Instinct ☪︎ BTS [vault!au]

09 - "midnight."

By the time we reached our floor, all eight of us had made it back to the quarters in one piece; thankfully outrunning the mob. Hoseok slammed the door behind us, sliding the chain in and locking the handle.

Every one of us had strong breaths, heavily heaving considering we all sprinted down the stairs in a matter of a minute.

"Where are they?!"

The same guards voice was heard outside the in the hallway, soon more guards stomped their way into the corridor; without the mob.

"They must've of stopped the people."

Yoongi spoke heavily placing his hands on his hips as he took painful breaths.

"They still want Jungkook."

Jin responded whilst dragging his feet to the kitchen, filling up a cup of water before downing it in one go.

"Wait, Wait. I have questions, you know."

My tone coming out harshly whilst the others nodded, some sitting down on the couch with me immediately following.

"Okay. First of all. Who's blood was that on the floor?"

"Oh..."

"Right."

"That."

Jimin, Namjoon and Taehyung were the ones I'm guessing were going to gave me answers...

"That was... a guards."

Namjoon spoke stiffly while looking at the now clean spot. My eyes were widened slightly as I came to realization what had happened, averting my gaze of Yoongi as he nodded.

"He was being rough with Jin, I ended getting mad, and I... I killed him."

"You killed him?!" My voice came out as a whispered yell as the others nodded as a response.

"And they arrested you, right?"

"Yeah. We would've got away with inspection if Namjoon didn't do that... but we ended up getting arrested anyway." Taehyung muttered whilst leaning back into the couch cushions, his messy grown out hair covering his eyes. Jimin spoke whilst looking to the youngest, his tired eyes puffy as he merely looked through slits.

"Anything else?"

"Yup."

"Awesome."

"How did you know the Overseer was killed, shot, found dead in his office? Did you- did you do it?"

"God, no!"

"Of course not!"

"We're not psychotic!"

"Alright, Alright I was just asking."

They nodded in silence afterward but Taehyung spoke up breaking the silence.

"Sorry, by the way. He was an ass, but; he was your father."

My eyes averted down on instinct, my lip being taken between my teeth as I shifted.

"Yeah... it's weird that he's dead. Luke will be the Overseer within the hour; or no-"

My voice was suddenly drowned out by the unusually loud PA system alert.

"Warning. Code red, a dangerous man is free in the Vault, responsible for the murder of Vince Steel, the former Overseer. If seen, return him to the office if the new Overseer, Luke Steel. Do not harm. Warning. Code red, a dangerous man is free in the Vault, responsible for the murd-" Yoongi had suddenly smashed the PA system, the announcers alert being cut once they had started to repeat.

"What're we going do? Jungkook's being framed for a murder he didn't commit and Namjoon killed a guard. And we're literally all committing a crime as everyone saw we were helping Jungkook escape... We literally have no options in front of us..." Jin rambled while pacing, his nervousness wasn't going unnoticed as Jimin patted his friends back reassuringly.

"We... can get through this."

"How?"

Taehyung was met with clueless sass by the one who'd been quiet ever since we started running, Glenn. "You guys literally have nothing to do other than turn yourselves in."

"If we do that they'll most likely execute, Jungkook. Do you realize what sort of crime it is when somebody 'kills' the Overseer?" Taehyung's long fingers gesturing during kill, considering it obviously wasn't Jungkook who killed his own father.

"Well... what else are you gonna do?"

Glenn muttered whilst looking at the ground, kicking at the floor silently. The other guys were quiet too, thinking hard about the situation they found themselves in.

The question was predictably left unanswered, everyone just decided to sleep for whatever good it could do to our mindsets.

✧ ✧ ✧

The hours had passed quicker than expected. I apparently slept through people banging at our door, trying to knock it down but the guys had put the couch in front of it in hopes of keeping it in place and luckily it was; it held long enough so the guards could eventually give up, and they did.

I woke up to the disheveled group of friends who looked like they'd gone through hell and back. Their hair looking like they had just woke up, their eyes bloodshot and some of them had somewhat red hands... blood here and there.

"Morning." I had said gravely from the door way of the bedroom quarters. Oh, if looks could kill.

"It's past midnight..." Jimin had glared at me whilst sitting on the couch. I had shrugged in response and seemed more carefree than usual, not worrying about much even though I should; people want me dead for a crime I didn't commit, so you know... life's peachy.

But now that it was four am, I had experienced the problem about three times in the past three hours that past, holding the couch in place while the guards, along with other dwellers, tried to pry the door open.

"I don't know how much more of this I can take..." Taehyung groaned massaging his reddened hands that looked like the were about to be rubbed raw from the fabric of the couch.

"Yeah, they might be getting more people as we speak." Jin muttered with his head in his hands, Hoseok beginning to run his back soothingly.

"They can't keep this up, can they?" Namjoon spoke up as well, only he was drinking a glass of whiskey, downing it in one go.

"It's either this or we turn ourselves in... most importantly I turn myself in..."

"No!"

"You didn't do it!"

"They don't know shit!"

Everyone protested looking at me incredulously, the look in their eyes protective with a that hint of worry that hadn't disappeared yet.

"What else can we do? We're in a vault, there's no where to hide." My heartless laugh must've set them off a little, especially Jin. Practically scolding me...

"Look here you little shit, I don't give a damn if there's no other way out but you're not turning yourself in or I swear I'll-"

"Wait."

Jin scolding was interrupted by none other than Yoongi, Jin's finger still pointing to my chest as as I was leant back from him, eyes still widened slightly as Jin backed up.

"What?" Jin spat at Yoongi who was deep in thought about something that we figured we would find out soon enough. His index finger was resting under his chin as he thought, when he finally spoke his voice was steady, somewhat hopeful.

"There is a way out..."