THE PURGE || BTS EDITION

Chapter 6: The Jackpot

Hoseok's P.O.V.

I saw Ravs and Yoongi out of the corner of my eye as they ducked into a nearby room. I chuckled to myself and rolled my eyes. Despite it being Purge Night, Yoongi was still focused on putting the moves on the girl. The two obviously had a thing for each other, but I wanted them to focus on the mission at hand.

Sighing, I walked over to Jin and Namjoon. The two had been inseparable since the shooting, Jin snuggling up by Namjoon and making sure he had enough to drink and eat, all while keeping an eye on the bleeding. "Hyung, why don't you take a break and walk around?" I asked, squatting down next to Jin.

He looked over at Namjoon, who nodded and motioned for him to walk around. Jin sighed and stood up, stretching as he made his way to the back of the store.

"Hoseok..." Namjoon started, looking over at me and taking a big breath. "When those people came for us... I saw... I mean I'm pretty sure I saw... Nikki." He finished.

My mouth dropped open, my head spinning. My sister's best friend, the girl I considered my family, was here? I hadn't heard from her since my sister's death and I missed her like crazy. "Was she... Was she with them?" I asked concerned.

"No, she was running away. She couldn't have gotten too far. Call her. She shouldn't be out by herself." Namjoon said, handing me his phone.

"I can't believe this." I said as I clicked on her name in our leader's phone. The line rang twice before it was answered.

"Namjoon oppa...?" She asked timidly.

"No. Actually it's Hoseok." I said out, fighting back tears. The line went quiet and I heard her sniffling. "I've missed you Nikki."

"I've missed you too... But why are you calling now? Tonight of all nights?" She asked suspicious.

"Namjoon thinks he saw you out by this convenient store. But you couldn't be right? You wouldn't be stupid enough to do that..?" I asked, worried about her being out on Purge Night alone. Silence flooded the line.

"Yes... I am." She admitted quietly. "I just passed that store. I'm a couple buildings down." My hand nervously rubbed at the back of my neck. Sighing, I mentally cursed Nikki for being so stupid.

"Stay where you are. I'm coming to get you." I said, hanging up and returning the phone to Namjoon. He opened his mouth to protest, but I quickly turned away, reloading my gun as I stepped out of the store and into the night.

Rav's P.O.V.

I sat across from Yoongi on the floor as he finished telling me about his past and everything he'd been through. It pained me to see the boy in front of me struggle not to cry as he recounted the terrible memories.

His parents had been killed during the Purge one night. Intruders broke in, demanding money, sex, and anything else that would be of value. When his mom and dad put up a fight, they shot them, right in front of his five-year-old self. From there he bounced from foster home to foster home, no one wanting to deal with his baggage. When he turned 18, he met Jin who immediately took him in and has been the closest thing to family ever since.

"That's pretty much it." He said, eyes looking towards the ground. "This is why the Purge scares the shit out of me and why I push people away. That's also why I made the guys let you two in, because if people hadn't taken me in... I wouldn't be here right now." He said, his breath hitching and the tears finally falling.

I immediately scooted closer to him and took his hands in mine. "Thank you." I breathed out, putting two fingers under his chin and making him meet my eyes. "Without you letting us in, I wouldn't be here right now. You're braver than you think you-" I was cut off by his lips hesitantly meeting mine. I quickly kissed back, tasting his tear-stained lips.

He leaned into me, my body slowly reclining onto the cold floor. He hovered over top of me, never breaking the kiss. My hands reached up, running through his hair. His lips left mine and moved towards my neck, leaving sloppy kisses on my jaw before sucking on my neck. My hands tugged at his hair as I tried not to let a small moan escape.

He abruptly stopped and moved away, eyes wide and focusing on the door. I looked over to find Jin standing in the door way, hand still on the handle and jaw dropped open.

Kylie's P.O.V.

Jungkook had been trying for the past five minutes to get in contact with Taehyung, but had no success. The phone was going straight to voicemail. I decided to get up and walk around, too anxious to sit and listen to the boy frantically trying to speak to his friend.

He claimed he didn't regret the decision to stay with me, but I could tell he did. I didn't blame him though, his friends should come first, not some random stranger he took in an hour ago.

Climbing up the stairs, I went into the room Jungkook and I had previously hid in. I moved towards the closet and opened the doors, the intruder's body collapsing onto the floor in front of my feet. I kneeled down, my hands fumbling through pockets, hoping for some clue as to where they were keeping Jimin.

My hands made contact with a screen. I squealed when I realized it was a phone. I swiped and the phone unlocked, giving access to all the messages and pictures on the device. I ran down the stairs to Jungkook, a huge smile across my face.

"Jungkook! Look what I found..." I said, shaking the phone dramatically in the air. His eyes went wide as he walked over, taking the device from my hand and eyeing it carefully.

"Is this what I think it is...?" He asked in disbelief. I nodded my head and he broke into a smile. "I'm so happy I could kiss you right now!" He said chuckling.

I leaned over and interlocked my lips with his, both of us smiling and giggling into the kiss. "Now let's get those shitheads." I said, taking the phone from his hands and running over to the couch. Jungkook followed eagerly behind me.

"We hit the jackpot." He said as he plopped down beside me, arm resting over my shoulder as we both began reading the messages.