RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 59: SAVED

Yoongi knew he was out of time.
With a sharp twist,
he disarmed the man he was holding and tossed him aside,
grabbing the fallen gun in one swift motion.
He fired off a few shots,
taking down two of the men closest to him,
but there were too many.
He ducked behind an overturned table,
using it as cover as bullets ricocheted around him.
However,
he wasn't lucky enough,
two bullets had already pierced through his side,
red liquid,
slowly spreading all over his white shirt.
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...saving your life stupid...

Jay watched the scene unfold with a calm detachment, as if he had already won. "You can’t win this, Yoongi," he called out over the gunfire. "But you can still save yourself. Just hand him over!"

Yoongi ignored him, his mind racing as he considered his next move, despite the pain erupting through his body. He needed to find a way out, a way to turn the situation to his advantage. But every second that passed, the noose tightened around him.

He was becoming weaker as the seconds passed, although still trying to fight his way. The stinging bullet at his side, and his blood slowly draining from his body was enough reason for him to be down by any moment. His vision blurred for a moment, but he shook it off, his focus zeroing in on Jay, who was watching the chaos with a smug expression.

But the numbers were against him. Jay’s men began to overpower him, their sheer force pushing him back as the pain in his side intensified, weakening him. Yoongi felt his strength waning, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as the blood loss took its toll. Too hazy minded to think properly, he finally let his weakened muscles take over, stumbling to the floor.

Just as he thought he was finally going to be killed, the door to the room burst open with a deafening crash. Yoongi barely had time to register what was happening before a flurry of movement caught his attention. Figures stormed into the room, guns blazing, and Yoongi’s heart skipped a beat as he recognized them.

Hoseok was at the front, his eyes blazing with determination, followed closely by Namjoon, Seokjin, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook. Yoongi’s men were with them, the familiar faces of his loyal soldiers bringing a wave of relief that Yoongi hadn’t felt in years.

"Hoseok?! What the fuck are you doing!!" Yoongi yelled, the strength he thought he'd lost returning as soon as he sighted the omega, protective mode turning on.

"Saving your life!! Stupid!!" Hoseok spat angrily, golden orbs glaring at the alpha, instinctively taking down one of the men charging towards Yoongi.

Namjoon, Seokjin, and the others fought their way through the remaining attackers, forming a protective circle around them both, fighting off the men. The room was a blur of movement, the sounds of gunfire and shouts filling the air, but all Yoongi could focus on was the warmth of Hoseok’s hand gripping his arm.

"Dumbass Stupid alpha." He heard the omega mutter angryly beside him, kneeling to inspect his wound.

Yoongi could do nothing but sign, not having much strength to do anything at the moment, a slight bit of relief washing through him as he watched Namjoon and the rest handle Jay’s men. From the look of things, It looked like Jay had disappeared, but that didn't seem to be his problem right now. At least he was still alive, he could handle him another time.

"I better hope your legs are working fine, cause I've got no strength to pick you." Hoseok said out loud this time, placing the alpha's arm over his shoulder as he assisted him on his feet.

Yoongi winced as Hoseok helped him to his feet, his body protesting every movement. The room was still alive with the sound of battle, but the tide had clearly turned. Yoongi’s men, along with Namjoon and the others, were swiftly dispatching the last of Jay’s forces.