dreamer ✵ jhsxbts

eighteen.

*talk about needles: i'll give a warning when it comes*

"come on guys," yoongi said, smiling like there wasn't anything life threatening about this situation.

"are we really going to go out there casually? like they aren't just going to point guns at our chests?" hoseok asked.

"even if they do end up shooting us, it will be alright because we will all be together and heaven could exist so I might see you all there," jimin beamed, it was hard to believe that jimin believed in god despite all the dirty thoughts that ran though his head.

"don't be getting all soppy now!" yoongi at jimin laughed, "if we just comply with what they're asking, we'll probably make it out alive so don't worry!"

"whatever you say," jimin shrugged.

all seven of them made their way to the front door, which by now, probably had a massive dent in due to the banging that the fbi were doing.

namjoon went over to the door and opened it, there they found over 50 fbi agents standing in front of the door.

"hello!" namjoon said casually as he walked out the door. his other six mates following out after him.

even though namjoon was not the leader, he was the one who acted the most mature out of them all so he decided to lead them all out.

the fbi agents made a clearing for them so they could walk through safely to the van.

yoongi and jungkook held onto hoseoks hands as they entered the van.

in the back of the van, with two other fbi agents, was someone that the seven boys knew.

it was the president, he was riding in the van along with someone else that the boys did not recognise.

"hello president!" yoongi smiled as they entered the van. the president smiled back, although he was a bit too happy to be a president, he was a bit too unprofessional aswell but what could hoseok say since he had never been the president.

"hello yoongi," the president replied, "this is my secretary/the scientist who will be extracting the blood from hoseok,"

hoseok greeted the secretary with a smile, this was wasn't unusual for hoseok since he smiled at strangers a lot, but jin was surprised at the action.

the secretary smiled in return, "would you refer going to the government lab or just doing the extract in the van?"

*needle talk ahead, skip to the next notice please*

the sunshine looked at jimin. he motioned for hoseok to answer, "could we just do it here? you see, i'm kind of tired,"

"yes of course mr. jung,"

the action happened very quickly. hoseok got his blood took out of his arm so fast he didn't even feel the needle stick into his arm.

*end of needle talk*

"woah, that was fast," hoseok gaped.

"thank you hoseok," the president bowed, "i hope this works,"

"me too, thank you!"

the boys exited the van to see all of the agents gone. yoongi let out a big breath, "i really expected us to be jumped or something since were one of the most powerful gangs in korea,"

"same hyung," taehyung replied well he walked inside the house.

"i'd advise us to move to one of
our other safe houses though," jungkook butted in, "they could ambush us when we least expect it,"

"sounds like a plan!" namjoon cheered.

the youngest sighed, "again?!"

"yes again, seokie," jimin chuckled.

"it's so boring moving around again and again," hoseok
complained.

"i know it is, but do you really want to die?"

the youngest gasped, walking into the house, "what! no of course not!"

"that's what i thought," the eldest tutted.

"hoseokie," namjoon started, "please get your belongings and meet us downstairs in five,"

"sure hyung!" hoseok waved as he made his way up the stairs.

it only took the younger three minutes to gather his things since taehyung brought him some more clothes from they had moved last.

like every teenager, he passed time by playing games on his phone. taehyung had also got him a new phone since his old one was cracked and barely working properly.

hoseok laughed at the fact that taehyung was basically his sugar daddy.

five minutes eventually passed and hoseok made his way out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

he glanced right down the hall and saw jin and jungkook laughing about something, hoseok had no clue what though, as they gathered the last of their things from their rooms and gave them to some people he barely recognised.

one of them was changkyun. hoseok pouted, 'i hope he didn't hit his head that bad'.

then he glanced left down the hall and saw namjoon and yoongi talking casually while carrying their belongings. the youngest had learned over this past week that they were the closest out of the whole group.

namjoon talked to yoongi like he was his own age, this obviously meant that they were extremely close.

hoseok stood outside his door with a smile on his face.

this situation reminded him of the second time they all had to leave one of the safe houses, different people were talking to each other but it was similar.

*reference to chapter 11^*

the only thing that was different was the fact that no one had came up behind him and sacred the life out of him.

just as hoseok was about to turn to his left, someone's arms wrapped around his torso, successfully scaring the life out of the younger.

hoseok let out a loud scream, this made the person unwrap their arms from him.

"what the hell?" the person behind him asked.

hoseok spun around, sighing in relief as he saw who it was, "don't scare me like that!"

"sorry seokie, it was just an opportunity i couldn't miss," the boy laughed, "anyway, we have to get going now. come on,"

the boy took hoseok's hand and dragged him down the stairs.

"don't be so rough, i'm fragile,"

"damn right you are," taehyung laughed as hoseok appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

namjoon pulled jimin's grasp away from hoseok's wrist, "jimin don't be so forceful,"

"sorry," jimin said.

"lets go," yoongi motioned for everyone to exit through the back door.

hoseok smiled. if this was going to be his life on the run till the cure came, he would just have to deal with it. it's not like he didn't like this type of life on the edge though.

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