You loved your gun.
Lord, it was your baby, ask Yoongi, your twin, older brother. Ask Namjoon, your leader. Ask Jin or Hoseok.
They'll give you the same answer.
You, Min Y/N loved your gun. No one touched it.
Well, no one was supposed to touch i...
WARNING: Death, blood, and a sick mind ahead with psychopaths.
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With a flick of a finger, the blade easily sliced into Yoongi's victim like soft butter, the third guard Jimin held down for him growing limp as he gurgled on his own blood that filled his mouth.
"Nice teamwork, Hyung!" The orange haired man giggled, looking extremely pleased as he dropped the dead guard to the floor, not caring as his shiny black shoes got drops of blood splattered on them. The short man raised his hand for a high five for the older male, however, his cheerfulness deflated as Yoongi ignored and walked past him.
The older male silently wiped down his blade as he walked down the hallway, his eyes trained forward, eager to continue moving until he reached where his twin sister should have been located.
Young-Min's office....
That was where he needed to go.
Jimin, who quickly realized that he was being left behind scrambled to catch up to Yoongi, following the man like a loyal puppy that stared at his owner.
"Hyung, you need to teach me some of your skills, I'm struggling a bit with my blade skills and-"
"Shut it, brat," Yoongi grumbled as he rechecked his weapons, "We need to get to Youngmin's office to help support Jungkook and Y-"
The familiar, ear piercing sound of the gun cut Yoongi off, making both him and Jimin freeze.
There shouldn't have been a gun involved tonight.... That was something all of them decided before they left the house. A weapon only to use when there was an emergency.
"Shit..." Yoongi curse, moving into a sprint.
Who shot it? Foe or friend?
"Taehyung! Update!" Yoongi hissed, as he pressed his earpiece while running. However, his eyes widened slightly as he dived down, dodging a fist that was thrown at him.
Jimin and Yoongi were fast to react, quickly getting into action as they began to fight, the later quickly taking down his opponent.
"Shit, looks like they all know we're here now," Yoongi grumbled, his eyes narrowing as he took in the scene where he was surrounded by people with different types of weapons aimed at them.
Jimin pressed his back against Yoongi's, a wary smile on his face as he held his own weapon, "It would be the perfect time for us to get an update, Taehyungie," the orange haired male nervously laughed as he dodged an attack, quickly stabbing his knife into his opponent's spine, "I want to know if I get to die with the mission being a success."
