Kim Seokjin. Head of one of the scariest mafia groups in Seoul. Also the best, getting rid of the evil. Every small mafia group and gang fears him.
Jung Hoseok. An infamous assassin who is good at his job. During the day, he's an ordinary dance tea...
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The occasional sound from the heart monitor was the only thing interrupting the silence. Soft breaths left the unconscious body on the bed, a sign that the man was still alive. The only relief that Seokjin gained from the situation at hand. His eyes stayed on Hoseok's body, watching his abdomen move up and down. His mind continues to flash back to a few hours before, how nerve racking it was.
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"Shit! His breathing is slowing down!"
It has been a long time since Seokjin has shed tears for someone. But, right now, tears are falling down his face. He's doing everything he can to keep the dance teacher from passing away. His Hobi. He feels the vehicle turn into the driveway. He hears Jungkook yell at Taehyung for being reckless and almost hitting the wall as he pulls into the garage.
Bangtan had one of the best infirmaries and doctors at their disposal in the mafia. It makes things easier for them when someone gets hurt. He's quick to get out, pulling Hoseok into his arms and rushing inside. Blood soaks into his shirt, the now white material a red color.
He yells for their doctor, knowing he woke the person. Dr. Lee comes running out, pulling his hair back. "What's going—"
He stops mid sentence, seeing Hoseok barely alive in his boss's arms. "Get him to the infirmary! Now! Yoongi, go wake the nurses. Namjoon, follow us."
They set into action, everyone going to do their jobs. "Namjoon, help me move the operating table into a better position." They both do so. While getting his equipment ready, he tells Seokjin to lay the assassin down on the table. The nurses arrive soon after, getting stuff ready too. One works on the oxygen tube, getting it setup. The other checks Hoseok's pulse and another gets an IV started.
"You two may leave. I'll grab you once he's stable, Seokjin. Go on."
Namjoon ends up having to pull the leader out of the room, tears falling from his eyes as he watches his loved one be taken care of. As they step into the hallway, Seokjin breaks down.
He's full-on sobbing as he crouches down and wraps his arms around his legs. Someone crouches down beside him, pulling the man into their arms and letting him cry into his chest. He already knows that touch, the rough but soothing hands running through his raven hair.
Yoongi pulls his hyung close, holding him in his arms until the sobs come to a stop and just small whimpers leaving the older one's lips.
