Family [BTS mafia ff]

64 | Irrational Thinking

YOONGI'S POV

The sounds of shuffling caught my ear and I turned around, briskly clutching onto my gun and pointing at whoever the intruder was. 'Jimin!! You're awake!' I yelled, moving towards the hospital bed and promptly sitting down on the chair after putting away my gun.

Jimin smirked, 'It seems the oh-so-strong Vanguard can get pretty emotional, isn't that right Yoongi Boongi?' He scoffed, resting his head on the pillows.

'I told you to stop calling me that.' I sighed, arching an eyebrow making Jimin shrug. 'Thank goodness you're alive though Park. I almost thought you were a goner when I found you. What on earth happened since the gala?'

Jimin sighed into his casted hands. He looked up at the ceiling and then back at me. 'When I left Hee-Ra and Jin and made my way to the meeting room, one of Yong-Chul's men kidnapped me. Then they beat me to the pulp, knifed me, and even tried, no they did, burn me with those cigarettes and lighters.' He explained. I flinched at his words, thinking of how Jimin had even survived through all that shit.

'I need to kill those mutts for what they did to me.' He growled. I nodded slowly.

I glanced towards Jimin. His facial expression screamed anger, his features twisting together. I'd never seen Jimin so exasperated before. Usually, he was the laid-back kind, acting all nonchalantly. 'Those fuckers are gonna pay for messing with you, I'll make sure of it.' I grumbled, reaching for his shoulder.

'What about Hee-Ra?' Jimin asked, giving me a softer look. I bit my lip and shook my head. 'They managed to take her and Seokjin at that.' I said, rubbing my temples.

Jimin eyes shot wide open. 'That bastard took Seokjin and Hee-Ra?!' Jimin shouted in a hoarse voice, throwing off the hospital blanket and attempting to slip on his shoes. Immediately, I ushered him to lie back down.

'For fucks sake Jimin, act rational... your bedridden and besides the others are out searching for them.' I said, gritting my teeth.

'But they took both our people, how am I supposed to stay put knowing that?' He cried, rolling his fists into a ball.

'I understand, but right now you need to focus on recovering whilst Joon and the others find them and kill that bastard.' I justified. Jimin hung his head low in response.

'If they do find them, please tell them to forward this message to Hee-Ra.' He whispered.

I furrowed my brows and gestured him to continue. 'I want to tell her something when she returns home... once this goddamn war is finally over.'

HER-RA'S POV

Each of Yong-Chul's men dropped dead to the floor. Multiple pools of thick crimson liquid expanding around the cadavers.

'Hee-Ra!! Thank goodness you're alive!' Namjoon cried, approaching me in hurried steps.
'I guess you could sa—' Before I could finish my sentence, my legs gave way and I collapsed to the floor.

Namjoon quickly kneeled down besides me and laid me carefully in the ground. He looked me up and down till his eyes froze at the gaping hole in my leg. 'Y-your leg? You got shot!?' He yelled, plastering a worried look on his face.

I nodded weakly. It was hard enough to breathe but to say words that was out of the question.
After seeing my state, Namjoon instructed Taehyung to go find Seokjin and for Jungkook to treat me while he goes after Yong-Chul.

Eventually, Jungkook showed up and he carefully opened up a first aid box. He took out tweezers, a syringe, bandages and cleaning wipes.

'I'm going to take out the bullet to the best of my ability after injecting you with some pain killers, just endure the pain.' He whispered, pulling on latex gloves and a mask.

He prepared the syringe and breathed in. I watched as his hands trembled as they reached towards the wound. I reached out for his arm and nodded, signaling him to not fret. He exhaled and sedated me with the pain killer before attempting to locate and take out the bullet with the tweezers.

I winced every now and then, feeling the mild pain that remained. Suddenly, Jungkook's doe eyes lit up and he pulled off his mask. He raised the tweezers and showed me the bullet. 'I took it out, now I'll treat the wound. Thankfully you were shot in the leg instead of the upper body and it's not too deep in.'

He cleaned up the blood with the wipes and applied some antibiotic cream before wrapping my calf with the bandages. 'Thanks Kook' I mumbled as he held me by the waist and slowly assisted me with getting up.

I wheezed after standing up. Although the bullet was out, the pain remained inside and I could feel it.
'Let's take you to the hospital, you need to get professionally checked and treated.' Jungkook said, packing up the box and placing my arm over his shoulders.

I gazed at him from the side and he angled his head to face me. I hung my head low and shook my head.
'I...need... to get.. that bas...tard back..' I uttered, wrapping my fingers around the handgun in my pocket.

Jungkook looked at me and scrunched his nose. 'I'm sorry Hee-Ra but Namjoon's dealing with Yong-Chul, we need to get you treated as soon as possible!' He sighed, pointing in Namjoon's direction with his head.

I took my arm off his shoulders and faltered my way towards Yong-Chul. I unloaded the gun and counted the bullets remaining. One. One bullet. I have to make it count.

However, Jungkook grasped my shoulder and stopped me from going further.
'Hee-Ra, please I don't want you to get hurt again.' He pleaded. I turned to face Jungkook, and gazed into his eyes, before taking off his hold on me.

'I'm going to end this quickly.' I whispered before trudging my way to Yong-Chul.

NAMJOON'S POV

'When will you give up bastard?!' I bellowed, throwing a nasty look at Yong-Chul.
'Namjoon, you know when I have my eye on something I never give up.' He cackled, scratching the back of his neck.

I took out my gun from the sleeve holster, curled my fingers round the trigger, aimed it at Yong-Chul before firing a shot straight for the head. However, he managed to dodge the bullet and proceeded to take out his own gun. 'Die Namjoon, just like that disgusting mistress of your father's did.' He growled, pulling the trigger.

I ducked and just about missed the bullet before attempting to make another shot at him. However as soon as I was about to fire, someone walked in front of me, a gun at their hand that aimed in Yong-Chul's direction.

'Let me deal with Yong-Chul... cousin.' Hee-Ra said, peering over her shoulder and smiling.

A/N:

Merry Christmas readers!! Here's an update as a little gift from me 💛

Jimin has something to say to Hee-Ra but will he ever be able to tell her face to face? And Hee-Ra decides that she'll take over things with Yong-Chul!! How exactly will that turn out?

Remember to tell me your thoughts in the comments~