The unsettling lot filled with mud and several empty warehouses caused Yoongi's stomach to turn a bit, his mind re-enacting previous situations there.
He reluctantly pulled his car over in an area that would be easy to exit from and got out, meeting the common raindrops that gave zero help in his tracking of Jin Woo.
His steps were light, but sloppy as the hangover was still evident.
He entered the first building; the building in which Jin Woo hid the day everything happened.
He looked over the old boxes that had once saved him for a few extra minutes.
His mind went insane after he realized how difficult finding Jin Woo would truly be.
His studying on Jin Woo and the gangs his father were in was lost in the new life he had momentarily found; leaving him blind in finding Jin Woo.
His common sense was the only thing guiding this tedious mission, and it began questioning itself more and more by the second.
Every new thought was jumbled together as he searched every nook and cranny of the warehouse.
He had finished, and as tired as he was, he continued on to the warehouses close to where Jin Woo's father originally stood on that dreadful day.
He recalled which warehouse they seemed to be around the most, so that was his first target.
He studied the outside first, making sure nobody was inside, just preparing to ambush him.
He saw and heard no movement but an eerie feeling tugged at him.
He made his way through a window with no glass and began quietly searching, still weary of anyone who could have been hiding, or following him.
He had began thinking about all the possible things that could be going on right now, such as:
-hes being followed
-someone hid inside
-numerous people hid inside
-hes on camera
-they're waiting outside
-etc
He quietly and slowly twisted the doorknob of the small office door, and when a safe amount of visibility was given to him, he peered out.
His eyes roamed, dissecting everything, looking for every hiding spot.
They stopped on a tall, masculine figure.
Dammit.
He knew closing the door and leaving wasn't an option, he had to outsmart or outdo in any way, this stranger.
He feared the door making a noise upon opening, and he feared losing sight of this man.
He decided he would have to set this person up.
His movement would have to be fast, and his fists would have to be even quicker if need be.
He had to interrupt his thoughts with the door opening and a quick sprint around the corner, to hide behind boxes and gradually make his way around them to a small bonfire illuminating the darkness consuming the lonely warehouse.
He heard faint footsteps finding their way around the place, and this anticipation killed him inside.
At one point they stopped completely, leaving Yoongi terrified.
He knew they'd have to come back soon.
He slowly peered his head around the corner of the boxes, seeing nobody, but the door was now fully open, and he hadn't left it that way.
He had stopped it 2/3rds of the way, and it was too heavy to open further alone.
His heart beat increased immensely.
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Fanfiction"You are worthy. Your problem is that nobody hates you more than you do." He refused help until he met the sun. Smut. (Idk if you guys consider it good or bad)
