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Min Yoongi was never really the type to be any what selfless or helpful, that was more of a Soyeon thing, in his opinion, but he was not heartless. Hence when he chanced upon a choking Park Jimin all bruised and bloody on his route back home, he felt genuinely obliged to help the boy.
Maybe it was because the other boy was his close friend's- Jung Hoseok- good friend, or maybe it was because the boy looked like he was on the verge of death and Yoongi didn't want to deal with the guilt of indirectly killing another person.
Kid probably ran into some street thugs and tried to fight them. Stupid Jimin. Come on, big boy, let's just get him to a hospital and scram, he told himself, heading over to the tiny boy, trying his best not to step into any puddles of blood so his Jordans wouldn't be stained.
"Damn, Park. What happened to you?" Yoongi grunted, hooking an arm around the sagging boy's back.
The pink-haired boy mumbled something incoherent that sounded suspiciously like 'A son of a bitch tried to kill me'. Then he gagged, spitting the blood foaming in his mouth onto the floor. He jerked up, looking at Yoongi with wide panicked eyes.
"S-Sana," he gasped for air. "And Hyunjin...safe? Did they... Did they manage to get to any of the Big Three's...?"
The basketballer blinked in confusion. The only Big Three he knew was SM, JYP and YG Entertainment, but that didn't seem to be what Jimin was referring to. "I can give Hyunjin a call to check that, but later. Let's get you to a clinic or hospital or something first, okay?" Yoongi pulled the boy to his feet wobbly.
"N-no no, not later...now," Jimin insisted meekly. "Please, Yoongi... They know too much. Standard protocol... If he sees them, he has to kill them. But he can't touch them...if they're at... the Big Three's compounds." The smaller boy was panting at this point and Yoongi was starting to realize that the situation was very far from the simplicity as he had initially expected it to be.
"Who is this 'he'?" The blonde boy asked slowly, feeling a chill go down his spine.
He tried to get the boy to move a little faster, but it seemed like Jimin was already going at his maximum.
"Taehyung," the Park boy exhaled shakily, hobbling on his weak legs.
"Taehyung as in Kim Taehyung? Ex-Soccer captain, Taehyung?" Yoongi eyes went round, stunned. "It's no time to be joking right now, Park. That man's as harmless as a fly."
Jimin's expression didn't waiver, "He's the left-hand man of Winwin."
"Now you're just talking rubbish. C'mon, let's get you to the clinic. It's just 'round the corner."
