It took me a while to process what I had just seen.
I looked down at the two bodies, just hours ago so full of joy and happiness, now laying lifeless and tortured on the floor.
I look up at the killer, whom I had just been on the most amazing date with.
"How could you!" I screamed, almost shaking the walls surrounding us.
"It had to be done, love. Nothing will come between me and you. Especially not two worthless boys like them..." Jungkook simply said, spinning the silver weapon in his hand.
I was bawling as I dropped to the floor and placed my hand on the beaten and cut parts of Jimin's body, tracing the bloody slashes in his clothes, moving up to his head. I moved my finger along his sharp jawline, and over to his lips.
Lips I had just kissed.
It was impossible to fully comprehend that they were dead. But I knew it would hit me later, and I wouldn't be able to accept it.
I moved Jimin's soft hair and placed a small kiss on his forehead.
"Rest well. I didn't know you for long, but I sure will miss you."
"Don't kiss that disgusting excuse for a human." Jungkook retorted, glaring at his dead body in such a menacing way.
"THATS YOUR BEST FRIEND! YOUR BANDMATE! AND YOU ARE PERFECTLY FINE WITH THE FACT THAT YOU JUST TORTURED AND KILLED HIM?!" I bellowed at the disgrace I saw before me.
"He kissed you. And you are mine. So yes, actually, I am fine with that." He stated in the most peculiar way, as if everything was normal.
"I am however sorry I hurt you, love." He moved closer to me to hug me, but I pushed him to the floor.
"Don't even think about touching me."
I look over at Yoongi's body. Unlike Jimin's, it's all pieced together, except the knife through his heart.
"What about him huh? He didn't do ANYTHING to you." My hands were shaking as I bent down and cupped his cheek with my hand.
"He asked for it. So I gave it to him."
"TRYING TO STOP YOU FROM KILLING PEOPLE IS NOT ASKING, ASSHOLE!" I said, kicking him even further away from me.
"Sweetheart, don't be mad at me. He tried to stop me from having you."
I get up slowly, staring at the boy in complete disbelief.
"Jungkook, are you sane?"
He nods, approaching me again.
"Oh... I don't think so, sweetheart." I spat at him.
"Neither do we. Step away from her." Namjoon's deep voice called from the doorframe.
"Ahh! My friends..." Jungkook called, completely ignoring the pair on the floor.
"I would reconsider your choice of words. Come on Seo, let's go." Taehyung called out, motioning me away from him.
"Please don't leave me for them, you know how much I love you..." Jungkook swooned, trying to win me over after the unforgivable event.
"No."
I stepped toward the 4 boys, getting ready to leave the unsettling murder scene.
"RUN!" Hoseok called out to everyone, grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder.
The four started sprinting down the hallway, toward the front door, looking up, Jungkook wasn't far from us, with a gun aiming at Hoseok.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I yell, starting to cry.
I already lost two of my idols today, I don't need anymore. Especially not the most positive and uplifting one of all. After this, I would need him.
Seokjin was watching Jungkook's every move, suddenly jumping in front of me and Hoseok.
Bang.
Jin's body hit the floor, the now group of 3 abandoning him in the hallway.
I head Namjoon mutter under his breath what sounded like a "rest in peace".
Taehyung opened the door, letting Namjoon and Hoseok run out the door, with me on his shoulder. Namjoon kicked it shut with his foot, hopping straight into the car.
"I'll drive." Taehyung immediately jumped into the drivers seat and started the car. Namjoon hopped in the passengers side, leaving Hoseok to drop me in the back next to him.
Door still open, Tae hit the accelerator and we skidded off down the road. I quickly closed the door, the only sound was screeching wheels and heavy breaths.
"Is everyone okay?" Namjoon asked quietly.
"Yes." Everyone muttered, except me.
"Physically okay?"
Again, the only person who didn't agree was me.
"Seo, are you okay back there?" Did he hurt you?"
I didn't answer, gripping Hoseok's hand tighter. He did the same, leaning in closer.
"Well, I guess we need to change our group name. We aren't really bulletproof are we?" Tae said, trying to brighten the mood.
"Heh. Yeah." Namjoon whispered, "That's what Seokjin would have said." His voice was breaking, signalling he was starting to cry.
"Well. We didn't really get to formally introduce ourselves. We're BTS. Well, what's left of it. I'm assuming you know our names?"
For a moment I stayed silent.
"You guys are my biggest idols."
Hoseok leaned over and kissed my cheek softly.
"I'm sorry you had to see us like this."
"It's not your fault."
The rest of the car trip was silent but quick.
We stopped at the official BigHit building.
"Won't he find us here? I asked, genuinely curious.
"No. We have high security and we don't live here." Hoseok simply answered, getting out of the car, picking me up and carrying me toward the large building.
We eventually, after many hallways and levels, reached the rooms.
"Namjoon... hyung..." Tae stuttered, "Can I sleep with you tonight?" He looked up at the leader, both fear and admiration across his face.
"Are you fine to sleep with Hoseok, Seo?" Namjoon asked softly.
I gripped Hoseok's arm in response.
"It will be okay. This place has high security. And I'm sorry you had to see those three die. It is hurting us all..." he said leaning down, voice cracking at the vivid memories.
I let go of his arm and pulled the taller boy into a hug.
"Yoongi... he was... my best friend." I heard him choke out, wiping his tears on my shirt.
"I know... I'm sorry...." I filled with sympathy and wasn't sure what to say to him.
"I'm here for you."
He hugged me tighter in the awkward situation. The only sound was his cries echoing off the crisp white walls.
"Come on. You need some rest." I pulled him into the large modern room and laying him down.
"Can I get changed first?" He asked, laughing a little.
"Oh. Yeah. That might be a good idea." I giggled, moving out of the way.
He went into the bathroom and I changed in the spacious room.
"Don't laugh at me." I heard him faintly say from behind the door.
"Why would I?" I asked, Hoseok coming out in fleece Mang pyjamas just seconds after.
"I look like a little kid, don't I?" He asked, blushing.
I burst out laughing.
"Hey!" He yelled, making me laugh more.
"You look adorable. Now come on, get some rest." I said, getting into the soft bed.
Hoseok got in shortly after. Grabbing all of the blanket and curling into a ball.
"Hoseok!" I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over to me.
"Please. We are friends now aren't we? Call me Hobi."
I smiled, and moved closer to him, putting my arms around him.
"Goodnight. Seo."
"Goodnight, Hobi."
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Min Seo
Jeon Jungkook
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