"Protecting The Bulletproof Boy Scouts" - A BTS Fanfiction starring You!

Chapter 18 - Y/N's POV [FINAL]

"TAEHYUNG!"

"PETER!"

The victim of the shot fell to the ground.

"No, No!" Taehyung ran up to the body.

I looked back, seeing Jake gone from the edge. I ran towards it, looking down. I didn't see a body on the ground below.

Shit.

"Peter! Please!"

I turned back around and quickly went to Taehyung and the victim whose name was Peter.

He had been shot in the chest, most likely very close to the heart.
I looked up softly at Tae. As much as I wanted to save Peter, there was nothing I could do.

"Y/N we need to do something!" Taehyung's voice was shaking as he leaned over Peter's slowly dying form.

"T-There's nothing we can-"

"THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY!" He squinted his eyes shut, tears streaming down his face.

I pulled Tae into a hug, letting him cry into my shoulder. I looked at Peter.

Lifeless.

I teared up a bit myself, holding Taehyung in my arms. His breathing was choppy, and I tried my best to soothe him by rubbing his back. Moments later, some medics came up. They must have arrived in the time we were up here. The sounds of fire truck and police sirens were heard.

Taehyung shook his head rapidly at seeing the medics grab Peter.

"No, No..." He tried to reach for him, but I pulled him back.

"Tae, please..." I pulled him back into a hug, smoothing out his hair as he cried once more. I kissed the top of his head, which seemed to calm him.

"Who is Peter, if I may ask...?" I looked down at him.

His eyes glistened with tears as he looked up at me. "He was someone who helped me escape. He was a very good friend to be during the times I tried to find you."

I nodded my head. I continued to hold him, thinking about Peter. He helped Taehyung escape. I owe everything to him, and I didn't even get to thank him.

"We trained so hard, to come and find you." I spoke softly.

"Really?" Tae's voice sounded weak.

I pulled away a bit, cupping his face. "Yes. We were willing to do anything to save you."

I looked away from him, my eyes meeting Mason's. He held his hands behind his back as he strode up to us.

"Miss L/N. I believe the best thing right now is for you to hand over the drive."

I sighed, removing my hands from Tae's face and slowly pulling the drive out of my pocket. I stared at it for a moment. Taking my last look before I'd never see it again.

"Just, take good care of it." I handed it to him, looking him into the eyes as I did so, showing him how much I meant it.

"I will, I know how important it is to you."

"Thank you."

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Only a day has passed since the incident at the warehouse. No one was majorly hurt, except for a couple bruises. Taehyung seemed to be the only one who had looked damaged, cuts to his face and malnutrition due to lack of food. BigHit was only able to explain that Taehyung had gotten sick, and the other members had taken the opportunity to rest and help him out.