"And, like, another thing," Hoseok continued, making poses for the camera. "You should like, totes invest in deodorant."

Dr. Ji knew it was all over.

Everything he had worked so hard for was all going to be torn down on the same day he had finally achieved it.

"You should see if they have an anti loser scent." Hoseok pursed his lips out for the camera and flashed a peace sign to the viewers. "To try and mask that stench of failure around you."

He was so close.

He had been so close.

All the breakthroughs he was going to go down in history for was ruined by a bunch of gay teenagers who couldn't mind their own damn business.

With a growl, the doctor knew what he had to do.

"Like, also, get new carpet. This shit is grandma chic. This isn't the 1950's anymore, even if that's when you were born, you gross old fuck- ah!"

Dr. Ji grabbed the boy by his hair, knocking the phone to the floor. "I won't let a brat like you destroy all that I've worked for." He stomped on the phone, breaking it.

Hoseok winced in pain, trying to yank himself free as the doctor dragged him by his hair down a dark hallway.

"Evacuate all the staff, leave the patients." He ordered a passing nurse, who looked confused and shocked. "And initiate plan B. Tell everyone."

She nodded and raced off, and Hoseok got a bad feeling.

"It's over," he told the doctor. "Just let everyone go and turn yourself in. It's all you can do now."

The doctor chuckled. "You don't know everything, brat. I've still got something up my sleeve."

An alarm suddenly blared overheard- the white fluorescent lights turning red.

"I've dedicated my whole life to this." He muttered, stopping in front of a door. A small camera scanned his eye, opening the door to let them in. "I'm not giving it up without a fight."

It was a small and looked like a boiler room. A few large tanks of fuel that powered the building sat against one wall, while the breakers lined another wall. A computer sat off to the side.

He threw Hoseok inside and walked over to the computer.

Hoseok quickly pressed his hand over the ear piece, scrambling to get up. "Everyone- get out! Now! He's going to blow-"

"Shut up." Dr. Ji snarled, kicking him.

The air was forcefully expelled from his lungs and Hoseok was knocked back down, the ear piece falling to the floor.

The doctor picked it up and crushed it with his hand. "Hm, so your little brat act was just that, wasn't it? Well I hope you had fun, because that was the last thing you're ever going to get to do in this life."

Hoseok saw the fist swinging at him- and then he saw nothing but darkness.

-

"Hobi?" Seokjin stopped running, pressing his hand tightly over the ear piece. "Hobi? Where are you?"

Jeongguk's voice crackled over the device. "We need to get everyone out- the doctor is going to blow the place up. Taehyung, where are you?"

"Back entrance. All the staff is fleeing, they're leaving the patients locked in their rooms!" Taehyung struggled to open a locked patient's door, three levels below where Seokjin was. "I can't open this! The staff have all the keys!"

"Hoseok!" Seokjin called again, a little more desperately when there was no response.

"There has to be a master lock. Something that will open all the doors at once." Jeongguk thought out loud, a level above where Hoseok was. "Jimin- where are you?"

"I'm out, I'm with Cassie. I found Agust!" Jimin paced in front of the limo, worried.

Jeongguk was relived the pinkette was safe. "Good, stay there. Don't you dare come back inside!"

"You have to help him!" Jimin pleaded. "He went back to save Namjoon and Kookie!"

"We will," Jeongguk assured him. "We need to get everyone out before the place blows. Tae, can you find a control room? The master release must be somewhere in a place like that."

"HOSEOK!" Seokjin screamed, not caring that the others winced at the volume. "HOSEOK!"

"Where is he?" Jimin cried. "Why isn't he answering?"

Seokjin turned around and sprinted back the way he had come.

"I have that blueprint memorized." He said, leaping down a flight of stairs. "If the doctor is going to blow this place up, he would have to do it from the boiler room. It's in the center of the building. Tae- there was a control room on the fifth floor, three doors back on the left side."

"Never been more proud to be on team sub." Taehyung smirked, racing off.

"Jin, where's Yoongi, Joon and Kook? What's the most likely place they would be in?" Jeongguk asked.

"The doctor wouldn't be holding them in a basic room like the others." Seokjin theorized as he ran. "I'm not sure what it was, but there was a large room on the sub floor- right above the basement. It wasn't labelled, but it was huge. It might an experimentation room."

"Sub floor, on it." Jeongguk quickly hurried to the stairs, leaping down the steps.

"Save Agustie!" Jimin wailed in his ear. "Jungkook was right- he is a good guy!"

But all Seokjin could think about was saving Hoseok.

-

The room wasn't labeled as the boiler room, but there was a small window on the door, and when Seokjin peered in, his worst fears were confirmed.

Hoseok was laying on the floor, blood trickling out from his nose. The tanks behind him were heating up, if the steam rolling off them was anything to go by.

He wasn't moving.

"Hoseok!" Seokjin shouted, pounding on the door. There was no door handle, just a small camera off to the side.

Okay, calm down, there's another way in. There has to be a ventilation shaft leading to that room, or else it would've overheated ages ago. All the vents connect, just get to one and find the boiler room.

He looked around, though it was hard to see in the dark lighting. There had been a vent back in the receptionist area, he remembered seeing one there when they had first entered.

He took off back that way, wondering where the doctor was now.

-

Hoseok groaned, slowly coming to.

His face hurt, and something wet kept dripping past his lips.

Raising a shaky hand to it, he pulled his fingers away to see blood on the tips.

"Fuck..." he picked himself up slowly, feeling hot.

His clothes were damp with sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead.

When he turned around, he saw why. The five tanks behind him were blazing hot, steam wafting off them.

He stepped back quickly, looking for a way out.

The doctor was gone.

He ran to the door, but there was no handle.

Trying not to panic, he looked around the room, seeing the computer.

It was flashing a warning sign, stating the room was overheating. It was getting hard to breathe in the heat.

As soon as the fuel tanks reached a certain temperature, they were going to explode, tearing down the whole building and everyone in it.

Hoseok fell to his knees, clasping his hands together. "Please, God, Abba, Allah, Elohim, Adonai, Cheon-ju, anyone, everyone, please, let Seokjin get out safely. Save him, and Nyumbaby, Yoongi, both Jungkook's, Taehyung and Jimin, please. But above all else, please let him get far away from this place before hell erupts."

"Hoseok!" Seokjin kicked out the vent cover, letting it clatter to the floor.

Hoseok opened his eyes and flipped both middle fingers up to the ceiling. "Oh fuck you, you useless fucks."

Seokjin dropped to the ground, storming over to grab Hoseok's shirt, yanking him in for a rough kiss.

Hoseok was breathless when Seokjin pulled back, seeing his blood had smeared on the pretty boys lips.

"Fuck you're so hot, I'll do all the dishes from now on and wear any skirts you want and you can step on me and-"

"Hobi!"

"Yes, mommy?"

"Move!" Seokjin shoved him towards the vent.

"Yes sir!" Hoseok saluted, before hurrying over to stand under the open vent.

Seokjin bent down, grabbing the boys legs to lift him up.

Hoseok grabbed onto the ledge and hauled himself into the vent. He turned around and reached down, grabbing Seokjin's hands to lift him.

It took a few tries, since their hands were slippery with sweat, but finally Seokjin grabbed onto the ledge, crawling in after Hoseok.

"We have to help the patients," Hoseok coughed as they crawled along, slowly going downhill. "That bastard doctor plans to blow them all up."

"Taehyung is on it." Seokjin said, right behind him. "Jimin is out, and Jeongguk is finding the others."

"Well then we have to help them!" Hoseok gasped, stopping.

Seokjin shoved the boys ass. "You're not doing anything but getting your ass to safety."

"Jin-"

"I lost you once." Seokjin's voice held a note of seriousness that was uncommon for the pretty boy. "I'm never letting that happen again."

He shoved him again. "Now go."

They crawled on, the heat right behind them.