short range || k.th x j.jk

VIII

HOSEOK'S POV

I barely have time to click off the safety of my guns before Jimin lunges towards me. I duck as he tries to hit me with his gun, before shooting off a few rounds at him. Gaining some distance from me, he dodged them with angelic grace before running back towards me, tucking his gun away in his thigh holster before pulling out a switchblade.

Cocking my guns, I aim towards him before he kicks up, knocking the guns from my hand. I watched as they slid across the warehouse, glittering in the dull lighting.

"A windmill kick... huh.."

I couldn't help the guilt that bubbled through me, I could only imagine the betrayal Jimin and the other agents could be feeling.

"I was threatened to betray them, it is all for their safety."

I could hear the sound of a gun being loaded, the skidding noise the bullet shell made as it slid into the sockets, before being clipped close. I see Yoongi slowly making his way towards us before I feel my arm being wrenched behind my back. Jimin positioned his knife against my throat, shoving his leg in between me so I would lean on him, making it hard to escape his grasp.

I can hear his haggard breathing before Yoongi spoke. "Using my man against me? You agents truly are quite naive." My eyes widened as he pulled out a small black box with a button in the center from out of his pocket.

It was only now that the beeping sound of the bomb strapped onto my chest became prominent.

"Y-you wouldn't dare." Jimin said fiercely, although I could hear the shaking of his voice. I knew he was terrified. I was terrified for him. I was always the hyung who could see the fear that plagued the young agent, and be the one to help him cope with it.

"I wouldn't be so sure I won't do it. Hoseok is nothing special, if he dies, I can get someone to easily replace him. Everyone is replaceable." Yoongi threatened, gently tapping the button, but not quite pushing down on it.

"You see, I'm the one who controls lives and who dies, and I no longer require his assistance. He is useless to me now." He spoke coldly, before pressing down on the button.

The rapid beeping of the bomb could not compete with my own heartbeat. There was so many things I had yet to do. But above all, I had yet to explain myself to Jimin and the other agents. I was going to die being known as the agent who betrayed them, and then was shamefully blown up because I was no longer necessary.

I urgently try to shake myself out of Jimin's grip as the beeping increased in speed once more. I would not let him be caught up in my mistakes. I could feel him let go of my arm, but before I could run away and create as much distance between us as possible, I felt his arms snake around my chest, holding me tight.

The last thing I heard before the ear piercing sound of the explosion was a dark chuckle from Yoongi.

JIMIN'S POV

Pain. Pain was all I felt, from head to toe. Blearily, I opened my eyes, blinking them till the world came into focus. I was laying on the floor, the hand that was beside my head was black and burnt, pieces of my skin ripped off. I could see Hobi lying beside me, his head facing towards me. There was a massive cavity blown in his chest, his skin burnt and blackened. His eyes were wide open and expressed his last emotion, sadness.

The tears that slid out down my cheeks burned as they came in contact with my raw flesh, but it wouldn't stop me from looking at him.

The clicking noise of fancy shoes clicking against the floor made me tear my intense staring into Hoseok's darkened eyes. Without moving my head, I could see Suga walk towards us.

He laughed humorlessly as he kicks Hobi's lifeless body, making him turn away from me and rest with his back on the floor, staring up.

"S-s...t-top...!" My voice comes out harsh, and pained.

"He did it for you, you know." The mafioso made an off-hand comment as he pulled out a handkerchief, before starting to polish his gun.

I opened my mouth to ask him what he meant, but no sound came out. My vocal cords had been damaged too severely.

"I told him if he didn't betray you silly agents, and wear that bomb harness, I would have slowly killed each and everyone of you. He cared for you the most, Jiminie, so I told him I would do the worst to you. Brutally beat you and happily rape you. He agreed to help me defeat you guys without wasting a heartbeat." For once, Suga's cold tone softened.

More tears flowed from my eyes, and in great pain, I tried to reach my hand out to Hobi. I could see his glowing smile in front of me, inviting me to go practice with him all over again.

"Unfortunately for you," He tone grows cold once more, "It's the end of the line." He raises his newly polished gun, clicking off the safety.

"Thank you, Hyung."

A shot resounded within the cold warehouse.