Escape (Minho x Reader)

Spontaneous Rescue

POV: Lee Know

Oh my god. I have a collapsed girl in my arms. Okay. It's alright.

Let's go through protocol.

1. Assess for injuries.

I look down at her. She's covered in blood, pale, littered with wounds and bruises. She's definitely injured.

2. Identify

She doesn't seem to have anything on her. I move some hair out of her face. It's too dark to see so I take out my flashlight to illuminate enough to see.

I am met with a familiar face. One that showed me kindness in a time of need. Risked her life to save mine even without knowing more than my name and occupation.

Y/N.

Okay, fuck the rest of protocol and my task. I need to get home.

I pick her up and begin to head home. I'm only five minutes away.

I glance around me, willing my eyes to see in the dark. My footsteps are quick and precise. Nothing is distracting my motive. Not even the occasional mouse scurrying or distant conversation or passing car. I have one thing on my mind and one thing only:

Keep. Her. Safe.

Quickly, I make my way down two more alleys to the concealed building I call home.

"We're almost there Y/N" I whisper, moving quicker to the back of the building.

The door comes into view. I start trying to put the code in, holding my flashlight with my mouth.

Wrong code.

I try again.

Wrong.

Again.

Also wrong.

"Fuck, come on" I mumble, frustrated.

3
2
5
1

I take a breath, focusing on getting it right.

6

Wrong.

"Goddamnit! That definitely tripped the silent alarm" I think out loud, adjusting Y/N in my arms.

She is definitely not doing so good.

Come on guys, open the door.

"Minho? Aren't you supposed to be-"

I push past Seungmin, heading straight for our medical room. The increase of light briefly causing my eyes to close.

I lay her on one of the beds and begin grabbing what I think would be needed.

"Nope, not what we need. I've got it" Seungmin says, going into work mode and assessing her injuries.

I stand back and let him do what he does best. Occasionally holding something for him.

The gravity of the situation hits me.

She escaped.

Which means people will be going after her.

Uh oh, is she bugged?

"Seungmin, check for tracking devices. Where do you keep extra clothes?" I direct, looking around the room in a hurry.

"The closet on the left at the end of the shelves" He replies, still working to clean her wounds, get an IV going, monitoring her heart.

I grab some sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt. This should do for now.

"Did you find anything? Is she going to be okay? I swear I'll kill those bastards if I ever lay eyes on them" I rapid fire, growing increasingly angry.

"Minho, take a breath. She's okay for the most part. Heart rate is a little low, but she's reacting to stimuli normally. She seems extremely tired though" Seungmin informs me, attempting to diffuse the growing fire of emotions within me.

I sigh, "okay."

We fall silent while he continues dressing wounds and cleaning where he can. I sit with my head in my hands staring at the floor.

I should have looked harder. I should have taken her with me. Now she's in the same bed I was. Except in worse condition.

What happened to you?

I look up to see he has changed her clothes and is putting his stuff away. She looks like she's in so much pain.

"Hey"

I look in his direction, no emotion in my gaze now.

"Want to tell me what happened? Who this is? Anything?" He asks, pulling up a chair beside me.

I begin to explain my night. From the start of me leaving for the task to me ending up back here with a hurt girl.

He listens intently. Seungmin has always been good at that.

"And when I recognized her I abandoned my task and got her here. I tried to get the code in but I couldn't holder her, the flashlight in my mouth, and punch it in at the same time." I finish, a little relieved that I got it off my chest.

"Wait, is she the one-"

"Yes. This is the girl that got me out" I answer, already knowing what he was asking.

"Oh.. my god. She got you out? Are you sure she doesn't just look similar? I mean why would she escape like that if she's part of that gang?" He questions, mostly just brainstorming.

"I don't know. They didn't treat her with much decency when we met. But that is 100% her. The hair, the build, the height, the voice, those eyes. And, she looks like someone I know. I couldn't place it when I met her, and I still can't quite tell." I retort, also trying to brainstorm.

We both fall into a comfortable silence. Staring at her heart monitor and fluid bag. The pained look on her face even while asleep.

She's so strong. I knew that when I met her.

"Alright, I have to get to bed. Call me if anything happens and please try to sleep too." He starts, getting up and adjusting some things so she's more comfortable.

"And if you need to talk or anything I'm here. I know it's not your thing but I want the option available anyway."

"Got it. Um, can I ask a favor?" I respond, moving my chair to the side of Y/N's bed.

"Hm?" He replies, pausing in his path to the door.

"Don't tell Chan yet. Or anyone. I'll handle that I just need time to figure out how." I request, pleading silently with my eyes.

"I won't. As long as you tell everyone before Chan gets back. He will understand more if we all tell him don't you think?" He answers.

"Yeah, I can do that." I say, looking back towards Y/N.

Seungmin leaves, closing the door behind him.

It's quiet. Apart from her monitor and breathing.

I lay my head down on the side of her bed, looking up to her.

"I'll get them. I promise you they will pay for what they've done."

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Sooooo, how is it so far? Mr. Lee Know is a protective feisty lil guy in this one. Those traits just kind of surfaced as I started writing. Sometimes when I write fanfics I unconsciously exaggerate the traits the person already has for dramatic effect.

Anyways, happy reading!