~~YOONGI'S POV~~

    What is she doing? I think, a wave of confusion, jealousy, anger, and mixed emotions from the previous night begin swarming through my stomach. I feel completely out of sorts, as though I have absolutely no control over my thoughts.

   Why is Jimin here? Why did she leave with him? Why? It's too dangerous! What if Jiun really is looking for her—

"Yoongi?" Jangmi asks, patting my arm, "Yoongi-ah!

"Why did she leave?" I demand, my eyes darting around in search of Sanghee, "What happened?"

"Yoongi, I don't know... I just went over to you're house because I've been looking for Jungkook-- but anyway, as I was coming down the street I noticed Jimin and Sanghee speaking. And then... She just left. With him."

I try to contain my sudden urge to track Jimin down and set his house on fire; a common thought that occurs when he's around Sanghee. Why do I care anyway? Is he really over Jangmi already? Why do I care?

WHY DO I KEEP ASKING MYSELF IF I CARE?!

I try to cleanse my mind of the previous night... But it still seeps into my mind, creeping a round like a predator in the night. It all felt so wrong but so right and the same time. Though I ending it quite abruptly, I felt this strange urge to keep going.

I wanted to feel her lips agaisnt mine for longer. I wanted to keep inhaling her sweet fragrance. I wanted to feel her slim fingers dig through the roots of my hair. I felt so protected and warm, and maybe even cherished. For the first time in my life... My heart fluttered.

And I hate myself for feeling this way.

What is this strange feeling swelling up in my chest? It can't possibly be love, can it? No. I can't let that happen. I can't. I don't know how to love anymore. The only people who have ever loved me were taken away. I can't afford to loose someone again.

Love hurts.

And I never want to feel it again.

I just have to protect her. To get my revenge. No strings attached.

Why does that seem so difficult?

"Are you okay?" Jangmi utters softly, sensing my distress.

"I need to go to my house--- where's Jungkook?" I ask, staggering sideways and sloppily catching my balance. I'm completely disoriented.

"I'm not sure... He's looking for Hoseok..." Jangmi replies, nervously biting her bottom lip. I peer down at her small belly, which gradually grows everyday because of the child in her womb. She still has a long while before the baby will arrive.

"He should be staying with you. I'll go look for him. I will take care of Hoseok..."

I admit, I'm quite anxious at the moment. Muhyeok has an entire investigation going on, while my best friend is missing, and Sanghee left with Jimin.

I part ways with Jangmi, hurridley running towards the house. I don't want to believe she left. Why would she? After everything I've said? Haven't I made it clear she can't go without me? We didn't speak to one another after last night. Maybe I scared her. Maybe I was too harsh? Did I hurt her?

I push open the gate with quick haste, slamming the door open and calling her name.

"Sanghee!"

~~SANGHEE'S POV~~

"Y-you w-what...?" I breathe out shakily, leaning against the brick wall in a hidden alleyway. Jimin came over once Yoongi left the house, insisting to talk in private. I reluctantly accepted.

"I did it," Jimin repeats in a choked tone, tears streaming down his cheeks, "I took Hoseok."

"Jimin..." I saw slowly, trying to process everything. Just thinking in general has been a challenge for me, especially after last night, "W-why? What did he ever do to you?"

"I had too," Jimin cries softly, "To protect Jangmi."

"Jangmi? What does she have to do ---"

"-- And then I hid... Yesterday they went searching for me. Now I've ruined everything, Sanghee. I was supposed to tell them where I left Hoseok. But I ran away immediately after. What have I done?"

"Jimin, who made you do this?!" I demand, shaking his shoulders.

"Muhyeok," he grits his teeth bitterly, "He made me do this."

What?

Why would Muhyeok want Hoseok?

So those men working for Muhyeok were looking for Jimin last night?

How did Muhyeok suddenly gain so many followers overnight?

Who's really behind all of this?

Are they trying to set up Yoongi?

Why?!

It all doesn't add up.

"Is Hoseok even alive?!" I suddenly question, since it's been several days since his disappearance.

"I-I don't know... I left him some water-- b-but his hands are tied---"

I sigh in despair, fearing Yoongi's reaction. He might kill Jimin out of pure rage if he discovers this.

"Please don't tell anyone about this yet..." I insist, talking very clearly to the broken man, "I need to talk to Yoongi."

"No!" Jimin shrieks, "Please, Sanghee, he'll only take it out on you. Please let me---"

"He might kill you, Jimin," I interrupt, knowing how much he cares for Hoseok, "He loves Hoseok immensely. I'm not sure how he would react."

"I'm so scared," he shivers, "Will Muhyeok really hurt Jangmi?"

"We won't let that happen," I insist, grabbing Jimin's hand, "I promise. But right now, I need you to take me to Hoseok."

He shakes his head, "Let me go alone. Muhyeok is looking for me. If he finds you, he might hurt you too. I can't let that happen."

"I'm coming. We're going, right now, okay? We need to hurry."

~~JIMIN'S POV~~

I slowly unlock the door, fearful of Hoseok's state. What if he is dead? How will I live with myself? What if Muhyeok catches us? What will happen? What will Yoongi do when he finds out---

Jimin, calm down.

I take a deep breath, letting Sanghee enter first. She lets out a large gasp, causing my heart to sink in my chest. I quickly enter the abandoned shack, cringing when I see his body.

He's alive.

Barely.

Hoseok's breathing is slow and uneven. He lays helplessly on the ground, with his hands tied together. His lips are chapped and dry, insinuating lack of water. He's slightly shivering, mumbling strange words to himself.

"Hobi," Sanghee cries, kneeling beside his frail body, "It's Sanghee... Can you hear me? Hobi?"

"W-w-water..." he whispers faintly, and Sanghee quickly reaches for the bowl of water I left for him. It seems he's found a way to drink some, however he managed to do so is unknown to me.

This is all my fault.

But Jangmi...

Will Muhyeok really hurt her?

Sanghee tips the bowl agaisnt his lips, gently cupping his face in such a sweet and delicate manner. His shivering slightly relaxes.

"Hobi," she mumbles sadly, "I'm going to take you home, alright? Do you think you can get up? Or try?"

He slowly nods, and Sanghee quickly unties the band around his hands. She moves at a quick and hasty speed, knowing Muhyeok is on the prowl.

"I need you to help me lift him up," she says quickly, grabbing one of his arms. Hoseok makes a noise of protest when I grab the other, presumably realizing I'm the one who put him here.

"Shhh," Sanghee silences, "He's helping us. I'll explain everything when you're feeling better, alright?"

We quickly move out of the shake, erasing all evidence that we were ever here. We move with haste, speed-walking down hidden alleyways whisk trying not to get caught. Hoseok cries out in pain several times, probably completely malnourished and starving.

"We're almost there," Sanghee announces, picking up her slowing pace. The shack was quite far from Yoongi's home. Once his neighbourhood finally comes into view, Sanghee stops completely.

"You need to stay here," she orders, "It's getting late. Get home quickly. Yoongi will be too emotional and angry if he sees you tonight. I will explain everything to him."

I sigh, "But-- Are you sure...?"

She smiles warmly, "I'm sure. He'll just be relived to see Hoseok."

As she makes her way towards the door with Hoseok draped over her shoulder while somewhat walking, a pit begins to form in my stomach.

Have I just created a bigger problem?

~~YOONGI'S POV~~

I throw the glass bottle of soju agaisnt the wall, helplessly running my fingers through my hair.

I was able to locate Jungkook. But Sanghee is still gone. Hoseok is missing.

I fight back the growing pit in my stomach. Is something going on between Sanghee and Jimin? I told her not to go anywhere without me. Maybe she thinks he can protect her, too. Or that he could do a better job. We haven't even spoken since the whole situation yesterday. Not a word. Is she mad at me?

I laugh bitterly, falling backwards onto my bed.

As soon as I do so, my mind drifts back to last night. I sigh in misery, trying to forget the intimate moment. It was all an act, anyway. So then why is it so hard to forget?

I can almost re-live the moment... My mind plays foul tricks, sending giddy and foreign sensations through my body.

I glance out the window, glancing at the large moon which is visible for the first time in ages.

I jump up in alarm when the door suddenly slams open, revealing two exhausted figures. I blink several times in shock, adjusting my eyes.

Sanghee falls to the ground with Hoseok laying sickly in her arms. She's gasping for breath, gazing up at me with a proud smile.

"H-he's a-alive," she says between breaths.

What?

Is this true?

Did she really find him?

Why is everything happening so quickly? Like a no,t of lightning. I ban rely have enough time to realize it's happening.

I stand up from the bed, gazing at my friend for the longest time. I can't speak. Words refuse to form.

"Yoongi-ah," he slowly slurs, reaching for my hand.

"You're alive," I murmur, dumbstruck.

"How..." I finally manage to say, "How did you find him?"

"I'll tell you later. It's complicated. Let's just focus on nursing him back to health first," she says, lifting him up and brining him to my bed, "We can bring him to Heyra's tomorrow."

I just gaze at her, unable to fathom what's happening. I thought Hoseok had passed. I really did. Sanghee begins to pull our different medicines and equipments. I just stand still, standing near my friend for the longest moment.

I carefully grab into his hand, squeezing it tightly with affection. I shift my gaze over to Sanghee.

However, she did do something wrong.

I slowly walk over to her side, watching her busily tend to Hoseok with a cloth and bowl of water. I take the warm cloth out of her hands, our skins gently brushing.

"What are you doing?" she gulps, nothing my serious expression, "He needs---"

"---Sleep. Let him sleep."

Sanghee slowly nods, reluctantly placing the bowl under my bed. An electric shiver surges through my insides when our eyes interlock once again.

"Why did you go?" I ask quietly, searching her eyes for an answer.

"I had too..." she responds, avoiding my eyes.

"Why was Jimin here?" I demand, trying to slew, quirky because of Hoseok.

"He helped me, Yoongi," she replies in a shaky tone.

To my own surprise, I take a step closer, filling the large gap between our bodies. I hear her breath hitch at the sudden movement. I can almost hear her heartbeat.

"I thought I told you to never go without me?" I nearly whisper, "I need to protect you."

She lets out a shaky breath, "Im sorry... It won't happen again..."

"Isn't that what you said last time?"

"I'm going to bed," she says quickly, brushing past my shoulder immediately.

I watch her gracefully gather a change of cloths, using the corner room to change. She ignores my stare, quickly tucking herself into the sheets without a single word.

Ever since yesterday, this awkward tension has been filling the air. It's almost unexplainable.

I'm not sure how to fix it.

She blows out the candle beside her bed, signalling that she doesn't want to speak. My heart slightly sinks...

After changing my own clothes, I create my own sleeping space on the ground below Hoseok.

After grabbing a blanket, I restlessly toss and turn into the night, sleep refusing to come.

We can't keep informing one another.

What should I do?

Why do I what to fix it, anyway?

If I can't fix it with words... what about actions?

I don't know what's gotten into me. Maybe it's because I got a taste of her and now I can't get enough; or maybe I'm being selfish. What is wrong with me? Why am I being like this? Why do I suddenly feel so conflicted? Why have I felt so strange since she arrived? What is it? What am I feeling? I can't love but I want to love. But there's no way we can ever love one another. I'm not supposed to love anyone. I'm too scared. I can't do it. I've never felt so strange in all of my life; until Kim Sanghee showed up.

Since she came, I've changed.

I begin to realize that with every passing day.

I'm just confused. I don't like her. I'm just deleting myself into thinking I do. I DON'T LIKE HER. I've always ever just been cold towards her. Why all the sudden do I feel guilty?

The kiss doesn't mean anything. I'm being stupid. I just need to get revenge. If she dies, I won't really care-- I need to focus on Hoseok and---

I slam my eyes shut as the tiny patter of footsteps begins to echo in my ear.

It has to be Sanghee.

Hoseok can't walk yet.

I feel the flooring bend down under me as the figure slowly kneels beside me, making me completely freeze.

What is she doing...?

I don't dare move a muscle...

"I'm sorry," she suddenly whispers, "That our lives have to be this way. I'm sorry it was me-- the person you've been forced to spend the rest of your life with. I'm sorry I have been such a burden. I hope you can forgive me. I'm sorry for all of it. I hope you know I don't hate you, Min Yoongi. What do I call this fluttering sensation in my chest? I'm not sure. I don't know what to do with it. So I'm going to end it tonight before it eats me whole."

My hearts stops beating.

My muscles tense.

My fingers dig into the sheets below.

"We are complete opposites. It's as though the universe has planned for us to be enimies. I always ask myself... How could I possibly have feelings for this vicious criminal everyone fears so greatly? But you aren't the person they claim you to be. You are so much more, Yoongi."

Sanghee carefully leans down, her warm breath crawling up my neck and sending strange sensations through my veins. I feel my entire body erupt with chaos when she slowly plants a soft kiss on my lips before pulling away. I can feel my skin heating up.

Why am I staying asleep like this? I should get up, push her away, and get stern and angry.

But I can't...

I don't want too...

"You'll never find out... because it's better for both of us... And I know you'll never return these feelings; so I must get rid of them before I hurt myself."

She lets out a hitched breath, as though she's reluctant to utter the next word.

"Last night made me realize...I think I'm falling for you."

A/N

HEYYYOOO!!

Sorry for such a long chapter ;-;

So it took my four hours to write thus cuz I kelt deleting and re-writing over and over and I'm still not sat astride with this chapter but oh well.

Do you think it's too rushed? Yoongi and Sanghee's relationship?? Or no?

Thanks so much for reading!! It means a lot! <333

Some big stuff coming in the following chapters!!

Also there are most likely a lot of errors in this chapter cuz I haven't edited it yet....

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