Rare

7th part

"W-What are we supposed to do now?!" Jimin whispered to the other omega as they had come outside, tears welling up in his eyes.
"This was his plan Namjoonie I don't know what we are supposed do." He told, looking up at the taller omega who was carrying a now unconscious Hoseok on his back. "I-I don't know either Jimin." Namjoon answered, clearly panicked as he kept on looking up at the window they had exited trough a few moments ago. Yoongi had really planned it all well. The window was only a few meters above the second floor roof. That's why, they instead of falling two floors and unto the rock hard ground below them, they instead unknowingly followed Yoongi's plan and landed on a soft pile of snow after falling a short distance.

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Both males sighed, trying to collect their thoughts. Namjoon carfully shifted Hoseok off his back and placed him on bare part of the roof that the two of them had just cleared of snow. "Let's start by finding a way to get of off this roof." Jimin told and was about to start speeding away, when he felt himself get held back by a grip on his wrist. "Hyung what.." "No." Namjoon interrupted. "First we are going to stop your bleeding." He told. His words made Jimin look to his upper arm where he had been shot by the bullet earlier. He had forgotten about that. Everything that had happened, had caused such a huge build up of adrenaline in his body. This seemed to have that made the pain numb down and had distracted him from the deep, profusely bleeding wound on his upper arm.

"Oh, right." He mumbled back to the other, glaring at the pierced piece of flesh on his arm. He knew by the look of it that it was serious, after all, it very much resembled the one that Hoseok almost had died to. At the realization, a dull tiredness was running through, and filling his body, completely replacing the previous rush of adrenaline. The wound didn't hurt, even now, when he was now he staring at it, fully aware of it's presence, rather than pain, there was more like a faint, numb sting was going through every little nerve in his arm.

He let out a quiet breath. One so quiet in fact, that Namjoon wouldn't have noticed it at all if it wasn't for the cloud that formed due to his warm breath in the cold. Jimin mumbled something back to the other that he couldn't quite catch, then he let himself get dragged by the older omega down unto a soft patch of snow beneath them.

The oldest of the two quickly repositioned himself so that he could properly look at the wound. The purple haired didn't say anything. He didn't need to do so. Jimin understood by his heavy breathing and shaky movements that he too knew just how severe this injury was. Quickly the oldest of the two ripped a big strip of the fabric of form his shirt. Jimin jolted harshly when Namjoon tied the fabric tightly around his bleeding arm. He mumbled a quiet: "Sorry, Jimin-ah." Which was answered with nothing, but a pained huff.

"This is all I can do for now, but I promise I'll do my best heal you once we get of this roof, yeah? Y-you'll live Jimin-ah." He told, not meeting the younger male's eyes and his words sounded a lot more uncertain than they both dared admit to.

"Of course I will hyung." Jimin told, forcing a strained smile to his lips. "Before we can we can be sure about anything though, we need to get off this roof." After he has said those words Namjoon nodded back to him and the two quickly started speeding over the flat roof to try to find a way to get down safely, not risking themselves nor Hoseok anymore injury or trauma.

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A short while after they started searching, it had started snowing again. A thin layer having started building up on the alteady set snow beneath them. The cold newfound snow wasn't the part about the weather change that bothered them the most though. Instead it was the steadily increasing wind. It became almost impossible for the two to see anything trough the spiraling snowflakes that were repeatedly gushing into their eyes and they were both harshly shivering in the cold weather, their thin assigned slacks were not helping at all at keep the cold out.
The weather change did not stop them, they kept going with the same speed that had upheld till now. They knew that it was their only option. If they stayed on the roof much longer they knew that they had to wait and see if it was the cold, their hunger or in Jimin's case, his injury that would kill them off first. One positive thing at least was that the though of finding a way off the roof and to finally escape, was the only thing that at this point gave their drained and starved bodies energy and keep them going.