Ace For Hire // BTS Reader Insert

19

Locating Jung was proving to be more difficult than you anticipated. 

You were running around earlier without any real sense of direction, so to conserve energy you began to fast walk through the hallways. The building itself, if you can even call it that, was something similar to Kang's mansion maze. It's a shame that the guy you looted your weapon and gear off from didn't have a convenient map of the place's layout. 

In your dominant hand you had your stolen handgun, with the walkie talkie in your other hand. Keeping the communication device near you since for the past hour it's been nothing but a frenzy over the voice channel since you made your declaration of war.

Was it the right move or not? You couldn't help but mull over as you kept trying to imagine the boys reaction if they even heard you. Without realizing it your fast walk change to just a walking paced then eventually your legs completed stopped you in yet another hallway that divides into three other directions. Standing on top what had to be the most expensive carpet you've ever walked on you've let out a sigh upon realizing your mistake.

"I broke the promise." Annoyed, with yourself, you begrudgingly did your classic one hand on your hip while the other rubs the bridge of your nose pose. With the hand holding the loaded firearm being the one on your hip with it pointed down and away from you. There's a time and place for everything and any thought, however you couldn't stop visualizing the pure disappointment on their faces, especially Jungkook. 

They'll learn to get other this, sooner or later.  You told yourself as a means to stay focus with the Jung at hand. You didn't like that type of thought but you also couldn't stand around getting hung over it either currently.

As you lectured yourself, you snapped your head to the side as a man dressed in Jung mafia attire was suddenly behind you with a raised baton weapon. Without even batting an eye you threw your hand over your shoulder, holding the gun upside-down as you aimed back, easily unloading two bullets into him. Stepping out of the way to let him drop onto the carpet, you suddenly noticed how painfully obvious why the carpet was a deep red shade as is. Since his blood barely made a stain, more of just a wet texture beneath him as it puddle around. 

Ironically enough, the crackle of the walkie talkie startled you more than the war cry baton attacker. 

"[Y/n]." A voice called out, not as in a, 'Are you there?' type of tone. But more of a, 'You better be there to answer', tone.

"This is her speaking, alive and unharmed." You spoke while holding down the talk button with a sigh of relief you finally made contact. "I assume you've ran into Doyeom, Hoseok? Or vice versa- you didn't hurt him right?"

Or maybe I should hold off on saying anything over the channel for now. You thought to yourself as you removed your finger from holding down the button. 

Hoseok spoke up, as if hearing your thoughts, "I went through a lot to scramble to everyone else's channels and radio chatter. Like trial and error until I was able to isolate this channel for just the two of us."

Trying to get a jump on avoiding a lecture via private radio, you awkwardly repeated, "Doyeom's okay right?" Hoping asking about him would both distract or prove just how fine you are to worry about another's current state. That and you'd be a bit of liar if you didn't think of Doyeom as a little brother for the short time you've put an ounce of trust in him. Siblings must be nice to have.. The intrusive thought in your head announced as you looked around for anymore enemies.

For a beat, a silence feel over, "He's fine. But [Y/n], what happened to the original plan? What happen to never splitting up?" Hoseok voice verge on an older brother nearing an ass whooping over a lengthy lecture. "And what are you saying about me? Me deciding to reclaim my bloodline right? New order? Are you... insane! Why would you say something like that to basically everyone about me?!"