WELCOME TO THE CLUB

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Yoongi laid on the floor, panting hard. His face was drenched with sweat and his wrists ached from the ropes. Turning slowly, he tried to peek at his attacker from under the bag but a foot to the back caused him to curl inwards. Closing his eyes, tears slipped out of his eyes. He bit his lips, forcing his sobs in.

"Are you crying, Yoongi? I thought you were the tough one." The voice said.

Yoongi didn't reply. A sense of familiarity suddenly washed over him.

This voice... It's familiar, Yoongi thought. Who did it belong to?

Before he could put the pieces together, the sound of a machine gun going off gave him a shock, breaking his train of thought. Screams came from outside the room, the sound of bodies falling to the ground.

"What the fuck?" The voice said, grabbing Yoongi and pulling him up. Yoongi heard a door being kicked open and, oh my god, he heard Jimin.

"Drop your fucking gun now or you'll die!" Jimin shouted. Yoongi heard the sound of a gun aiming towards him, its parts clinking. His kidnapper must be using him as a shield, he thought.

"You shoot me, I shoot him."

Yoongi felt a gun pressed onto the side of his forehead.

"Jimin, what did I say abou-" Yoongi heard Namjoon say but he stopped.

There was a pause in the room, the silence deafening.

"Jackson?"

"Kim Namjoon."

"How... You're alive."

"Yeah, I'm alive. No thanks to you."

"Jackson, I'm sorr-"

"Shut up. I'm going to blow your friend's brains out."

"If you do, everyone in this entire school dies." Jimin's voice dripped with venom. "I mean it. Every single living being."

The gun next to Yoongi's head clicked, signalling that it was loaded and ready to shoot anytime.

"Go ahead."

"Jackson, please don't do this."

"You left me to die. Jinyoung saved me, he healed me. You left me. And you killed him."

"Not him," Yoongi interuppted. Jackson pushed the gun hard on Yoongi's temple, causing his head to tilt sideways.

"Then who did?"

"He's not here. Jimin, who came with you?"

"It's only us. The rest were busy."

"Damn, what could be more important than me?"

"I may or may not have caused the principal to off himself."

"You what."

"He shot himself. In front of me. I swear I didn't kill him, even though I wanted to."

"Wow, breaking the rules, disappointed but not surprised."

"You two, stop arguing and tell me who killed Jinyoung!" Jackson yelled. He jabbed the gun harder on Yoongi's temple. He winced painfully.

"He's not here," Yoongi said. " Sorry to disappoint."

"Then tell me!"

"I can't, it's against the rules."

"I may or may not have killed the principal, who cares about the rules." Jimin muttered under his breath.

"I can't tell you, but I can show you. Then I'm not breaking any rules." Yoongi turned his head towards Jackson. "Let me go and I'll show you. But first. take off this bag."

"Yoongi! What are you saying?" Namjoon sounded confused. And hurt.

Jackson removed the bag, the light temporarily blinding Yoongi. He squinted his eyes, barely making out Namjoon and Jimin who were standing in front of him.

"Min Yoongi, are you betraying us right now? After we risked our lives trying to save you?" Namjoon asked angryily.

Jimin stayed silent.

Jackson grabbed Yoongi by the collar and dragged him along as he side stepped to the exit, where the two were standing.

"Move, or he dies," Jackson waved his gun at Yoongi. They obliged, letting him go. Yoongi managed to make eye contact with Jimin, who was staring at him blankly. He gave him a quick wink before Jackson pulled him away.

Hopefully he'll understand, Yoongi thought.

As Yoongi and Jackson disappeared into the darkness, Namjoon and Jimin stood still, saying nothing.

"Did... Did Yoongi just-?"

"No," Jimin interuppted Namjoon. "He's planning something."

"Yoongi?"

"Yeah, he has a plan."