v turns at the search of yoongi's voice. parents are ushering their kids, grabbing their belongings, and fleeing making it harder for v to concentrate on the blur of yoongi.
"v!" yoongi screams out again his voice muffled by a hand.
v snaps his eyes towards the emergency door that leads directly outside. he sees that a man has yoongi in a choke hold with a gun pointed to his head. he sees yoongi kicking as he's being dragged out the door.
"shit." v curses rushing through the chaos of children trying his best not to knock them over. unfortunately, he bumps into a toddler sending them both tumbling down. the kid breaks out into a cry as his mother rushes over hitting v with her purse. "i'm sorry." he seethes scrambling to get back up on his feet and out to the parking lot, but when he looks up, yoongi is gone.
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"please." yoongi is hysterical in the back seat of his second kidnapper's car. his hands and legs are bounded by rough rope that digs into his skin. "please, let me go." he sobs. at this point, he much rather be with v.
"shut up before i blow your brains out." the man barked raising his gun up to show yoongi he wasn't bluffing.
"w-what do you want from me?" he gasps. more uncontrollable tears leak from his eyes. "why is this happening to me?!" he pleads. "why is my life so fucked up, what did i do?" yoongi knows he's should've shut up along time ago but he can't control his fear. his heart is racing and he can't breathe.
the man in the driver's seat sighs turning in to what seems to be an abandoned warehouse. "you're such a fucking cry baby. ain't no way you're a min." he snaps getting out the car and dragging a still whimpering yoongi into the warehouse.
it's dark and yoongi can feel the moistness in the air. it's thick and suffocating.
yoongi's kidnapper continues to drag him through the warehouse until they reach a door. the man knocks once before someone inside tells them to enter.
yoongi is pushed to the ground his chin smacking onto the cold concrete as he lets out a groan. "good job, kook. you're free to go." yoongi can hear the man named kook's footsteps retreat and is left in deafening silence.
"chin up, min."
yoongi lets a out a shaky breathe as he slowly looks up. he sees a man with dirty blond hair dressed in a black slacks and a black button- up that shows off his muscles. yoongi gulps.
"wow, look at you~" the man coos with a wicked smirk on his face. "when they told me they found the min heir i didn't expect him to be a twink."
"i'm not—" the man sends a foot to yoongi's face knocked him onto his back. yoongi sputters and cries out. "s-stop, please."
"oh? and he's a cry baby? your father would be so disappointed, yoongi." the man teases.
"i-i don't know what you're talking about!"
"lair!" the man sends another kick into his side leaving yoongi to gasp for breath as the wind is knocked out of him.
"i don't know my father!"
the man freezes as he was about to land another harsh kick to the boy's ribs. "keep talking."
"i never knew him,i swear. i- i was adopted." yoongi sobs. the feeling of his abandonment bubbling back up to the surface.
ever since he could remember, yoongi was always alone. in grade school he would watch all the other kids get picked up from school by their moms in minivans or their fathers that let them ride on their backs all the way home. yoongi knew he was alone when he had neither of those things. his adopted mother was some kind of slob who was too lazy to get off of her fat ass to pick him up at the end of the day. he guessed she hired him drivers to take him to and fro school because there was always a black truck waiting for him. he would never see anyone inside, but he didn't ask questions because he always ended up at home safely. outside of having no real parental figures in his life, yoongi had little to no friends. every once in a while someone would say 'hey' to him in the halls but he was never asked to hangout with someone. that was until his senior year of high school. he did have someone he could consider his friend that year, Park Jimin. Jimin basically annoyed yoongi into their friendship. the sophomore noticed yoongi was always alone and he wanted to change that, plus he thought the senior was kind of cute. (in the end they decided not to go down that road). ever since that day, yoongi felt a little less alone.
"shit. so, you're fucking useless?" the man grumbles tapping his foot against the cold concrete in thought. "you know how many people are out there looking for you? i think i'll do everyone a favor by getting rid of your trash ass right now." the man holds up his gun and points it down at yoongi.
"w-wait, no. oh my god, please. don't kill me." yoongi sobs uncontrollably practically choking on his tears. "i didn't ask for this! i won't tell anyone, i don't even know who you are and i still don't know why i'm here. please, just let me go." he begs. as he wagers for his life he can't help but to think about v in this moment. although he forced him into his kidnapping, at least he was nicer...he's hoping he'll save him.
"i'm doing you a favor. you don't wanna live a life your father did, min." the man leans down to press the barrel of the gun to yoongi's skull. "you look like you couldn't hurt a fly. you wouldn't last a day in our world." yoongi hears that familiar click and this time he accepts it as it echoes through his mind. "tell the angels kim namjoon said hello."
it happened so fast. yoongi barley had the chance to recognize the sound of a gun being fired twice before he felt the excruciating pain of a bullet entering him. however, just as fast as the pain came it went. yoongi didn't know if this was effect of death or him teetering on the edge of it.
"fuck! yoongi come on."
yoongi tries focusing his eyes but everything is a blur. "v?"
"yeah, i'm here." v wastes no time in untying yoongi and accessing where he was shot. v grimaces as he tears his sleeve off his shirt to wrap around yoongi's abdomen. "i need you to do two things for me, yoongi" yoongi groans as he feels v tug him up into a sitting position. "i need you to keep fucking breathing and hang on tight. can you do that for me?" v doesn't give him the chance to answer, not even sure if the boy was completely conscious, as he hoists yoongi on his back.
yoongi lets out a strangled gasp as his wound presses against v's back. he feels v rushing through the warehouse holding on to him tightly. he hears shouts and guns firing. he can see the light at the end as they get closer to it.
but then, it all goes black.
atleast he saved him.
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this chapter is in honor of this taegi moment. sorry it's the less happy version of a piggy back ride. poor yoongels. and his dad???
