Love is a Maze | 𝗞𝗧𝗛

twenty

— Third Person POV

     The sun hung high in the morning sky, casting a ghostly glow over the abandoned warehouse district. The wind whispered through the empty streets, carrying a chill that sank deep into Taehyung's bones. He pressed himself against the cold, steel wall, peering around the corner to the warehouse where Y/n was being held.

Taehyung's heart raced, his mind replaying the last moments he had seen Y/n. Minghao's men had taken her, their laughter echoing in his ears as they disappeared into the shadows. Now, the warehouse loomed before him, a fortress filled with danger. But Taehyung had to get Y/n back. Failure wasn't an option.

He took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. In his hand, he held a small earpiece, his only link to the outside world. "Jungkook, I'm in position," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the wind.

"Copy that," came Jungkook's voice, crackling through the earpiece. "We've got eyes on the perimeter. There are at least twenty men inside. Be careful, Tae."

"Namjoon, Hoseok, and I are ready to breach the side entrance on your mark," added Jimin's voice.

"And Yoongi and I have set up a distraction on the south side," Seokjin chimed in. "It should buy you some time."

Taehyung nodded to himself, slipping into the shadows. The first guard stood near the entrance, his posture relaxed but alert. Taehyung moved swiftly, a silent shadow. In one fluid motion, he incapacitated the guard, catching him before he hit the ground. He dragged the unconscious body into the shadows, then continued on.

Inside the warehouse, the air was thick with the stench of oil and rust. The faint hum of machinery provided a haunting soundtrack to the scene. Taehyung crept along the catwalk, his eyes scanning the area below. He spotted Y/n, bound to a chair, her face pale but defiant. Minghao stood nearby, his back to Taehyung, flanked by several armed men.

A plan began to form in Taehyung's mind. He needed a distraction. Spying a stack of crates precariously balanced near the edge of the catwalk, he edged closer. With a calculated push, he sent them crashing to the ground. The noise echoed through the warehouse, drawing the attention of Minghao's men.

As they rushed towards the disturbance, Taehyung seized his chance. He leapt down from the catwalk, landing silently behind one of the guards. Before the man could react, Taehyung had him in a chokehold, easing him to the ground. He moved quickly, dispatching two more guards with precise strikes.

"Namjoon, Hoseok, now!" Taehyung hissed into the earpiece.

At that moment, the side door burst open, and Namjoon and Hoseok charged in, weapons at the ready. They quickly took down the guards nearest to them, providing cover for Taehyung as he reached Y/n. Her eyes widened in relief as she saw him. "Tae," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and hope.

"I'm here, Y/n. I'm getting you out of here," he promised, cutting through her bonds. He helped her to her feet, keeping an eye on the remaining guards. But their luck was running out. Minghao turned, his eyes narrowing as he spotted Taehyung and Y/n.

"Get them!" Minghao barked, his voice cold and ruthless.

Taehyung pulled Y/n behind him, ready to face the oncoming threat. But before the guards could reach them, a series of loud bangs echoed through the warehouse. Taehyung recognized the sound of Yoongi's explosive devices, strategically placed to create chaos.

"Jungkook, Seokjin, take the high ground!" Namjoon ordered.

Jungkook and Seokjin moved swiftly, taking positions on the catwalk and picking off the guards with pinpoint accuracy. The guards were in disarray, struggling to find cover. Taehyung, Namjoon, and Hoseok pressed forward, forming a protective circle around Y/n.

"We've got to move, now!" Jimin urged, covering their retreat with precise shots.

Taehyung didn't need to be told twice. He guided Y/n towards the waiting vehicles, every muscle in his body taut with urgency. Outside, the sounds of gunfire and shouts faded into the distance. They reached the car, and Taehyung helped Y/n inside before climbing in himself.

As the car sped away from the warehouse, Taehyung finally allowed himself to breathe. He looked at Y/n, relief flooding his features. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice soft.

Y/n nodded, tears glistening in her eyes. "Thanks to you, Taehyung." she added, looking at the rest of the team.

As they drove into the night, the danger behind them and safety ahead, Taehyung knew that no matter what came next, he and Y/n would face it together, backed by their steadfast allies.