Surrender Me // BTS & KTH 21+

10 ~ I Retreat

Author's Note Time

Welcome back my kuties! This chapter is *sings* draaaaama! Hope you like it :)

CHAPTER WARNINGS: SWEARING, VIOLENCE, TRIGGERS. There are a lotta swears in this chapter (what else is new?) as well as portrayals of domestic violence and a panic attack. Puh-lease don't forget to love yourself first and always!

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"Hurry!" The voice was frantic. Taehyung lowered his gun, twirled the lock, and whipped open the door before I could stop him. Jungkook fell into the room, panting.

"Hyung!" he cried, pulling Tae into a bone-crushing embrace. Jimin, Hoseok, and Jin tumbled through after Kook, enthusiastically enveloping the two in a group hug. Against their will, Namjoon and Yoongi were pulled in as well.

I stood up from my semi-hidden position and wrapped my arms around myself. Warmth blossomed in my chest as I watched the seven of them embrace. They really were a family. They cared for each other, watched out for each other, loved each other.

"And yet here you are, about to rip them apart forever," my conscience whispered. I clenched my teeth and fists, the guilt squeezing at my brain until a headache began forming at the nape of my neck.

No. Stop. Enough was enough, I told myself as I relaxed my fingers. Listening to my conscience was out of the question. I had to approach this situation with more fortitude, otherwise this guilt was going to eat at me for the rest of my life.

"Where's Mikki?" a voice asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

Hoseok peeled himself from his brothers, looking around. Once he caught sight of me, he moved my way, his eyes flashing with a hunger that had me nervously backing up against the wall. "Fuck what the others think," he said before taking hold of my jaw and crushing his lips to mine.

I whined in surprise, nearly toppling over. Hoseok grabbed my waist, managing to steady me without breaking the kiss. Once our mouths separated, I glanced over Hoseok's shoulder at Taehyung whose eyes had once again hardened to dark chocolate. Fuck me.

"Aren't you happy to see me?" Hobi asked, drawing my gaze back to his wide smile.

I was saved from answering by Jimin, who pulled me away from Hoseok to engulf me in a tight hug. "I'm so glad you're safe," he murmured. After a beat, I tentatively returned the embrace, wrapping my arms around his built torso.

"My turn," a voice said. Jimin released his hold and Jin pulled me in, letting my cheek rest on his broad chest. He planted a kiss on the top of my head before letting me go. "We missed you," he said, a smile tugging at his perfect lips.

"I missed you too," I said, returning the smile. I noticed Jungkook hovering, looking uncertain.

"All of you," I murmured. His black eyes softened at my words, making me brave enough to tentatively reach out and take his hand in mine. Rather than shaking me off like I half-expected, he squeezed my fingers, a grin working its way up his mouth.

"Alright, that's enough," Hoseok joked, taking my hand out of Jungkook's and replacing it with his own. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Taehyung turn away.

"Mikki," Namjoon said, taking hold of my chin and searching my eyes with his ebony ones. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"I'll be the judge of that," Yoongi grunted, elbowing Joon out of the way.

I raised my palm up, stopping them from coming any closer. "Really, there's no need. If anything, you should take a look at Taehyung. He's the one who got shot."