RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 12: HOT CHASE

"Shit!"
He felt so stupid for being so loose guarded.
Honestly,
he'd forgotten he'd just escaped from what
he presumed as the most dangerous man on earth.
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...jokes on you...

Hoseok spun around, sprinting towards the opposite direction. That seemed fruitless for the modern van was catching up with him quicker than his legs could carry him.

I can slow that down.

Pulling out his gun, he aimed it at the tire, bursting them open one after the other. He watched the van sway dangerously, hitting an electric pole at the other end of the road.

Letting out a contented sign, he went on sprinting, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

"That was close." He muttered to himself, taking a rest on a bench in front of what looked like a fancy restaurant. The restaurant was closed obviously, but Hoseok needed some real food, especially now that he could feel that his health was dramatically deteriorating. He hadn’t taken his tablet since he left the silo, nor has any nutrients gone into his body to sustain him.

The black dots playing in his line of vision was enough proof for the omega to quickly find something to keep him awake. If he was on the run, he needed his eyes to remain opened all night.

He knew taking a tablet now with no tangible food in his stomach would be useless, so he made his way towards the restaurant, looking around for any passer by before slamming his elbow into the glass door, shattering it into pieces.

Hovering over the broken glasses, he went in search of the kitchen, and was thankful he found it quicker than expected.

Having ransacked everywhere and found something much more nutritious to eat, he took his tablet and went on ransacking. He could find some good cash if he was lucky enough.

Luckily he did. Even more than he needed. Next plan was to get himself a fake identity so he could find his way out of the country.

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Hoseok stayed the entire night at the roof top of that restaurant, watching a few cars drive by every few hours.

The sun was beginning to rise, and he let out a relieved breath. He hadn’t seen any of Yoongi's men after the van. Tho he knew Yoongi would still send more men.

The last thing the omega was expecting was for the alpha to appear himself.

"Time for a new journey." He got up, stretching his limbs.

"Journey back to my house?" A deep voice rasped.

Hoseok spun around, wide confused gaze meeting a pair of dark feline shaped eyes.

Yoongi.

Holy shit!!

Now Hoseok wasn't a religious person, ever since the beginning of his suffering back at the silo, he had made up his mind that there was no god, because why on earth will he make his creations suffer if he was truly up there?

But right now?... seemed like some sort of miracle.

Standing a few feet away from him was the devil himself, Yoongi. He was in a grey tee shirt that huged him perfectly, showing off his buffy chest and a black office pant, his shoulder length hair packed in a ponytail, revealing the scar that went across his left eye.

He had his back rested on the wall, one feet backed up on the wall to support his weight, a cigarette between is fingers.

"Good morning to you too." Yoongi broke the unnecessary long minute silence, approaching the omega."

"How did you get here?!" Was all Hoseok could blurt out eyes still as wide and confused.

"You should be asking how long I've been here instead." Yoongi blew out smoke to the omega's face, earning a fit of coughs from the still confused omega.

"Get that cancer stick off my face." The omega gritted, fanning away the smoke from his line of vision.

The alpha didn't listen. "You did a nice job with that fire Cupcake, you got almost all my men high throughout the night. Whatever you put in that fire was a genius idea, kudos." He went on.

"I told you I'll find you no matter how far you run, didn't I? Here I am now."

Hoseok scoffed, "Jokes on you, your presence isn't gonna stop me."

And with that, he slammed the burning cigarette off the elder's hand, using that split second distraction to sprint past the alpha, leaving his bag and coat behind as he ran into the building, literally sliding down the stairs, in order to get to the ground floor as quick as possible.

Yoongi was hot on heels behind him, catching up with him quicker than the omega could comprehend.

"Fucking alpha." The omega cursed under his breath, realizing that the alpha was messing with him. He'd intentionally given him enough time to run down the stairs.

He began scattering things all over the place to slow down the alpha's chase. Jumping over a table, he kicked the table towards the alpha, the round shaped furniture serving as a temporary barrier between them.

"Great job cupcake! You've got great skills there! You could put that to better use!" the alpha praised mockingly, effortlessly dodging another chair being thrown at his direction by the omega.

Realizing he was somewhat trapped, with only the back door, which was the door to the kitchen,  as his closest escape route, the omega sprinted towards it, Jumping over the counter, with Yoongi following after him.

He wasn't lucky enough, Yoongi caught up with him, knocking him to the nearest wall, his large hand wrapped tightly around his neck, sucking the air out of him. His other hand was behind the omega, trapping both of his wrists in it.

Hoseok gasped for breath, black dots beginning to appear in his vision, muscles gradually weakening.

No! Goddammit! JADE! Put yourself back together!! Now is not the time to loose consciousness!!

The more he struggled, the more the alpha's grip around his neck tightened. He attempted knocking his knee into the alpha's groin, but Yoongi had already predicted that, locking his legs into his as he pressed him further to the wall.

"I warned you cupcake, You can't run away from me." Yoongi's voice was dangerously low, almost sounding like a whisper.

That was the last thing the omega could hear before everything finally went blank.

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