Poisoned Souls. |Yoonmin|

Chapter 11

Narrator's POV:

Yoongi groaned once again as he banged his head lightly against the wooden desk again. His arms resting on the desk just near his head as he continued mumbling and groaning.

'What if those guys come again'

'How do I come up with an idea'

'I need to help Namjoon protect Jiminie'

Jimin stopped midway while walking towards the kitchen as his eyes fell on the black haired groaning. He furrowed his brows and walked towards him as the older kept on groaning.

"Hyungg?" Jimin dragged out the word as the older froze. After a second or two -remembering his swag- he replied with a muffled what (While internally he was fangirling).

"You okay?" Jimin said while holding his hands behind his back and bending over as his face was now inches away from the older's head. Yoongi peeked at the younger and his cheeks flared from the closeness as he shook his head.

What Jimin did next surprised both of them. He pleaced a kiss on his head and hugged his back while placing his head in the nape of his neck.

"Jiminie will help you feel better!" He cheered as Yoongi gulped. A shiver ran down his spine as he sighed in content. Sitting back up he took the younger's hand and pulled him in his lap as he pressed his back against the chair.

The younger's cheek flared but he was liking it.

"What's bothering you?" He asked as Yoongi just gave a small smile.

"Nothing. Don't worry" Yoongi's gummy smile was full on display till now.

"Hey how's that friend of yours Rae or whatever?" Yoongi asked knowing perfectly well the guy's name was Jae.

"Tsk. His name is Jae and all he does all day is complain and moan about the pain" Jimin said with an eye roll and a smile.

"Yeah yeah whatever. Wanna go for ice cream?" Jimin's eyes widened as he nodded furiously and scrambled off the older's lap.

"MOVE IT GRANDPA!"

"Tch brat"

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"You smell nice" Jimin mumbled while burrying his face further in the older's nape as he grinned. Tightening his hold on the younger's thighs.

"Whatever" They were done with their ice cream and Yoongi was carrying the younger on his back.

"Okay get off already we're here. Namjoon said to meet here" The older fake grunted. Yes his arms were aching a bit but he didn't complain.

"Whatever. Why are we near the docks though?" Jimin askrd as they took in the quiet area. In the day the dock would be buzzed with fishermen but at sharp 8 everyone went home.

"I don't know I guess some shipment is here o-"

BANG.

Covering Jimin's head Yoongi ducked on instinct as the place went quiet again.

"Was that a gun sho-"

BANG.

Reaching for the G17 strapped to his belt Yoongi looked at Jimin who already had a gun, a glock, in his hand with a fiery look in his eyes.

"Let's go" Extending their hands with guns they started walking forward in a stance like manner. Reaching the door of the big grey building with many windows Yoongi opened it.

The handle felt rough from all the rust under his hand as they walked in the dark building.

"What the-" Jimin's voice was cut off as Yoongj whirled around pointing his gun to the direction of his voice only to find Hoseok standing there with Jimin on his side.

"What's happening?" Yoongi whispered harshly as Hoseok had an exhausted look on his face.

"I had a text from Namjoon to meet here. Judging from you two's surprise so did you guys. I heard bullets going off just just follow me" He muttered the last part and started walking towards the back of the building. There were big containers on either sides and a rotten smell as they reached a door.

"Stay quiet" Hoseok whispered as he crouched down "I hear voices. The text you got is from a little something I had installed in Namjoon's phone. It's a little button you press in emergency and a text with your address is send to a specific group of people-" He cut off looking at Yoongi "In this case us."

"So Namjoon hyung is in danger and we're the only ones to help him?" Jimin whispered as Hoseok shrugged in response.

"Shh look at that" They looked forward to look at.

"Let's go Jimin. Stay here Hoseok" Both of the guys started sprinting off to the fight. Namjoon, Jungkook and Jin were there fighting off people in orange clothing.

"COVER YOUR FACE" Yoongi yelled while throwing a dark maroon cloth at Jimin who nodded and tied the cloth on his face to hide half his face. Everyone else except the people in orange had their faces covered.

Reaching near Namjoon, Yoongi spun the guy who tried to hit Namjoon with a pipe, from his collar and delivered a hard punch to his jaw. Spinning and elbowing his nose, Yoongi finished with a roundhouse straight to the guy's ear as he fell with a grunt.

"What is going on here!" His voice came out gruff as Namjoon looked over at him. Half of his face covered in a plaided blue cloth.

His eyes looked scared.

The Crystals. Yoongi's eyes fell worriedly on Jimin who fought off people with Jungkook.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

Yoongi's heart sped up as everyone froze.

The three men in orange fell on their knees as blood poured put from bullet wounds from different parts of their bodies.

"Why did you guys start without me?" Hyuna walked over to the crowd with a smirk while holding a gun over her shoulder.

"Tsk" Yoongi muttered before his eyes went wide.

"JIMIN!" He roared and rushed over to the younger but it was too late.

BANG.

"HYUNG" A high pitched voice shrieked as another figure fell on his knees, eyes widening, watching the love of his life fall on his knees and coughing as blood starts to seep out from a wound on his abdomen.

"NAMJOON"

Somehow, he had pushed Jimin away and got hit. Hit by a figure standing on the roof of the building.

"I'm s-sorry love" He coughed out while looking at Jin who sat there screaming.

"J-J-Jimin. Make d-dad... proud please" And that was it as another bullet shot right through his left side as his body jerked, falling backwards in the water.

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A/N: Hello readers. Author is still alive. O levels sucks.