Very proud of all the members 💜 Their speech was beautiful and inspiring.
MY UNIVERSE IS AMAZING! One of my favourite collabs EVER! 🥰😭👏
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Everyone stopped everything they were doing, no one moved. All eyes were trained on Jimin and this mystery Korean woman. She was a couple inches shorter than Jimin, long black hair, and she had a mask covering her face. The only thing I can clearly make out are her angry brown eyes.
She was pretty strong though, she threw Jimin to the ground and pointed the gun at him, he didn't dare move but continued sobbing. I held my breath, but stayed hidden behind the table. I don't want a female presence to make her even more angry.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Namjoon asked calmly.
"I did it. I made it all the way here. To see all of you," She said excitedly. While she spoke my foot got tapped on, by Yoongi, who was gesturing for me to stay. As if I'm moving from this spot.
"What do you want?" Namjoon asked more sternly.
"You. All of you! Well, mostly Jimin Oppa. I finally found you, I should have come sooner. I'm sorry it took so long." She said in a weird, but sickly sweet tone.
"Then why do you have a gun to him?" Namjoon asks.
"It's the only way. I can't make you fall in love with me by just being your friend. It takes too long to become your friend." Tell me about it. I shift ever so slightly to get a look towards the security tent. Something is wrong, they should have been here by now, "So I'll have to do it by force."
"Your crazy." Jimin says.
"What did you say? I don't speak English." She says to Jimin, still oh so sweetly, and takes a step closer to him.
"You. Are. Crazy. I'll n-never love y-you." He says between sniffs. He looks afraid, but his eyes seem to show anger. She sees red, and I'm even more scared for his life.
"WHY NOT!? I'm...I'm beautiful!" She says ripping off her mask. Showing her face to everyone, she's average if you ask me, "What's standing in my way oppa! TELL ME!"
She puts the barrel against his forehead, and I start moving without thinking. I slowly stand up, hands raised. Against Yoongi's concern for my safety. I move between Yoongi and Hoseok.
Namjoon and I share a look and I nod to him, he then tries to get her attention away from Jimin and keep her eyes away from me, "Hey, hey, calm down, ok? Why don't you tell us exactly what it is you want? What's your end goal after all of this?"
"I just want Jimin. He's everything to me, my whole reason for living." Freaking crazies. As she keeps talking to Namjoon, I go to move again, but I'm stopped by Hoseok's hand on my shoulder. He just shakes his head at me, silently telling me to stay put.
"I understand your feelings, Jimin-ah is an amazing person, but you know nothing good will come of this for you. Even if you somehow manage to take Jimin away, and live happily ever after, it'll never be a complete life. He'll never love you the same way you love him." Namjoon says.
I look toward Namjoon confused. Why would he say things like that? She'll only get angrier. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a shadow moving behind her. Ah, distraction. Then I notice who he's distracting for. Jungkook is missing from our lineup. I look back to the figure, and sure enough, Jungkook is moving closer and closer to her. Its almost elegant, the way he is stalking her. He moves like Pocahontas following John Smith. Low to the ground, and a serious look in his eyes.
Just as he is about to get close enough to pounce her, she shifts her attention from Namjoon to Jimin again, telling him how much she loves him and how their new life will look. Jimin makes a mistake and his teary eyes shift towards Jungkook for a split second. Long enough for her to register that someone was behind her. The next steps happen so fast.
She swung around and pointed her gun, Jungkook acted quick and went to grab her, but she still shoots, and Jungkook goes down. He rolls on the ground clenching his right bicep, groaning in agony. She steps back for a second and collects herself. Then turns back toward Namjoon, tears are streaming down her face. He looks at her with a mix of shock and worry, and softly asks, "What have you done?"
"Jungkook!" Jin screams, and Namjoon holds him back from running to him. Jin falls to his knees instead, sobbing and holding his own torso.
"What have you done?!" Namjoon yells again.
She looks from Namjoon to Jungkook, "I-I..."
"Kookie..." Jimin cries out, "I will never be with you, and I will never ever love you!"
You can almost see a switch in the woman's brain being flipped.
"If I can't have him, then no one can!" The girl screams hysterically at Namjoon. She pushes the hammer of her revolver down with her thumb, the clicking sending me into high gear. She then points it at a panicked and wide-eyed Jimin. Resting her aim near centimeters from his forehead.
"Hoseok. Yoongi." I whisper, while not taking my eyes off of the situation occurring in front of me, "Do you trust me?"
Yoongi replies instantly, "Yes."
Hoseok's answer echoes Yoongi's shortly afterward. I take a deep breath and step forward.
"STOP, PLEASE!" I scream. "It's me you want, not Jimin!"
I could feel the weight of all the seven boy's eyes turning to look at me. All of them displaying looks of fear and terror for both Jimin and I.
"What do you mean?" Came the sharp reply.
"I'm the one standing in your way." I say with a serious face. "I'm his girlfriend."
She's watching me, her eyes scanning my face, looking for any hint that I'm lying. She won't find it.
I take one step forwards, closer to Jimin, in a subtle attempt to put myself between him and the lunatic holding the gun. I can feel everyone eyeing me, but I don't break eye contact with her.
Eye contact is the first thing they teach you about lying. Liars tend to always look everywhere but your eyes. The bridge of your nose, your eyebrows, your lips, anywhere is fair game. I take another step. I'm looking right into the black orbs, searching for any hint of a soul she may have left. It feels like I'm trying to call out to it.
Another step forward and I'm now about 5 feet from the girl.
"So, you'll die for him?" I can hear the slight skeptical infliction in her voice. "Just like that? You'll let me have him?"
"Absolutely."
"No! No, please! Don't hurt her!" Taehyung yells at her. I turn my head towards him, he's in tears. Namjoon has the same worried look as Hoseok and Yoongi, but doesn't say anything.
"Its ok, Taehyung. I got this. All of you." I say, then take another step towards her. He acknowledges me by nodding his head.
"See, with me out of the way. Your free to take my place. He loves me. They all do if I'm being honest. Right now you mean absolutely nothing to them. To them your just another crazy sasaeng." I say taking another couple steps forward.
"Gah, the hell are you thinking Y/N!? Get away from her!" Jungkook yells at me from behind her.
She spins around to him again, and yells, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
I take another step before she turns back around. She comes forward the remaining steps, and puts the gun up to my forehead.
"No, please...I'll do what you want...just don't hurt her!" Jimin says between sobs.
She doesn't take her eyes off mine, and I stare just as harshly, I know she's too far into her own head to listen to him, I try to calm him by saying, "Jimin. Its ok. Don't worry."
Her eyes narrow, and her pupils take over her iris, "FUCK YOUR ENGLISH YOU WHORE!"
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" I say in a cocky tone. Anger and jealousy are the 2 emotions that cloud judgment the fastest. Hers, I'd say, just made her blind.
I grabbed for her wrist, and move it so the gun was pointed to the sky, then drag her forward so her arm was under my armpit. I twisted her wrist harshly and grabbed the gun at the same time. Then I release her, and point the gun towards her. She falls to her knees, crying.
"Taehyung, go get help." Jin commands, then runs to Jungkook, Yoongi joining him, and start tending to him. Hoseok runs to Jimin and holds him.
I keep my eyes on her. Any sudden movement and I'll-
"Y/N." Namjoon says putting a hand on my shoulder, "Its over. Let go of the gun."
I don't move, "Not until security gets here. She's still a threat."
"Ok." He says, and Jungkook groans when Jin takes his arm out of his button up shirt.
"Baby." Jin says in a mocking tone.
My eyes reluctantly pull away from the girl and instantly get trapped looking at the blood running down Jungkook's arm.
"Looks like it grazed his arm. You'll probably still need stitches. Its not in his arm or anything." Jin says.
I look back at the girl on the ground, she's started to mutter things, "He said I would succeed. He said..."
"Who said?" I ask her.
"He said he would help me get Oppa. He said I would succeed. Schroeder. " She says, and my blood runs cold, I lower the gun, "No, I can't lose him, I won't lose him."
She grabs the gun again and we start fighting over it. A bullet goes off towards the water, another towards the main house. Hoseok runs toward us and tries to pry the girl away from me and the gun. She pulls the gun, and it starts moving towards Hoseok. She's going to shoot him. Forgive me, Hoseok.
I kick Hoseok in the stomach, hard enough that he would have to let go. He dropped to the ground just as another shot rings off into the sky, right where his face was. Out of no where, Jimin charges the woman knocking all of us to the ground. The gun is thrown twelve feet away from us. Jimin groans and his eyes are squeezed shut. He's in pain.
I look back toward the woman who is military crawling towards the gun. I grab her leg, and pull her back toward me, and I climb over top of her to get to the gun. She knees me in the gut, but I don't let go of her. I elbow her in the face, making her nose bleed. Then I hear a click, and look up to see Yoongi holding the gun up to us.
"Y/N, get off." He says sternly.
I do as I'm told, and roll of her. I stand up, and move towards Jimin. He's still rolling around in pain, I look him over and see blood staining his shirt near his hip. There is a sharp rock near him with blood on it. Must have hit it on the way down.
"Jimin, I need to raise your shirt, to see where your bleeding." I say and he nods at me.
When I lift his shirt I see a 1 inch cut, he'll need stitches. I take off my button up, glad I decided to wear this and a tank top today. I start ripping it up and make a crappy bandage to stop the bleeding. I then move over to Jungkook, and make a tourniquet out of the remaining fabric.
"Thank you, Y/N." He says with a faint smile.
I turn back to Yoongi and the woman. He's so sturdy with the gun. This can't be the first time he's held one. Namjoon walks over to them, and then squats down next to Yoongi, to get eye level with the woman.
"What's your name?" He asks.
"It doesn't matter. I couldn't succeed. He said I'd succeed." She says lowly.
"Schroeder? That's the name you said earlier." He says, looking over to me. He sent her? To hurt them? To get to me?
"He gave me the equipment to find you. I even hacked a drone, but I couldn't control it." I look to Jin, and I can tell he's fuming. He doesn't say a word though.
"Tell me about Schroeder." I ask. I pull up a photo of John from the file, and face it towards her, "Does he look like this?"
She doesn't look up. She just sits on the ground crying. Anger boils up in me, I stand up and grab her by the hair roughly, and yanked her head up to look at the phone, "Answer me."
"Stop! You're hurting me!" She yells, as if I should care.
"Pfft. You gave zero fucks 5 minutes ago about hurting us, why shouldn't I hurt you?" I say angrily.
"Y/N, calm down." Namjoon says in a calm but assertive voice.
"Namjoon, don't. She just made this fucking personal." I seethe.
"Y/N, please stop this. We won't get her to talk if you hurt her." Jin said. In near perfect English. The fuck?
"Hyung." Hoseok said with a warning tone.
"No, were done with this, Hope." Jin says back to him.
Hoseok sighs, "Fine."
I'm so confused that I forget about the woman and ease up on her hair enough that she pulls out of my grip.
"What the hell is happening right now?" I ask to no one in particular.
Hoseok pulls me away from the woman, "We all speak fluent English."
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.
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