(n) a person who loves cold weather, snow.

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Multiple sound of running steps diffuses throughout the silence of a cold night as he runs.

Heavy breaths left his lips and he snap his head back, his body twisting slightly in the process, he curses when he spots a group of five men chasing after him.

Fear crawl to the pit of his stomach and he compresses his hold on to the suitcase and put more pressure on to his now bulking legs.

"You fucker! Curse as loud as you can. You won't be able to when we get our hands on you." The man breaks into a cold sweat when he hears the rough voice from the chasing man behind him.

It was the chase of tigers and a deer.

Where he was the deer and they were the tigers.

They were about to shed him apart and he was about to loose his breathings.

The five men were sprinting faster than him and he knew that they were gonna catch up to him anytime soon. He also knew that those guns they always carried on they're gun leathers were loaded and ready to shoot if he tried something in a line of violence.

"Split up." Yoongi booms in an orotund voice.

At the eldest order, the group split into half of two and three. The first two take the left turn and the other three, right.

"How much longer are you gonna run?" Hoseok shouts with a wide grin.

Blood pumping quickly in excitement, he couldn't wait to get his hands on the fucker they have been chasing after for days.

"Jungkook." The called latter nods towards Yoongi and cuts his straight path, towards an alleyway.

Jungkook jumps on a giant trash can and hook himself up on the wall. Quickly jumping to the opposite side of the wall, he breaks into a sprint again.

On the other group, the two men halt their steps the moment they turn the corner. Out of breath by the amount of running, they watch the familiar giant figure of their fellow member sprinting ahead of them.

White puffs of air left their lips, hitting their faces with a feathery touch before the wind gather the faded smoke under their arms and took it away.

Even the air is demanding.

They calmly stroll their way towards the younger as the said latter takes the man by the collar from behind.

Lifting him off of the ground, the man starts to struggle against the hold, the suitcase still protected under his armpit.

But no matter how much he tried to hit the man behind him with his elbow, the giant man didn't seem to budge.

Jungkook chuckles and takes the man from his front collar this time.

"Did you really thought your gonna escape from us!" He raises the man to his face, fully aware of his legs dangling in the air.

"Now now Jeon! Don't be so rough. He's our guest." Jimin rack a hand through his hair while walking towards them with Taehyung on his side.

The man who was still dangling in mid-air was left confused.

Guest?

He thought everything was over after he got caught. He was told not to blurt out anything and he won't get hurt.

Is there more of this hell?

Hoseok comes up behind him and raise the back of his gun. Pulling down towards the man's head with a great strength, he manage to knock him out.

"Well! Not anymore." Taehyung mumbles, watching Hoseok as he put his loyal gun back to its rightful place.

After adjusting his gun inside the gun leather, Hoseok looks up and smiles, almost making his fellow members blind.

It is fascinating on how he shines so much even in the pitch black night.

Jungkook sighs, letting go of the man's collar, causing him to fall on the cold ground.

The five men stares down at him.

"So! Who's carrying him?"

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Hello guys! The first chapter is finally up. I have been struggling to come up with a great plot for a while and after watching the run ep 11, this plot came randomly to me and I just went for it.

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