"Hook him up to the defibrillator stat!!!" 
                              Sunmi turned her head, ebony hair twisting with the quick swivel of her head.
                              "Doctor, his broken ribs might puncture something else!!"
                              "DO IT!!"
                              Jin was already beginning to tear the paper thin gown that covered his chest, slathering it with a translucent gel.
                              "B...but Doctor"
                              "I SAID NOW!!!!!"
                              "Clear"
                              The counter shock came a second time.
                              Amongst the panicked voices a loud jolt could be herd. A huff of air jetting from beneath him as the electricity invaded his chest cavity, hoisting him upwards only for gravity to pull him back against the bed like dead weight. 
                              "No pulse"
                              "AGAIN!!!"
                              "Clear"
                              Zzzzppttt
                              Now the room was flooded with five additional nurses with equipment, the room was packed with animated bodies all taking orders from Seokjin, none of them bothering to check on Namjoon or Jimin, the two were pushed against the wall as the bodies began to prepare.
                              Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep
                              "We have a pulse, prepare him for chest surgery!"
                              The orders were given by Seokjin, his assmbly of nurses surrounding the table, adjusting this, picking with that, prepping for something, it was chaos and Jimin was helpless as he was forced to watch from the side lines. All of them shouting medical terms he couldn't comprehend. "YOONGI!!!" Jimin screeched, desperately trying to edge his smaller frame between the sea of bodies "YOONGII!!!" 
                              Jin snapped his head upward "NAMJOON!! GET HIM THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!!!" he screamed and in an instant the boy screamed once his feet left the floor and his weightless body heaved over Namjoon's right shoulder. The violet haired gentleman went dashing to the door, Jimin flailing his small limbs along the way. 
                              "NOO!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!" 
                              As soon as Jimin feet hit the floor he tried to make a dash back into the operating room, Namjoon pulled him into his clutches. Like before, the elder kept his hostage, locking his arms securely by his sides "Park Jimin!!! Listen to me!!! You can't go back in there! What the fuck can you do to help him?!!!"
                              "Let me go Namjoon!!"
                              Jimin struggled against his hold "I have to see if he's still alive!! I can't just let him die in there!!!!" With his hands secured at his waist and his body trapped, Jimin reiterated his threat with a growel "I SAID LET ME GO NAMJOON!!!" He screeched with another powerful jolt away "I'M WARNING YOU NAMJOON!!!" he barked a second time but his purple haired hyung instinctively tightened his grasp"I'm not doing that Jimin!! You have to calm down or AAAAHHHH!!!"
                              With all his resources demolished he attacked with his only manageable weapon. Jimin sunk his omnivorous teeth into Namjoon's shoulder. The attack instantly drew blood, small droplets collecting and cascading down  his collar bone. White teeth sank into the supple flesh, gums taking the pressure at full force. 
                                      
                                   
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Delivery Boy (YOONMIN)
FanfictionAU were Jimin is an undercover FBI agent. His partner in crime and love is Lee Taemin. The two are investigating the most notorious Crime Lords in all of South Korea. With the help of a infamous criminal, who goes by the name of Min, the trio team...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  