Bloodsport'15

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getting around the building was easy. there were only around 20 people ever here at a time due to security checks and what not. this worked out in Taehyung's favor.

getting into the rooms deemed to be the hard part. each door was locked with a pad that only opened when a card was entered. minhyuk had one.

minhyuk.

how did Taehyung feel about him..?

now that he knew everything, how did he feel?

his feet carried him down the open corridor as he thought, what to do if he spotted minhyuk.

he oddly did wanna kill h-

"Who are you- hey!" Taehyung ran as soon as he heard those words, upset with himself as thinking about someone who lied to him caused him to be spotted.

he mumbled a swear as he ran down the hall, taking a left and a right before meeting a stair well. one that he'd pass on his runs, but he did just that. he never explored. he listened to minhyuks words. and when minhyuk said not to wonder off the route, he didn't.

why the hell was he still thinking of minhyuk?

he slid down the railings and opened the exit-

how did he forget to get Jungkook?

thinking of minhyuk...

he sighed and turned around. he wouldn't leave without Jungkook. that wasn't an option.

he sprinted up the stairs and back down the hall but hid in the storage closet as a few men and one woman ran pass him, in a rush to find him. he slowly opened the door, but it was flung back open and a man came in.

"miss me?"

"wonho."

the man smiled and looked up at Taehyung with a look the younger couldn't read. "we're the hell is Jungkook?"

what?

"don't give me that look, where is he."

why did chanyeol help Taehyung free Jungkook if Jungkook wasn't even being held captive. what the hell was going on!

"i d-dunno."

"so then where are you going?" he asked in an amused voice

"to get him."

"so if he's coming to get you, and you're coming to get him- if i cut him off then i got both of you, yeah?" wonho smiled and pulled out his radio ready to relay his location and get backup, but was stopped by a hard object being swung at his head.

"why didn't you shoot him!" minhyuk asked out of breath as he lowered the fire extinguishers. Taehyung only then noticed the door was opened for the third time.

he forgot he had a gun. he had been forgetting to easily lately.

"hello!" minhyuk snapped and waved his hand in front of Taehyung's face.

he looked at his gun.

the man who distorted his mind for nearly three years. the man who told him lies.
the man who he doesn't want dead.

"c'mon." minhyuk grabbed Taehyung's hand and began to pull him out the room. his touch was gently, and warm- but wrong.

"wait." a part of him froze, "what about Jungkook." not breaking their contact. in fact he held minhyuk tighter as he spoke.

"wonho wasn't lying when he said Jungkook got out. he's somewhere around here." and as if he knew he was being spoke of, gun shots sounded through the hall ways and were replaced by screams. "he seems pissed too."