differentiating which ones they had, thanks to the artistic scratches Jungkook made on each hood. Jin climbs into one and Yoongi into another, mumbling thanks that he has half a tank. Taehyung and Jungkook waste no time in loading everything possible into the suitcase of the nearest one.

The bags, gas cans, tires, tools that might not even be of use to them, and weapons lying around. Namjoon could barely put one of the full cans down, staggering and with more dizziness attacking him. He has a fever and what doesn't hurt right now? Hoseok pulls him by the arm.

"We'll take over, you get in the car." orders Hoseok, Namjoon breathes through his mouth, his nose is badly twisted. He nods, intimidated and nervous.

With Namjoon on board, barely able to breathe Yoongi takes it as a sign that he should be the one to help carry up whatever they need. The door opens and a group of people enter the garage "What are you doing here!?" Jungkook takes a wrench, runs to the first one and hits him on the head, making him fall unconscious to the floor and pushes the other three, closes the door and drags the body to lock it.

"LET'S GO! NOW!" Yoongi pulls up the last gas can and climbs in as the driver. Jungkook puts more things to block. Jin speeds up as soon as Taehyung and Hoseok go up and Yoongi does the same with Jungkook.

"Oh no."

"Don't go west!" exclaims Inho, being that Jin half stopped so as not to run him over. "There's a herd advancing that way! Make sure you go south! Don't go off that road! We'll meet them on the way!"

Jin nods and speeds up, taking a deep breath of relief. That was good? At least he didn't really interrupt them and he can say he's a real military man at all. Jungkook whistles and smiles wide, wrinkles his nose and looks back. They are now free of this place. Before he gives any comment of joy about it, he notices Namjoon huddling to the side, hugging himself. His face red and hair sweaty.

"Namjoon, are you okay, did they shoot you...?"

Jungkook bites his lower lip, slowly picks up his hand. Namjoon had never shied away from contact. No matter what he did, he always let himself be touched. Sit on him, tell him anything. It didn't matter if he paid attention or not. All of his boyfriends are just as eager to be on top of each other as he is.

And now he's rejecting the second one he spoils the most.

"Is something wrong?" asks Yoongi slowing down. It must be enough. He highly doubts they're being followed at this point.