Fall (Bangtan Sonyeondan BTS Alternate Universe)

2. Bangtan

Levi and I were sitting in a parking lot. We had long since lost Rap Monster in the panic of running away from the gas station away from the danger of bullets.

We were discussing what to do, clutching to each other, sitting on the stairs to a broken down building.

My knees were shaking so badly, it was a wonder I hadn't knocked Levi over yet. Now that we had hopefully escaped the danger, the situation was settling in and my brain didn't know how to handle it.

Levi could've died!

I could've died....

What the hell had happened? Who was shooting, and why? Seoul was supposed to have less crime than the big time cities in America, so how come that gas station had been shot up in the daylight?

I was so taken by the questions that I hardly noticed the car driving up, and the driver honking the horn nearly gave me a heart attack.

Looking up, I noticed Rap Monster in the car, staring at us impatiently like he was the one that had been waiting on the steps for an hour.

Grabbing Levi's hand, I hopped in the back with her, ignoring Rap Monster's confused face. I was gonna sit with my Levi. Thinking about how I could've lost her made me feel very clingy.

Rap Monster abruptly started driving, making my head whip back onto the headrest painfully.

He was driving recklessly, weaving between cars and going way faster than anyone around us. I was too scared to say anything though, because he had saved us, and criticizing his driving wasn't exactly the best way to thank him.

He had this aura around him that seemed too commanding to challenge, so I sat back, keeping my mouth shut.

After a while the silence seemed too uncomfortable, so I fought off my intimidation and risked speaking.

"Nice car," I mumbled, holding Levi's hand like that could save me from upsetting him.

"Right? That's why I took it," he said, and I nearly spit.

"You stole this?" I asked, feeling hysteria rising in my throat.

"Calm down. Your car got destroyed so we couldn't very well take that now could we?" He said matter-of-factly, like stealing the car was the best option, the only option.

"But you, you stole this!" I repeated, dumbstruck. "We could've taken a bus!"

I felt my eyes bugging at the realization that I was in a stolen vehicle! Oh god, I was going to spend my time in Korea rotting in a jail cell-!

"With how you look? Now that would get you to the cops for sure." I looked down at my ripped clothes, blood splatter all over them. Jesus, I was bleeding?

Just noticing a slick stickiness on my neck, I reached up to find blood coating my neck. What?

Then I realized, that gunshot that passed right by me, it must have grazed my neck.

I wish I hadn't noticed, it really hurts now.

I looked over at Levi and saw blood splattered over her shirt. I reached over but I didn't see any wounds. So why was there so much blood?

He was right, but I wouldn't admit it.

"But still, stealing-" I spoke.

"Call it permanently borrowing if it makes you feel better," he said carelessly.

I sat back, trying to bite my tongue.

I was never good at keeping quiet.

"But what if we get in trouble, we didn't even do anything!" I said, holding Levi's hands in fear.