The Rebellion (BTS Rap Line x Reader)

Yoongi POV 4 - Safehouse

I slid down the stairs, trying not to look over my shoulder at Y/N's room.

I shouldn't have been hesitating. I needed to get back to camp. Hoseok was supposed to be the mobile leader. I was the stationary one. I needed to protect my men and make sure that moron wasn't trying to kill others or get himself killed.

But here I was, thinking about turning around and going back up the stairs of the inn... holding Y/N until she stopped asking questions.

Will I see any of you again?

Wherever you are, I won't be too far behind.

Why had I said that? I had been trying to get rid of her since the beginning. I still didn't want her close to us. She would get herself killed in our company.

But those tears in her eyes... the way she looked at me as if I meant something to her...

God, I wanted to see that again.

No. No time for that.

"Anything I should worry about?" Hyunwoo asked as I met him at the bottom of the stairs.

I licked my dry lips and shook my head. "She'll probably try to escape or rebel against you. She does that. Keep her busy and she'll stay out of trouble. Now, let me see your leg."

He sat in one of the chairs and lifted his robes to show me the scar running from his knee to his ankle. He didn't flinch when I touched it, which was a good sign.

"Still hurts?" I asked.

"Only when the weather's bad. I don't think it could have healed any better. The scar still looks nasty, though. It's hard to believe it was so long ago."

"You used the remedy I gave you?"

He nodded. "Painful as the devil, but heals like an angel."

I lost my train of thought, remembering that I used the same ointment on Y/N's shoulder after carrying her out of the forest. She was nearly bare when I put the ointment on her. I didn't think about it at the time - I had seen plenty of naked women as a medic - but now I was thinking about it in ways that were not professional.

Hyunwoo tapped my forehead. "You haven't heard a word I said, have you? You worried about her?"

I rubbed my face like it would wipe thoughts of her out of my head. "I have to think of my men first."

"Aye, you have many people to care for. It's hard to decide who to put at the top of the list, isn't it?"

"Chain reactions," I said. "At the top, you take care of the ones directly below you. Then they take care of those below them. Then they take care of the bottom. I can't go straight to those who aren't directly in my care."

Even if I wanted.

I tried not to look back at the stairs.

"There's nothing wrong with a little rearrangement," Hyunwoo said. "It makes more room. Besides, I've never seen you at the top, Yoongi. You always put yourself at the bottom - sacrificing everything for the well-being of those around you."

I didn't answer. 

"You have your father's wisdom in you, and your mother's compassion," he continued. "That's what makes you such a damn good leader. I'd follow you to war again if you asked."

I chuckled to myself. "I wish you could fight with me, but I'm afraid the war I'm fighting now is meant to be fought alone."

He looked me over, a hint of understanding. "Are you winning or losing?"