[S1]Nothing is What it Seems

Chapter 13: Lost in translation

[Y/N'S P.O.V.]

After Yoongi rescued you, you quickly ran with him back downstairs to an area that was a bit safer to be in. And by "ran," it was more like shuffling and dragging your feet due to the severe injury to your leg.

He had to pick you up in his arms to be able to go down the stairs since you wouldn't be able to descend them on your own in your condition. Picking you up bridal style, he went down each step carefully. He didn't want to move you too much due to the blood loss. Therefore, Yoongi tried to soften the impact from each step. You sucked in your breath and clung on to him tightly.

You had your face buried into his chest to try and keep you from whimpering out loudly. Any other normal day, this would have made you absolutely shy and super uncomfortable. Even though he was someone that was in the same circle of friends as you, he was also an individual that you didn't get to converse with much since he was very quiet and reserved.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm trying to be careful." He sighed out breathlessly. Descending down so many stairs holding another adult human being, is probably not easy. Being in a threatening environment probably didn't help at all. He saved you when you were just seconds away from being murdered by a friend.

"I-Its okay, Yoongi. I'm just g-glad you found me when you did." You weakly smile up at him. Just by looking at him, you could tell that he was obviously unnerved by holding you so close to him but, he never complained.

"I know. I just wish I could have gotten there sooner. You are losing a lot of blood. I need to get you somewhere to dress your wound." He clenched his teeth together, obviously very distraught by this.

"I just can't believe this. Namjoon... of all people." He growled under his breath, keeping a hold on you. "I'm honestly shocked by this."
You frown, leaning your head against him again.
"Yoongi, you've g-got to remember that t h-that wasn't our Namjoon. H-he couldn't help whatever happened to him. He was... influenced b-by something."

Yoongi continued walking cautiously down the halls, making sure to take a peek around the corner before blindly getting into danger. He was smart about how he handled things. He was precise and knew how to rationalize every little step.
He was quite the genius.
Yoongi spoke again after minutes of being in silence.
"Yes, influenced by this place. This mansion. It is messing with our heads. I think it is trying to separate us on purpose, get us to suspect one another."

You flinch from the pain in your leg. It was getting to be too much for you to handle. When he found you, he had taken you to a quiet corner to wrap the wound with a towel he took from the bathroom of his hotel room.
"Are you in pain?" He looked at you, frowning. You nod your head, breathing in a ragged breath.
"Y-yes. A whole hell of a lot." You chuckle nervously, trying to alleviate some of the awkwardness.

"We'll get somewhere safe, I promise. Ill try and heal your leg a bit. After that, we are going to find Jin and the others."

You close your eyes, feeling absolutely exhausted. Nothing was curing how awful you felt. The horrid direction this weekend had gone, made your skin crawl. You kept wondering if you were even going to survive. You haven't even been able to get a hold of your dad yet.
"O-okay. I t-trust you, Yoongi." You gave him a gentle smile.
"Just hang in there, Y/N. Take deep breaths. We will get there soon."