#Warning: Mentions violence and blood
Seokjin’s P.O.V.
The minute we succeeded in rescuing Hobi we were caught by Byun and dragged out into the open right where Kai met us, grandly declaring his win against the plans of the General to trap him, and how he had rightfully given him the deserving return gift by killing him.
But right now as I sat cornered in fear with Hobi constantly losing blood, his strength failing him in even keeping his eyes open, I am not really sure how much of our rescue and plan to kill Kai is going to actually work.
I guarded Hobi, watching Kook hold his gun at us as he turned to Tae for the signal to attack Kai.My eyes moved to find him in a rash scuffle with the silver-haired man, his wounds crippling him against his cruel opponent as he roared in pain and stumbled every time the man hit at those. He was thrown on the ground and instantly Byun had his gun aimed at him, finger on the trigger and my blood turned ice.
But before I could even begin to think of something to get him out of his fatal position a shot echoed and my head snapped back to see Kook, who fell to his knees and blood gushed down his stomach.
Our eyes met right before Kai came to drag him away, and I saw a tear dribble down his eyes as he silently mouthed ‘I am sorry’ to me.
Something snapped within me, taking me back to those days when he began to visit my home, when he was the shy guy, silent and fidgety, always apologizing for being different from ‘normal’.
And all through the time I’ve known him he has apologized so much, about every little thing, about all the disguises, about the lies, and sadly even about the truths. Life had paved a path of apologies for him because he has been trying forever to turn away from the darkness he had been born into, trying to fight all the voices in his head, apologizing in every step for being confused about where he belonged.
I know I have to do something, I can’t just let him die! It’s Kook for godsakes! He’s forever been there for me, no matter how twisted things got, he has been there and there’s no way I can watch him die right in front of my eyes!
I set Hobi to lean against the wall, shuffling to find the gun Tae had handed me. Terror grew within me as I heard Kai growl at Kook, hitting and kicking him as he groaned in pain and his steps faltered.
“Don’t!” I saw Kai push the gun at the side of his head this time and sprang from my place as I brushed off Hobi’s warnings, my shivering hands gripping too tightly at the weapon and before I knew it my fingers pressed on the trigger in their own volition.
My mind went blank as I felt recoil after recoil sent tremors through my hands, and I felt so enraged, brutality was never my thing but this man wasn’t made for empathy.
Visions of the bloodied carcasses at the airport after they had bombed the place flashed through my mind, the people with their throats slit open whom I had seen back at that warehouse spread out like a canker in my inward eye, every single pain Taehyung had gone through, every torture he had put Kook to bear since his early childhood, the loss of thousands of innocent lives, millions of families grieving their loved ones all because of this man.
My lungs ached with breathlessness as I watched him drop down, and realized in my frenzy I had emptied the entire mag. I saw Kook watching me with disbelief in his eyes and was about to go to help him when from the corner of my eye I saw Taehyung rush towards me, his eyes wide with terror as he turned about to place himself right in front of the gun Byun had aimed at me.
The world around me blurred out as I ran to him realizing what he was trying to do, and God I had never seen true fear as closely as I did now. My survival instincts could be called messed up but truthfully survival wasn’t important if it comes at the price of losing the one I want to survive with.
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