To The Rescue

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"W-what? No, we need help!" I look at the caller ID to see the familiar name Kim Namjoon, "We're both bleeding out and I can't drive us. Yoongi told me to call you."

"Shit- " I hear him mutter under his breath, "Say no more, I'm on my way with my team."

"He's dead- the man." I quickly add for some reason, just feeling the need to.

I hear a sigh on the other end and he starts saying something to someone else in the room before speaking to me again.

"Okay, just stay where you are. I'll have my team clean the place up and I'll get you out of there." He says lastly before hanging up abruptly.

I glance down at the screen to make sure that he's hung up and then give Yoongi his phone back. I crouch down, trying hard to just breathe and stay awake as fresh blood keeps the back of my hair damp.

Shit, I'm going to need stitches...

"He said that him and his team are on their way to clean this place up and to get us out of here." I sit down on my knees in front of Yoongi and wipe some sweat from his forehead, "How are you feeling? Can you hold on that long?" I stare at him, eyebrows pinched together in worry.

He nods his head, a smirk attempting to appear on his face, "I'll be fine. I've been stabbed before, believe it or not. Namjoon will take care of me- you as well." He shuts his eyes and focuses on breathing steady for a moment, "Besides, Namjoon only lives about half an hour from here and I know damn well that he's speeding to get here, too."

I nod as I listen and continue to wipe sweat away from his face and neck, his hair damp with it and skin pale and cold.

"Woah, just sit and breathe. Don't do anything else." He whispers out as I open my eyes and realize that I'm laying on my side on the floor.

"Did I just fall over?" My eyes widen as I pick myself back up and sit on my butt, legs criss-crossed.

"Yeah, the blood loss is making you pass out. Just focus on breathing. Even if you do pass out, Namjoon has a skilled friend in the medical profession coming with him like always." He reassures me quietly but I can see the worry evident in his eyes and this time he's the one to wipe sweat away from my forehead and move my damp hair out of my face to behind my right ear, "And... thank you." I hear him whisper as I sit with my eyes shut, trying to not panic over us both still bleeding.

I open my eyes slowly, confused, and am about to ask him why but he answers me right away while throwing a hand up to tell me to wait.

"You did what you had to do to save me, you risked your own life to help me. I may have joked about leaving you behind or that you're on your own but even though I said that stuff you still saved me and didn't leave me behind. So, thank you, Y/n." He explains himself, "I also never meant for you to have to... kill anybody. Self defense and just hurting someone is way different from fully killing someone and I never  intended for you to have to do that because it typically always causes a strain on your mental health, whether you think you're fine or not."

I can't help the smile that makes it's way onto my face from hearing how concerned for me he is and I shut my eyes again, taking a deep breath in, "First off, I have your back because I know you have mine, even if you pretend you don't. Secondly, there was no other choice. I'd do it a billion times if it meant saving you." I chuckle and feel slightly embarrassed at the butterflies in my stomach.

I open my eyes to see him already looking at me- no, more like admiring me. I smile sincerely, take another deep breath in, and continue.

"I was depressed, hated school, and hated my life in general. I had no friends because they just used me for my money. I went with you and put myself through all of this because I needed something... anything... to give me the happiness and excitement I craved in life. I'll be honest, in the moment he attacked you I was so scared and when he ran after me I realized how unprepared I was and how scared I was truly becoming for myself." He leans forward and grabs my left hand softly, playing with my fingers as my body trembles from the cold and the memories of earlier I'm recounting, "It was a crazy feeling because for the first time I was scared of dying because I finally had someone who I didn't want to lose nor leave." I smile sadly as his thumb rubs the top of my hand. "I was actually only a few days away from going through with it." His hand tightens around mine as he realizes what I mean- that I was going to kill myself, "So, I'm beyond thankful that you picked my place to break into and that I could meet you and be thrown into this crazy life you live." I decide to end my thoughts there and shut my eyes again since I'm becoming dangerously light headed.

"I like you."

My eyes slowly open, thinking that I heard him wrong while in my dazed state, and I look at him with a soft expression, "You- what?"

Yoongi opens his mouth to speak but the front door bursts open to the left of us and a familiar deep voice greets us.

















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i know these past two chapters have been shorter than usual but the cut off and suspense just feels right 😮‍💨


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