He wasn't sure which so he just asked. He sat down in the back between J-Hope and Jungkook, wondering idly if Tae was able to text properly or not. He might be tied up or tortured, he wasn't sure. Maybe he was still drugged. His replies might not be the best. "Let's go ahead. At the very least, we have someone on the line."
Yoongi gave a nod, giving his okay. There wasn't much else to do right now, so he leaned forward to try and see the screen, unable not to at least look and see. The tension was getting to him too.
tae
The response had taken a while for someone who texted as fast as Tae usually texted. a few seconds later, a picture came through, but it pretty much only showed the ceiling. The next one did manage to show parts of Tae's face, even if it was bloodied, bruised and swollen. Yoongi frowned, indicating the hand visible in the corner.
"Looks like a dislocated thumb. Might have gotten out of cuffs. I've done that, hurts like a bitch."
hang in there, kid, i'm going to get you. i'm on my way rn with y, j and jh.
is jimin okay? ten? everyone alive? a simple yes works
He didn't want to overdo it and drive the kid nuts trying to respond. He just wanted to know if they were alive and well. He was worried that maybe someone wasn't but Tae hadn't mentioned it yet. Jungkook leaned forward and frowned, feeling kind of sick seeing Tae like that. It wasn't fun any more, not like it once was. "Poor bastard."
"That's a lot of horror for ten letters," Yoongi observed, putting a hand on Jungkook's knee. "Relax. If he can still text, he's probably not dying." Although it looked like a bad beating, if the bit of his face they'd seen was any indication.
J-Hope had gone very pale, just staring at the texts and wishing he couldn't guess what they might mean. "It's happening right now, right?" That was what was going on.
Another picture came through, clearly wobbly since Tae had to pick the phone up for it, but it showed Jimin, chained to a bed, with blood on his face and down his neck.
Holy shit. What did he even say to them? God. That poor kid. Was he being raped or... probably that but he didn't even want to know. Namjoon tried to keep his cool, giving Jungkook a wary look. He was young, should he be seeing this kind of thing. He knew that was stupid but at the same time, Kookie felt young. Too young. He didn't want him involved any more than he wanted Tae, Jimin and Ten.
At the picture of Jimin, he winced. The boys pants were around his knees but at least his underwear was still on. It didn't really confirm anything but it was not a pretty sight. He clicked off it quickly so Yoongi didn't have to see it for long.
stay calm we are coming we need cheon's attention. where is he rn?
Well, that sounded like a nice nightmare, certainly painted a picture. Hobi swallowed, looking at Yoongi briefly. Once more the man's face was unreadable, but he saw death in those eyes. Cheon had made so many mistakes. "Are you planning on telling Tae to alert Cheon to the phone, Namjoon?" J-Hope was just asking. "Seems risky."
"Nope, I'm not that stupid. I think the best method is to either text him and get the alert to make a sound when Cheon is in the room or we just approach him. He's not in the room with Jimin and Tae, they're safe but..." He didn't want to say anything about Ten with Hobi right there but he was the only one with Cheon right now. They stood a good chance of stopping him before he got to Jimin.
"It's your call, Yoongi."
how long have they been out there? any ideas? it's okay if you don't know.
Of course it was his call. It would always be his call. Yoongi knew he couldn't show any weakness right now, even knowing that J-Hope was staring at him, knowing that it meant that it was entirely on him if he made the wrong call. One move might be riskier for Ten, but he supposed nothing much could be done there and since he was supposedly something of an ally, he might survive. The other move was very likely to get Tae hurt or worse.
"We'll approach." No hesitation, outwardly, which left no room for argument. "I'll head out alone to negotiate. J-Hope, you need to get into position fast."
"Me and Jungkook will scale the place, we'll try and find another exit. If we can't, we'll be at the front and we'll wait for your signal." They had to get in to Tae and Jimin, it was top priority. He just hoped they could save Ten, he really didn't like the look on J-Hope's face right now. As they pulled up, Namjoon tried to keep cool, wishing he could assure Hobi it'd be okay.
Tae figured that if he was about to die - and he certainly felt like it - he at least went out with something positive. He wanted to say something else to Jimin, but in the end all he managed was a smile before passing out again.
Hobi put his rifle together, looking around before even leaving the car. He had t find a good vantage point quickly and he had to somehow keep his nerves. This was so much easier when there was more preparation time and when there wasn't... Well, Ten. He didn't know why, but this hadn't even felt like this when it had been about Namjoon all that time back. Maybe because he saw Ten as his to protect and he already felt as if he'd failed him.
He started his ascend and Yoongi walked up to the building, exuding confidence he didn't feel. Nothing new there. He walked right up to the door, knocking it with his fist, but only three times.
"Ko Cheon?! This is Min Yoongi. I believe you have something that's mine. We should negotiate!"
Cheon let go of Ten almost immediately, pushing him aside as he did his pants up. Min Yoongi, here? That was kind of as planned, but it seemed too fast. He cursed under his breath, trying to refocus his mind. "Who's with you?!"
Namjoon snuck around the back of the building, gesturing for Jungkook to go the other side. He couldn't see any signs of anywhere else to enter. This place was a dank, windowless nightmare box. It was unlikely they were getting in.
Ten dropped down uselessly, his body giving up under him as he hit the floor hard. He wanted to pull up his pants but he couldn't use his hands right now. He was going to die now. Die after everything. Min Yoongi would kill him or Cheon would, one or the other. He wished he could have seen Hobi once more, he was always so kind of him.
Jimin jerked upright, shooting Tae a panicked look. "Tae? Tae? What else did Namjoon say? I-- I think I can hear Yoongi! Oh, Tae. It's going to be okay." Hopefully. Maybe. At least it sounded like Yoongi had come, he could only hope he was going to save them all.
"I assume Tae is already dead." Hopefully not, but if Tae's recounting of the events was right, then Cheon might not have any way of being sure of that, which meant that if he assumed as much, he might not check on Tae at all, leaving him free from further danger.
"What about Ten? Want to kill him? He's been all over your precious Jimin." Cheon just wanted to find a way to get back into control. This was tricky and he knew he could lose easily. He had to try and figure out where he stood.
"One of my men wants to answer for Ten. We'll see." Honestly, he hadn't entirely made up his mind about it. "But I want Jimin. Now. Show me Jimin and you can tell me what you want."
Ten didn't know why Cheon was throwing him under the bus like that but then, when didn't he? He just wanted to crawl away somewhere and curl up. Which is what he tried to do. He wanted to get away from Cheon. If he was dying, he didn't want to die near him.
Like a wounded dog, he tried to drag his body away from Cheon.
Jimin tried to get upright but he couldn't. Every time, he got jerked back down. He wriggled his hips, trying to get his pants back up, just trying to hear what was going on. He wanted Min Yoongi, he wanted him to make it all better. He wanted Tae to stay away. "Tae, I know you're not awake but help is coming! I swear it."
"Step back and put your gun down and I'll get Jimin."
Cheon waited and Yoongi complied, moving back a few metres and putting his gun down on the ground, lifting both hands. He wished he had a way of knowing whether J-Hope was in position, but he would just have to trust him. There wasn't really another option.
After a tense moment, Cheon moved, turning down the hallway. He grabbed Ten by the arm when he passed him, dragging him along and back into the room. He let go of him next to Tae, pointing his gun at him for a moment. "I should shoot you right now. You could die with your friend."
Whatever. He had no time for games. Damn Min Yoongi. He moved to undo the handcuffs holding Jimin to the bed, but immediately cuffed his wrists behind his back instead. Since he needed to walk him to the door, he pulled his pants up, even if he didn't bother buttoning them. "I'm going to blow your brains out right in front of your lover," Cheon whispered to Jimin with a smile.
Ten had lost all will to fight at this point, he let himself be dragged and dropped, limp and compliant. He didn't care. He was dead anyway and he suffered for nothing but at least he had saved Jimin. That was something? He wasn't a total coward. He gave up trying to have any dignity or safety and just lay there, staring at Tae, hoping the other was still alive.
Jimin yelped at the rough treatment and stumbled onto his feet, wishing he looked a little more together for this. He tried to ignore Cheon's comment, he was just trying to scare him. Yoongi wouldn't let him die. He wouldn't! He'd have a plan.
"You're sick. You're a sadistic bastard. I can't believe you did that to Ten." Or that he was about to do that to him. Why did Cheon think he owned everyone? "Yoongi-hyung will beat you. We both know it. Even if I die."
"I'll kill him," Cheon assured him, "I have a plan." Well, at least he had a gun and Yoongi currently didn't have one, so there was that. He walked Jimin out of the room and down the hallway, stopping before he opened the door to kiss along his neck and finally bite down on it, suck and nip until he was sure to have left a mark.
"You'll always be mine." With that he finally opened the door and walked outside, holding the gun against Jimin's chin.
Yoongi kept his hands up, looking Jimin over and relieved to at least not see any serious injuries. Everything he did see was bad enough, especially the undone pants. Especially that mark on Jimin's neck.
"You're revolting!" He hated the feeling on his neck, still wet and probably darker than he cared for. He remembered how often Cheon did that to him before, he always wanted to mark and claim him. Cheon never got beyond a few blowjobs he hadn't wanted to give, he supposed that was something. A way of showing resistance.
Cheon hadn't beaten him.
"Yoongi, I'm really sorry." Was the first thing he could think to say because he shouldn't have broken the rules. "I love you, I'm so sorry. Tae is hurt, I-- I'm sorry!"
"Shh, Jimin. It's fine." Yoongi wasn't exactly pleased that Jimin had ditched the guards, but hey. He had done those things and worse when he was younger. He didn't blame Jimin for these consequences, he knew he hadn't seen that coming. "I love you too."
It felt opportune to say it now, because he knew he had to gamble. J-Hope was watching, he had to be. He had to trust that. "What's your plan, Cheon? You're not going to get very far. No wonder your gang was so easy to take out. You are pathetic."
Well, Namjoon always whined about how Yoongi's strategy was often to draw the aggression against himself, but hey.
Cheon sneered at him, digging the gun against Jimin's chin hard enough to make him tilt his head back. "Are you trying to provoke me? You are transparent. You are the pathetic one. Everyone knows you'd be nothing without your father!"
Yoongi made a move to bend and go for his gun, which made Cheon finally target him instead of Jimin. There was a shot, loud and clear and when Yoongi realised he wasn't the one hurting, he picked his gun up, looking up in time to see Cheon's gun hit the ground.
A moment later and Cheon was screaming, holding his shoulder with one hand. Yoongi moved forward immediately, kicking the gun on the ground out of the way and pointing his gun at Cheon. What a good shot. Hobi really was the best.
"I killed my father." Yoongi felt that might be worth pointing out, if a bit belated. Cheon had dropped to the ground, the pain overwhelming.
Jimin's ears hurt and God, he genuinely thought he was about to die in that moment. His eyes were clamped shut and he expected death but it didn't come. He dropped his head back down, confused where the gun went. He turned around, eyes open, looking at Cheon on the floor... what? Hobi-hyung? It had to be him!
He didn't want to jump all over Yoongi because he knew that it was dangerous still so he hurried behind him, a light touch on his back.
Namjoon wasted no time running into the place, dragging Jungkook with him. They had to go and get the boys out of there so they could clear the area. God, he hoped Tae was still alive. He checked every room until he hit the final one, bursting into it.
"Oh, shit."
There was a lot of blood in this room. He didn't know what blood was from who, he just hurried forward to get Tae, crouching down beside him and checking his pulse. "Tae, buddy, come on. You there? Kookie, get Ten out of here!"
Yoongi took his phone out, holding it to his ear as he called for an ambulance, his gun never wavering from Cheon, who was glaring up at them both with hate-filled eyes. Not very effective right now, Yoongi thought, but whatever. "We have three injured parties." He gave the address, then quickly described the nature of the injuries. "One has been beaten up badly, one has been beaten and raped--" Might as well get right to the point. "--third one has an injured earlobe and is in shock, possibly other injuries."
Because, no, he wasn't about to get Cheon to an ambulance. Instead he confirmed a few details and waited for Namjoon and Jungkook to come back out with the victims. He ended the call and put his phone away again. "They said ten minutes."
Tae's eyes blinked open, but remained unfocused, even as he looked around the room. "Jimin?!" He had his priorities.
"Tae?" Jimin hurried straight over to Tae as Namjoon set him down carefully outside, still holding him in his arms and trying to keep him still. "Oh God, you're so hurt. Are you okay? Are you going to-- It's okay, Tae, it's all okay. I'm fine." His ear hurt so badly he wanted to cry and he was terrified but otherwise, he was fine. Thanks to Tae and Ten, really. He turned his head and watched as Jungkook hauled Ten out and dropped him onto the floor as gently as he could, he'd been kind enough to pull up the kids pants at least. He left him on the floor, not overly feeling touchy with him, focusing instead on Cheon.
"You're a sick son of a bitch, you know that? I'm going to have fun hurting you."
Jimin kept stroking Tae's hair gently, inspecting his head for wounds, trying his best not to look at Ten. The boy had done all of that for him, he felt sick inside thinking about it. How could Cheon do that? Any of this?
"Fuck off, you little twerp!" Cheon hissed the answer, voice pained and very, very angry. "You are just lucky you've got people to hide behind or I'd have fucked you over worse than that." He glared at Jungkook, clearly wishing he could fuck him over right now.
"Jungkook, Namjoon, get the bastard into the car." Wouldn't do to have an injured man out when the ambulance came. Yoongi had no idea how long J-Hope would be, it was hard to figure out from where exactly the shot had come, but he assumed he might not necessarily make it in time before the ambulance.
He stepped up to Jimin, kissing the top of his head. "Try not to move him too much." Tae looked badly off, but it was hard to judge how serious it really might be. He crouched down by Ten's side, since he didn't know where J-Hope was and it felt wrong to ignore him. Whatever else might have gone down, this was definitely a traumatised kid when it came down to it.
"I've called an ambulance, so you'll be taken care of. I won't kill you." He'd have to see about punishment.
Namjoon let Tae lie down carefully before grabbing Cheon and moving the pig towards their car. He could ride in the trunk, it was where he belonged. Jungkook took great pleasure shoving him in and making sure his head hit against the top of the trunk as he did it. "We're going to make you scream later." That was a guarantee.
"You will kill me." Ten wasn't stupid, he was beyond defeat now and he didn't even care. He couldn't find any will to move from where he'd been dropped. He knew what Cheon had told him, he knew everything. He was so screwed for so many reasons. Cheon was going to drag him down with him, he'd seen him do it. "Just don't let him near me again. Please."
"Yoongi won't kill you." He wasn't a bad person, he knew he couldn't state it outright but Yoongi was a good guy, he wouldn't kill Ten just because he did something stupid. "Hyung, he tried to kill Cheon! He stopped him from -- from raping me and then he did it to Ten." Jimin couldn't help crying, the emotions bubbled over and he leaned into Yoongi for comfort. "They got hurt and they didn't deserve it! Cheon wanted to hurt me."
"He's not getting near anyone again." Yoongi could promise that much. He wrapped one arm around Jimin, wishing he could comfort him properly, but they were still out in the open and he wasn't taking any risks. He just held his lover. "He won't hurt you again. I can promise you that. He's not hurting anyone."
Definitely looked like he'd done enough damage. He didn't bother arguing with Ten, he always kept his word and he'd said he'd not kill him once. Seemed like enough effort to him. "They did the right thing, Jimin. Your safety comes first."
Might as well teach Jimin that harsh lesson. Jimin was with him, hurting Jimin was the closest anyone could get to hurting him. Just like he had to reward Jungkook for taking a bullet for him. Not much of a difference. "You'll have to help me pick a present for Tae."
Perhaps it was best to talk as if he was sure Tae would make it, even if he had no way of telling.
J-Hope finally made it down, entirely out of breath when he ran over, not bothering with anything else and just dropping down next to Ten, immediately pulling him up to cradle him against his chest. "Devil child again, huh?" He stroked Ten's hair, not bothering with hiding his tears. He couldn't hide his emotions well anyway, so he never tried.
"Is Tae going to be okay? He's not moving." He was still breathing, he could see his chest rise and fall but he wasn't an idiot. He knew that he'd been hit in the head a lot tonight, it was possible that there would be swelling he couldn't see or some kind of damage there. The fear made him want to be sick, he couldn't lose Tae. "I need him, I can't lose him! I can't, Yoongi."
"He'll be fine, he's a fighter." Namjoon came back over, just checking on Tae without touching him. "I saw the lights of the ambulance, they're on their way down to us."
Ten didn't expect to see Hobi hyung again and especially not in any positive way. He expected Hobi to kill him, to not care, to shatter the illusion he had of him and do what Cheon expected he would do. Instead, he was crying. Odd. Ten went to reach up and wipe them away but his cuffed hands didn't want to work and remained limp. "I'm sorry, hyung. I had to do it. I didn't want to die." Cheon scared him so much. "Please don't cry for me. I'm no good."
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Is this Tae or is this Cheon?
He wasn't sure which so he just asked. He sat down in the back between J-Hope and Jungkook, wondering idly if Tae was able to text properly or not. He might be tied up or tortured, he wasn't sure. Maybe he was still drugged. His replies might not be the best. "Let's go ahead. At the very least, we have someone on the line."
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The response had taken a while for someone who texted as fast as Tae usually texted. a few seconds later, a picture came through, but it pretty much only showed the ceiling. The next one did manage to show parts of Tae's face, even if it was bloodied, bruised and swollen. Yoongi frowned, indicating the hand visible in the corner.
"Looks like a dislocated thumb. Might have gotten out of cuffs. I've done that, hurts like a bitch."
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hang in there, kid, i'm going to get you.
i'm on my way rn with y, j and jh.
is jimin okay? ten? everyone alive? a simple yes works
He didn't want to overdo it and drive the kid nuts trying to respond. He just wanted to know if they were alive and well. He was worried that maybe someone wasn't but Tae hadn't mentioned it yet. Jungkook leaned forward and frowned, feeling kind of sick seeing Tae like that. It wasn't fun any more, not like it once was. "Poor bastard."
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ten rape
"That's a lot of horror for ten letters," Yoongi observed, putting a hand on Jungkook's knee. "Relax. If he can still text, he's probably not dying." Although it looked like a bad beating, if the bit of his face they'd seen was any indication.
J-Hope had gone very pale, just staring at the texts and wishing he couldn't guess what they might mean. "It's happening right now, right?" That was what was going on.
Another picture came through, clearly wobbly since Tae had to pick the phone up for it, but it showed Jimin, chained to a bed, with blood on his face and down his neck.
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Holy shit. What did he even say to them? God. That poor kid. Was he being raped or... probably that but he didn't even want to know. Namjoon tried to keep his cool, giving Jungkook a wary look. He was young, should he be seeing this kind of thing. He knew that was stupid but at the same time, Kookie felt young. Too young. He didn't want him involved any more than he wanted Tae, Jimin and Ten.
At the picture of Jimin, he winced. The boys pants were around his knees but at least his underwear was still on. It didn't really confirm anything but it was not a pretty sight. He clicked off it quickly so Yoongi didn't have to see it for long.
stay calm we are coming
we need cheon's attention. where is he rn?
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beat me up
i woke up
hear cheon and ten
Well, that sounded like a nice nightmare, certainly painted a picture. Hobi swallowed, looking at Yoongi briefly. Once more the man's face was unreadable, but he saw death in those eyes. Cheon had made so many mistakes. "Are you planning on telling Tae to alert Cheon to the phone, Namjoon?" J-Hope was just asking. "Seems risky."
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"It's your call, Yoongi."
how long have they been out there?
any ideas? it's okay if you don't know.
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head hurts
Of course it was his call. It would always be his call. Yoongi knew he couldn't show any weakness right now, even knowing that J-Hope was staring at him, knowing that it meant that it was entirely on him if he made the wrong call. One move might be riskier for Ten, but he supposed nothing much could be done there and since he was supposedly something of an ally, he might survive. The other move was very likely to get Tae hurt or worse.
"We'll approach." No hesitation, outwardly, which left no room for argument. "I'll head out alone to negotiate. J-Hope, you need to get into position fast."
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But he couldn't promise him anything.
we're outside, tae. we're coming.
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Tae figured that if he was about to die - and he certainly felt like it - he at least went out with something positive. He wanted to say something else to Jimin, but in the end all he managed was a smile before passing out again.
Hobi put his rifle together, looking around before even leaving the car. He had t find a good vantage point quickly and he had to somehow keep his nerves. This was so much easier when there was more preparation time and when there wasn't... Well, Ten. He didn't know why, but this hadn't even felt like this when it had been about Namjoon all that time back. Maybe because he saw Ten as his to protect and he already felt as if he'd failed him.
He started his ascend and Yoongi walked up to the building, exuding confidence he didn't feel. Nothing new there. He walked right up to the door, knocking it with his fist, but only three times.
"Ko Cheon?! This is Min Yoongi. I believe you have something that's mine. We should negotiate!"
Cheon let go of Ten almost immediately, pushing him aside as he did his pants up. Min Yoongi, here? That was kind of as planned, but it seemed too fast. He cursed under his breath, trying to refocus his mind. "Who's with you?!"
"I'm alone. I want Jimin."
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Ten dropped down uselessly, his body giving up under him as he hit the floor hard. He wanted to pull up his pants but he couldn't use his hands right now. He was going to die now. Die after everything. Min Yoongi would kill him or Cheon would, one or the other. He wished he could have seen Hobi once more, he was always so kind of him.
Jimin jerked upright, shooting Tae a panicked look. "Tae? Tae? What else did Namjoon say? I-- I think I can hear Yoongi! Oh, Tae. It's going to be okay." Hopefully. Maybe. At least it sounded like Yoongi had come, he could only hope he was going to save them all.
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"I assume Tae is already dead." Hopefully not, but if Tae's recounting of the events was right, then Cheon might not have any way of being sure of that, which meant that if he assumed as much, he might not check on Tae at all, leaving him free from further danger.
"What about Ten? Want to kill him? He's been all over your precious Jimin." Cheon just wanted to find a way to get back into control. This was tricky and he knew he could lose easily. He had to try and figure out where he stood.
"One of my men wants to answer for Ten. We'll see." Honestly, he hadn't entirely made up his mind about it. "But I want Jimin. Now. Show me Jimin and you can tell me what you want."
Tae didn't move, once more seemingly unconscious.
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Like a wounded dog, he tried to drag his body away from Cheon.
Jimin tried to get upright but he couldn't. Every time, he got jerked back down. He wriggled his hips, trying to get his pants back up, just trying to hear what was going on. He wanted Min Yoongi, he wanted him to make it all better. He wanted Tae to stay away. "Tae, I know you're not awake but help is coming! I swear it."
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Cheon waited and Yoongi complied, moving back a few metres and putting his gun down on the ground, lifting both hands. He wished he had a way of knowing whether J-Hope was in position, but he would just have to trust him. There wasn't really another option.
After a tense moment, Cheon moved, turning down the hallway. He grabbed Ten by the arm when he passed him, dragging him along and back into the room. He let go of him next to Tae, pointing his gun at him for a moment. "I should shoot you right now. You could die with your friend."
Whatever. He had no time for games. Damn Min Yoongi. He moved to undo the handcuffs holding Jimin to the bed, but immediately cuffed his wrists behind his back instead. Since he needed to walk him to the door, he pulled his pants up, even if he didn't bother buttoning them. "I'm going to blow your brains out right in front of your lover," Cheon whispered to Jimin with a smile.
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Jimin yelped at the rough treatment and stumbled onto his feet, wishing he looked a little more together for this. He tried to ignore Cheon's comment, he was just trying to scare him. Yoongi wouldn't let him die. He wouldn't! He'd have a plan.
"You're sick. You're a sadistic bastard. I can't believe you did that to Ten." Or that he was about to do that to him. Why did Cheon think he owned everyone? "Yoongi-hyung will beat you. We both know it. Even if I die."
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"You'll always be mine." With that he finally opened the door and walked outside, holding the gun against Jimin's chin.
Yoongi kept his hands up, looking Jimin over and relieved to at least not see any serious injuries. Everything he did see was bad enough, especially the undone pants. Especially that mark on Jimin's neck.
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Cheon hadn't beaten him.
"Yoongi, I'm really sorry." Was the first thing he could think to say because he shouldn't have broken the rules. "I love you, I'm so sorry. Tae is hurt, I-- I'm sorry!"
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It felt opportune to say it now, because he knew he had to gamble. J-Hope was watching, he had to be. He had to trust that. "What's your plan, Cheon? You're not going to get very far. No wonder your gang was so easy to take out. You are pathetic."
Well, Namjoon always whined about how Yoongi's strategy was often to draw the aggression against himself, but hey.
Cheon sneered at him, digging the gun against Jimin's chin hard enough to make him tilt his head back. "Are you trying to provoke me? You are transparent. You are the pathetic one. Everyone knows you'd be nothing without your father!"
Yoongi made a move to bend and go for his gun, which made Cheon finally target him instead of Jimin. There was a shot, loud and clear and when Yoongi realised he wasn't the one hurting, he picked his gun up, looking up in time to see Cheon's gun hit the ground.
A moment later and Cheon was screaming, holding his shoulder with one hand. Yoongi moved forward immediately, kicking the gun on the ground out of the way and pointing his gun at Cheon. What a good shot. Hobi really was the best.
"I killed my father." Yoongi felt that might be worth pointing out, if a bit belated. Cheon had dropped to the ground, the pain overwhelming.
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He didn't want to jump all over Yoongi because he knew that it was dangerous still so he hurried behind him, a light touch on his back.
Namjoon wasted no time running into the place, dragging Jungkook with him. They had to go and get the boys out of there so they could clear the area. God, he hoped Tae was still alive. He checked every room until he hit the final one, bursting into it.
"Oh, shit."
There was a lot of blood in this room. He didn't know what blood was from who, he just hurried forward to get Tae, crouching down beside him and checking his pulse. "Tae, buddy, come on. You there? Kookie, get Ten out of here!"
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Because, no, he wasn't about to get Cheon to an ambulance. Instead he confirmed a few details and waited for Namjoon and Jungkook to come back out with the victims. He ended the call and put his phone away again. "They said ten minutes."
Tae's eyes blinked open, but remained unfocused, even as he looked around the room. "Jimin?!" He had his priorities.
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"You're a sick son of a bitch, you know that? I'm going to have fun hurting you."
Jimin kept stroking Tae's hair gently, inspecting his head for wounds, trying his best not to look at Ten. The boy had done all of that for him, he felt sick inside thinking about it. How could Cheon do that? Any of this?
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"Jungkook, Namjoon, get the bastard into the car." Wouldn't do to have an injured man out when the ambulance came. Yoongi had no idea how long J-Hope would be, it was hard to figure out from where exactly the shot had come, but he assumed he might not necessarily make it in time before the ambulance.
He stepped up to Jimin, kissing the top of his head. "Try not to move him too much." Tae looked badly off, but it was hard to judge how serious it really might be. He crouched down by Ten's side, since he didn't know where J-Hope was and it felt wrong to ignore him. Whatever else might have gone down, this was definitely a traumatised kid when it came down to it.
"I've called an ambulance, so you'll be taken care of. I won't kill you." He'd have to see about punishment.
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"You will kill me." Ten wasn't stupid, he was beyond defeat now and he didn't even care. He couldn't find any will to move from where he'd been dropped. He knew what Cheon had told him, he knew everything. He was so screwed for so many reasons. Cheon was going to drag him down with him, he'd seen him do it. "Just don't let him near me again. Please."
"Yoongi won't kill you." He wasn't a bad person, he knew he couldn't state it outright but Yoongi was a good guy, he wouldn't kill Ten just because he did something stupid. "Hyung, he tried to kill Cheon! He stopped him from -- from raping me and then he did it to Ten." Jimin couldn't help crying, the emotions bubbled over and he leaned into Yoongi for comfort. "They got hurt and they didn't deserve it! Cheon wanted to hurt me."
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Definitely looked like he'd done enough damage. He didn't bother arguing with Ten, he always kept his word and he'd said he'd not kill him once. Seemed like enough effort to him. "They did the right thing, Jimin. Your safety comes first."
Might as well teach Jimin that harsh lesson. Jimin was with him, hurting Jimin was the closest anyone could get to hurting him. Just like he had to reward Jungkook for taking a bullet for him. Not much of a difference. "You'll have to help me pick a present for Tae."
Perhaps it was best to talk as if he was sure Tae would make it, even if he had no way of telling.
J-Hope finally made it down, entirely out of breath when he ran over, not bothering with anything else and just dropping down next to Ten, immediately pulling him up to cradle him against his chest. "Devil child again, huh?" He stroked Ten's hair, not bothering with hiding his tears. He couldn't hide his emotions well anyway, so he never tried.
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"He'll be fine, he's a fighter." Namjoon came back over, just checking on Tae without touching him. "I saw the lights of the ambulance, they're on their way down to us."
Ten didn't expect to see Hobi hyung again and especially not in any positive way. He expected Hobi to kill him, to not care, to shatter the illusion he had of him and do what Cheon expected he would do. Instead, he was crying. Odd. Ten went to reach up and wipe them away but his cuffed hands didn't want to work and remained limp. "I'm sorry, hyung. I had to do it. I didn't want to die." Cheon scared him so much. "Please don't cry for me. I'm no good."
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