most wanted § bts

twenty two; jin

third person

jin

he slaved over the the oven and stove, not caring if his sweat was going to be in the food.

he rummaged through every drawer and found 2 bottles of drowsy pain killers, he quickly put them in the pot before anybody could see, and shoved the bottles down his pants so nobody would suspect him if they saw then in the garbage.

"jin?"

he was too tired to answer back and just sighed, letting them know he's alive.

namjoon, tell them so i don't waste me energy telling these morons.

and at least namjoon answered his prayers.

"i see him, he's tired."

"you can send the food up now, room 79 jin."

"jin?"

he wiped his sweat on a rag and changed into a regular hotel bellboy uniform he ripped from one of them dead in the lobby.

he put the food on a cart and used the service elevator, the only one that worked and was reserved for employees.

he reached the floor and got out, a sound of wires being cut, the sparking which almost made them deaf, the high pitched sound caused everybody to go into a panic.

"jin!"

they ripped the earpieces out, and breathed heavily, yet one groan could still be heard.

"fucking hell."

"jin! over here!"

he went to the voice and found the others, he leaned on the cart for support,

"does anybody know what the hell that was?!"

they shook their heads and waited for mr. jeon, jungkook and namjoon, who arrived shortly after.

"its him, everybody get your weapons out. remember the plan we go in there tie him up and you each get your serve, hoseok and yoongi get to finish him of." mr. jeon ordered.

he pushed down the door to room 79 and found rae wide awake sitting tied up already.

the bitter laugh echoed throughout the room and the sniffles of a girl were heard.

the first one to step up was yoongi.

"where are they."