On The Edge of Hope {JHS sickfics/hurfics} ☀︎

Safety Zone [Break in]

TW: Gunshots.

"Hey hyung, I'm going to stay back at the company for a while, I want to practice." Hoseok informed as the others exited the dance studio.

"Alright, Hobi, just be back at dinner time, okay?" Seokjin spoke.

Hoseok nodded and waved at the others as they left.

After they had left, Hoseok went over to start practicing.

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An hour later, Hoseok paused the music, deciding that he had done enough practice for the day. He picked up his stuff and walked to the studio door, opening it.

He noticed something unusual, the hallway lights were all turned off. He shrugged it off and stepped outside of the dance studio.

As soon as he had walked a few steps from the studio, he heard sounds.

Gunshots.

Eyes going wide, Hoseok turned on his phone's flashlight, frantically looking around the hallway.

The gunshots seemed to be coming from the floor below him, as screams soon began ringing through the building.

The gunshots and screams continued for a while, after which, an eerie silence settled in.

Hoseok heard the 'ding' of the elevator and he immediately tensed up.

Footsteps began echoing through the empty hallways and eerie whistling followed.

Hoseok began shivering in fear, he was confused about what he should do and scared about what would happen if he didn't move from where he was standing quickly.

"Aha, I found you~!" A voice sing-songed, Hoseok blindly flashed his phone's flashlight in the direction the voice had come from.

In front of him was a woman with a crazed look in her eyes.

"Good thing I was successful in finding you myself, now I don't have to pay much to my sidekicks." She spoke, taking out what seemed like bullets from her pocket.

Hoseok froze up in his place.

"Y'know, Hobi, I'm a big fan of yours." The woman said with a smile, "You're truly a ray of sunshine, but, dear, you're in the wrong place, come along with me, and your talents will really be used in a good way."

Hoseok gulped, shaking his head.

The woman squinted at him and then began speaking about how good of an opportunity it was to work with her.

Hoseok didn't know about working with her, but yes, there was an opportunity, an opportunity to escape from this madwoman. So, while she was busy explaining things that Hoseok gave no fucks about, Hoseok made a run for it, dashing right across her and towards the other side of the floor.

"You bastard!" The woman screamed, running after him.

Even though he was already exhausted, Hoseok managed to outrun the woman.

Getting angered by the fact that Hoseok had run away, the woman raised her gun while running after him.

*bang*

A gunshot echoed through the building as the gun went off, a bullet grazing through Hoseok's arm, creating an open wound. Thankfully, the bullet only grazed his arm and then went straight ahead.

Panicking even more, Hoseok ran faster and ended up right where he started running, in front of the dance studio.

Hoseok hastily opened the studio door and ran inside, slamming it shut and locking it. Then, he looked around, finding a few cardboard boxes kept around in the studio. He quickly went to them and tried to pick them up but found them too heavy so he dragged the boxes one by one to the door, stacking them up in a way that would block the door from opening.