𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟑 | 𝐅𝐈𝐍

hoseok

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"I am scared. So scared. I've been there for you so many times and won. I've saved you over and over, but right now the forces converging on your position have me out-gunned. I've never asked you to defend yourself, the pacifist that you are, but please, please, open your eyes and see what's coming." Hoseok states, his large frame covering yours as you hide. His whisper is quiet but rushed and full of panic.

"I know you'd never fire a single shot to save yourself, but it won't be just you they take down. If to stop you they need to attack everyone you love, they will. If they take you first they'll go after them afterwards out of vengeance and a desire self-preservation - removing the risk of you being avenged. So please, please, don't bury your head in the sand this time." He cups your face, forcing you to look into his brown orbs. The little golden flecks in them sparkle with agony under the broken streetlight.

"They know where you are, who you are, who loves you... and that's my guilt right there... If you didn't love me they would have never made you a target. I'm sorry. But there it is. Help yourself, get out of their line of fire. You know what to do, you just need the courage to do it."

His breath is gone by the time he's done, sweat trickling down the side of his face. You check over his shoulder, fingers curling around your gun as the shadows of men make their way down the alley.

"I have imagined holding you so many times, but now more often that not I find the future I seek is an empty shell. Things have changed so much, so fast, I worry that I won't be able to control the ending of our story. As we approach the climax the characters refuse to behave, each of them seeking to be the protagonist instead of accepting their role as side characters. They see how things will pan out with you and I, leaving for some place better, a place of peace, and they hate us for it. And you want to stay here to save me?" You hiss, keeping your eyes locked on the moving pair. Hoseok gapes like a fish, your words silencing him.

"They'll kill you if they think it's to their advantage and celebrate your "sacrifice" for a thousand years or more. Isn't that the definition of a savage? You aren't like that, you never have been. So I'll ask you again, will you let me take you out of here? Because if I can't save you, I can't save me. Safety without you would be worse than death." You finally look up to meet his gaze, biting your inner cheek as his lips once pursed in worry relax into an easy grin.

He knows you.

"This isn't how it's supposed to happen, y'know? I should be whisking you out of here and giving you the lecture." He points out, indirectly informing you that your sudden ability to grow some balls has damaged his ego.

You snort to yourself, aiming your gun at the first man to emerge from the shadows, pushing him behind you with a flirty wink.

"Buckle up, princess."