(A/N - guys - isn't that fanart amazing? also, warning. Long Chapter Ahead)

Sunday 8th September - 5 days till doomsday

"ARGHH! I'M SO SICK OF THIS!"

Kim Namjoon was stood in his office, his hand slammed up against the wall in a tight gust or fury.

This wasn't about justice any more - Namjoon was obsessed.

Obsessed with the case.

It wasn't healthy. This obsession was driving him insane! That want - that devilish need was burning like a bonfire in his heart and eating away at his mind.

It was all he could think about...

"Namjoon... this has to stop." Jin begged as the younger man began to pace up and down. "8 days have passed with no result - it's taking over you! There are only 5 days left! Can't you just give it a rest?!"

Namjoon kept pacing up and down, looking at his hands which were shaking with fury.

"We'll get him. WE WILL! I won't let him slip away!" His crazed mumbling morphed into genuine thought, and the pacing intensified. "All we have to do is find the link! The weakest link! That's what we have to do Jinnie! Find the weakest link and pull it so freaking hard the rest of the chain crumbles into dust!"

He snapped his fingers and turned to the older man.

"So, what is the weakest link, Jin?" He asked. "More importantly, who is the weakest link?"

"Uhh... Park?" Jin suggested helplessly.

"No. No no no. Not Park. He is a weakling, yes, but he has the protection of Jung and Min. The man I am after is the outcast. The outsider who wasn't there from the very beginning."

He threw a pen hard at the wall on which hung five pictures - one of each wanted man. An ugly splodge of ink smeared over one of their faces.

"I mean Kim - Kim. Tae. Hyung."

Seokin stared at the photo, now smudged and ruined by the messy, metallic-black stains dribbling down Kim's chin.

"So..." He said, turning to Namjoon. "What do we do?"

"We attack from the front lines."

***

Yoongi opened his eyes and yawned, looking around and trying to remember where he was. He sat up and smiled, looking at Jimin who was curled up next to him like a kitten. The boy's eyes were closed, his eyelashes brushing his cheeks, and he was breathing softly, completely at peace.

He looked around, chuckling as he saw Jungkook and Tae in exactly the same position as they had been last night - the younger resting his head on the sandy-haired boy's shoulder, sitting up near the fire and hugging their knees, but both of their eyes were shut, and Tae's chin was resting on his chest, drooped with sleep.

Hoseok was laying by the burnt out fire, hands behind his head to cushion it from the cold, hard floor.

For a moment, Yoongi forgot about doomsday...

Outside, the sun was leaking into the barn, lighting the place up, and the sky was a dazzling, icy blue. Birds were singing somewhere in the distance, and for a moment, everything was peaceful...

Then Taehyung sneezed violently and the moment was gone. He snapped back to reality.

Everyone woke up and started complaining to the boy, insulting his fluffy hair and moaning. They didn't want to be woken.

"Come on Tae!"
"Seriously Kim Taehyung?"
"Really Tae?"
"You're hair is like a pigmy puff Taehyung!"
"Tae, you are a disgrace to Taekind."
"I was having such a good sleep!"

Yoongi laughed at their moaning and Tae sat up, confused as to why he was being verbally attacked.

Just then, the barn erupted in laughter as they noticed the boy had tied his hair up at the front, turning his fringe into a mini firework on his head.

For some reason Tae didn't understand what they were on about, but he reached up and touched it, immediately sending a glare to Jungkook, who was splitting his sides on the floor. It was clearly the younger boy's handiwork.

Tae growled and began to tickle him as punishment.

Over the cries and begging for Tae to stop, Yoongi sat beside Jimin and smiled.

"Morning." The older boy smiled, stroking Jimin's hair.

"Morning Yoongs" The younger smiled, sitting up.

Eventually, the mini war between the two boys ended, when Hoseok shouted the words "I ship it" and the pair immediately parted, blushing pink to prove Hoseok's point.

After Tae had brushed his hair with his fingers, getting it back to a more organised birds nest, he smiled.

"How are we going to spend our last few days together then?"

Yoongi shrugged and looked around.

"Well, its up to us. As long as we stay away from big crowds and police we can do whatever."

"I'm hungry...." Jimin complained.

"You're always hungry!" Yoongi moaned. "How is it possible to be so hungry?"

Just then, a sound ripped through the barn. It was the loudest cat noise any of them had ever heard, and Taehyung blushed.

"Sorry... text." He chuckled, taking out his phone.

The other men began to talk again as he unlocked the device and opened the messaging app.

Park Taeshi
Hey Jiminie Dongsaeng! It's been so long! Say - why don't you and I catch up a little before doomsday?

Park Taeshi was one of the hackers that had joined Him after Yoongi left. Taehyung remembered all those amazing nights they had - hacking and drinking themselves into a stupor.

He text back with a smile.

Me:
Sounds good. Where? I'm in a tight situation right now but I'm sure I can find a way!

Park Taeshi
I'm staying at a Sweet little hotel in Busan. I will text you the address.

Tae smiled. It had been months since the two had met. He was really looking forward to it.

"Hey, guys, do you mind if I pop out this evening? I want to meet a friend and-"

"You can't. It's too risky." Yoongi sighed. "If the police see you or you are recognised, they will do anything to get our location out of you."

"I won't say a word!" Tae insisted. "Don't you trust me?"

"I dont want you getting hurt." Jungkook said sternly. "You shouldn't go, Tae Tae. I understand you want to, but it is just too risky."

Tae sighed.

"Fine Jungkook... if you say so..."

The boy collapsed on the concrete, tired and bored.

"I want to do something!" He moaned.

"There are rocks outside. Lets play football." Jungkook suggested playfully.

"Not all of us are 16 Jungkookie." Yoongi moaned. "I'm gonna sleep."

They all laughed and left the eldest to sleep while they went and played football with a small rock.

The rest of the day flew past far too swiftly for their liking. The days were growing shorter, soon to be extinguished completely, but they wanted to hold on to what ever little time they had left.

But one boy was making the most of the darkness.

Kim Taehyung waited until it was dark, making sure all four boys were asleep. He knew he would be in huge trouble if any one of them found out - especially Jungkook.

He was surprised at how close he and the youngest boy had become. It had only been several days, but Tae really thought of Jungkook as more than a friend - someone he could confide in and trust with his life.

Sometimes he was like a freaking bodyguard!

He crept silently over to the door, flinching at the loud creaking from the rusty hinges, but no one moved a muscle and he sighed in relief, leaving the warehouse and blending into the dark shadows of the night.

It was a surprisingly long walk, and the temperature had violently plummeted, which led Tae to regret leaving his hoodie behind as a pillow for Jungkookie.

Now, he was reduced to shuffling around in a paper thin, white shirt and torn jeans.

Not the best night time attire!

Despite the chattering of his teeth and the vibrating of his chest as the cold embedded itself in his core, he moved relatively quickly, reaching the hotel in about 30 minutes.

The hotel wasn't at all what he had expected... The place Taeshi had described sounded rather more pleasant to say the least. What had been fantasized as a "sweet little hotel" was in fact a one star shack at best. Ignoring the mis-description, Tae proceeded inside, momentarily stopping to ask for the location of room 46.

After climbing up 3 flights of rickety, steep stairs, he was exhausted!

"35...38...42....Ah! 46!"

He knocked softly on the door.

No answer.

He knocked again, harder this time.

"I...It's open!" Taeshi said from inside, an uncharacteristic stutter at the beginning.

Tae pushed the door and it swung loosely open.

Inside, he saw his friend sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He was biting his lip and was sat on his hands, as if trying to heat them up.

"So much for a "pretty little hotel!" Tae joked sarcastically, closing the door. "Oh well, I have been in worse."

His friend suddenly stood up and walked quickly over to him, pulling him into a rough hug.

"Nice to see you too, Hyung!" Tae joked.

"You have to get out of here." Taeshi whispered into his ear in a panicked tone. "Leave! Run!"

"Huh? But I only just -"

Suddenly, there was a loud crack and Taeshi's eyes widened. His grip loosened and he collapsed on the ground, the bullet forming a ring of blood on his shirt and stealing his life instantly.

"HYUNG!" Tae cried out, kneeling beside him in panic, but it was too late to save him.

He sprung up, running for the door as fast as he could, but his legs weren't fast enough, and Jin blocked his path, gun still smoking.

The officer hadn't meant to kill the younger - only injure to stop him warning Kim. There would be a tonne of paperwork to fill out now...

Tae spun, running at the window in a desperate attempt to get out, but Namjoon slid into his path, blocking him.

The younger swung his fist at Namjoon, but there was another piercing crack and he felt searing pain rip through his left shoulder, making him collapse onto his knees. He tried to cover the wound with his hand to stop the blood, but his vision was going fuzzy with shock and he felt dizzy.

Namjoon roughly grabbed him by the collar, yanking him upwards and throwing him onto the couch, not giving a damn about the agony the boy was in.

"I'll keep this short, Kim." The officer growled. "Where are they?"

"I'll keep this...short Kim..." Tae spat back. "You'll have to kill me first."

"You're already dead." Said a voice from the doorway. "Tut tut Tae Tae, going against your dongsaeng's orders yet again."

"J..Jungkook?"

"Jeon..." Namjoon growled.

The raven-haired boy sprung forward, knocking Seokjin out with an unmerciful karate kick to the face. Namjoon aimed his gun, but the younger boy twisted his wrist quickly and he dropped it.

He shoved the officer against the wall, making him hit his head hard and pass out.

Jungkook ran over to Tae, examining his bullet wound.

"You fool - You dumb fool!" He cursed. "Why the hell did you come here?"

"I... I'm sorry!" The older man groaned, whimpering from the pain.

Jungkook pulled the material off Tae's shoulder, grimacing at the sight of the bloody, mutilated skin.

***

(Gross part coming up guys. If you dont like that stuff, it ends at the next three ***)

"Did...Did the bullet go through?" Tae asked, groaning and panting in agony.

"It's still in your shoulder. We have to get in out before infection sets in and your arm is paralysed..."

"H...H...How?" Tae whimpered, terrified.

"Bite down on this." Jungkook ordered, offering him a scrap of cloth which he bundled up. "This will hurt..."

"What are you- AH SH**"

Jungkook stuck his fingers in the hole, trying to get the bullet.

"STOP! JUNGKOOK! HELLS TEETH PLEASE STOP! FOR THE LOVE OF FRIKKING GOD!" Tae screamed.

Just then, there was a sickening pop and the bullet came free.

***

Tae whimpered, and fell back in exhaustion.

"We have to get you to a hospital." Jungkook panicked, fumbling round with Tae's shirt. You've lost so much blood."

"N...no. Get me to Yoongi. I need Yoongi...."

"B...but-"

"Take me Jungkook!" The older begged.

"O..Ok... give me your arm. The good one."

Tae leaned all of his weight on the younger, whimpering with every step. His friend laid dead on the carpet, and the two officers were fast asleep.

Boy, Jungkook felt sorry for the cleaner.

After about 30 minutes of stumbling, Tae collapsed on the ground. He had lost so much blood, and was whimpering in pain, desperately trying to gasp in oxygen.

"I...I can't make it, Dongsaeng..." He murmured.

"Shut up and lean on me." Jungkook ordered, refusing to give up.

When they reached the warehouse, both of them were soaked in blood

His pained groans woke the others instantly.

"Taehyung!" Yoongi cried out, running over just as the sandy haired boy's legs gave way and Jungkook had to lower him quickly onto the concrete.
"T...There has to be something we can do!" Yoongi begged.

The youngest boy said nothing. They all knew it was too late.

Yoongi cried out in realisation, tears streaming down his face as the boy laid on the floor, practically convulsing in pain.

"Y...Yoongi..." Tae choked, making the older glance up. "It...It will be alright..."

Yoongi reached out and grabbed his shaking hands, sobbing.

"You can't leave me..."

A trickle of blood dribbled out of Tae's mouth, over his lips and down his cheek as he painfully gasped for air.

"Yoongi..." He spluttered.

"What?"

"Thank you...Hyungnim..."

"No...No no no! TAE DON'T!" he panicked.

"Yoongi..." He said softly.

"Tae! NO!" Yoongi sobbed, shaking with tears.

"Thank you for... for saving me..." He choked. "Thank you for taking me in, Hyungnim."

"TAE!"

"You took care of me.... Now t...take care of them."

His breath caught in his throat and he choked on the blood. The fluffy haired boy's eyelids fluttered, eyes rolling back into his head. Yoongi lifted his torso up, cradling his top half and stroking his hair.

Kim Taehyung took his last breath with a subtle smile on his lips, surrounded by the four people who loved him most of all, and whom he loved back. He died in Yoongi's arms on Sunday 8th September.

Tears streamed down from everyone's eyes as Yoongi's childhood friend closed his eyes for the very last time.

"Thank you Tae Tae..." he choked, losing all control and sobbing into the boy's hair.

The others stared at them. Jimin was sniffling as he stared at his limp friend; Hoseok was fighting back tears, and Jungkook was frozen, his heart still not accepting the truth.

"At least.... he is at peace..." Hoseok stuttered.

Jungkook leant forward, stroking the boy's hair gently.

"Please wake up..." He whimpered. "Kim Taehyung... Please... Don't do this! Wake up!"

But Kim Taehyung would never wake up again...

Not in this lifetime...

(Author's note)

No quiz today guys - sorry - I feel like the part was so long! I hope this chapter doesn't leave you too jungshook. Hope you guys enjoyed, and will keep reading for a final touch of VKook, and lots of Yoonmin! Sorry - this chapter was very unedited, so excuse any errors!

V-Crazy <3