Serendipity Fate {kth}

Chapter 2

Okay so, little side note, chapter 1 is basically a dream I had, obviously I've kinda made it smoother and more story like but damn, I thought ooh why not just randomly write a ff based off of the dream? I promise I don't dream of bts every night (lol) but im lowkey excited, I'll stop rambling now, oh and for like context and stuffs, don't worry, you'll know what kinda story this is soon enough!

-20 minutes later-

You were still running afraid that someone would be chasing you since today lacked any form of safety whatsover. First a gun fight and then a run in with a gang? You assumed they were part of a gang since they all wore white t-shirts, some sorta leather jacket and black ripped jeans. Was that stereotypical? You didn't care.

Finally, after what seemed like running forever, you reached your safe house. An empty shipping container at an abandoned dock. You had put fairy lights up, thrown in a bean bag with a smelly old rug but it was crazy soft and relaxing under your feet when you walked in. After finding an electric source, you had managed to fit in a small T.V you had found laying about somewhere and a large radio.

After taking your shoes off and sitting quietly on your bean bag, you decided to turn the T.V on and feel less paranoid. No one had been here since you found the place which was a good few months, maybe even a year.

The slight buzz of static and background noise soothed your edginess and you began to relax.

Time to watch some good old dramas, wishing I lived inside one myself...

Time passed, almost 2 hours and you decided to head back home before it got too dark and the likelihood of getting stabbed was higher. Carefully, you switched off all the electric and utter darkness fell inside the small container. Not wanting to scare yourself, you hurried to the door and swung it open.

"Please shut up."

You froze. Slowly closing the door hoping you hadn't been noticed yet, you peeked through the small gap in the frame.

Shit, not them again...

It was those seven boys. What kind of day was it when you run into a gang twice in a space of 3 hours?

But this time it was different. As well as the seven boys, you saw three girls with them. The girls had baklavas over their mouths and ties on their wrists. You almost felt yourself scream but thought better of it.

What the hell... I- I need to do something.

"Trust us" the orange haired boy said as he closed the container on the girls.

For so long no one had come to your safe place and all of a sudden these intruders came and are ruining your peace. You felt annoyed and tired.

I'm gonna free those girls tonight, when no one will be here and then make sure never to see them again.

You felt blood pump in your ears, you hadn't saved anyone before. The hatred in you for the craphole you lived in fired.

After it had gotten silent, you ran home with the plan solid in your mind. In all honesty, you were scared and didn't understand your sudden need to help these girls but now you had witnessed it happening, you felt frustrated and hated the feeling of being helpless, so this time, no blind eyes turned.

-40 minutes later-

Home, hardly safe but quite sweet. You turned your key in the lock and sauntered in, still deliberating over your plan. You would have to sneak out of the apartment without anyone noticing.

With you lived your mother and little brother, who was only 3 years old. Big, round gleaming eyes met you as he came waddling down the hallway to greet you excitedly. You felt guilty for not being home more often and spending time with him but someone had to make money in the house. Your father passed away when your little brother had just been born as he was an agent for some secretive country security team and had gotten shot in one of his cases in an important artery, causing him to die within seconds. You balled your eyes out the day you got a phone call and your mother fainted.