When Jimin and Taehyung were taken in by The kitty gang, the two of them were forced to spend more time together, which caused them to bond. But like all great relationships, the start of Jimin's and Taehyung's relationship was quite rocky, due to Jimin's constant enthusiasm and flashes of uncontrollable anger, which made Taehyung wary of the older.

Taehyung had decided to stay away from the smaller Male, who didn't seem to take Taehyung's glares and low warnings too seriously, and merely brushed them off with a gleaming smile and a bubbly giggle.

Their relationship would've continued like this- Jimin glueing himself to Taehyung's side and the latter pushing him away with a grumble- only for them both to be sent on their first mission together.

Jimin was ecstatic at first- walking around the headquarters with a small bounce in his steps and a crescent smile on his face. Taehyung, on the other hand, was more on the nervous side, but hid it with a blank expression.

As the mission progressed, Jimin's enthusiasm and giddiness was replaced by fear and panic as the man he was supposed to seduce, grabbed him by his wrist and began drag him towards the bathroom of the bar. Jimin had struggled by pushing against the man's hands, but his attempts seemed to only excite and make him think that Jimin was playing hard to get.

Before Jimin could be dragged into the bathroom to do unimaginable things, Taehyung had went against the directions given to him by Jessi, and marched towards them. Taehyung punched the man before grabbing him and slamming him into a wall. Both of the kitty gang members chose to finish the mission by dragging the man into the bathroom, and taking the phone in his pocket and leaving the scene, which wasn't what they had planned a few hours prior.

The mission seemed to shift something in Taehyung's and Jimin's relationship. It made Jimin glue himself even more to Taehyung's side, yet this time, Taehyung wasn't pushing him away, rather pulling him closer with a small smile. In no time, the pair had been causing ruckus in the headquarters and disturbing the peace of other assassins by pranking them and interfering with their daily lives.

Taehyung learned to open up to Jimin and depend on him after seeing the smaller's gentle and caring side. It was refreshing for Taehyung since he always had to protect and take care of himself. And in return, Taehyung was there for Jimin whenever he had his flashes of uncontrollable anger, that made him lash out on others and do something unpredictable. Both of them helped each other grow into better human beings and balanced each other out, and eventually, both began to love each other like family.

Hence why Jimin was so devastated when he found out that Taehyung had been taken hostage during one of his missions.

Even though Taehyung was better now and he continued to heal rapidly each day, the trauma from having someone you care about go missing for 6 months, stayed with Jimin ever since. It was like a small prickle underneath his skin, ready to appear and cause pain whenever he put pressure on it. And, now, as Jimin took in the chaos that surrounded him, that prickling sensation started from the tips of his fingers and rushed all the way down to his toes.

Jimin didn't think for a second as he scrambled forward and dashed towards Taehyung's cell. Yoongi's hand slipped away Jimin's shoulder, followed by his alarmed shout. But Jimin couldn't hear him- his attention was solemnly focused on the images of Taehyung being tortured and beaten up, and the feeling of raw fear coursing through his body.

The sound of ringing filled Jimin's ears as he ran. Harsh pants left his lips and his small hands pushed away the prisoners around him, causing them to stumble off to the side and bump into another prisoner, which caused another fight to break out between them.

Yellow lights flashed throughout the hallway, caressing Jimin's pained features and attaching themselves to the chaos happening around him. Prisoners all height and size were jumping on each other- trying to inflict as much damage as they can before the riot was over and they'd be forced into their cells again. All the pent up anger and frustration, was finally released as the guards tried to use tasers and rubber bullets, only for a group of prisoners to barrel into them and knock them down. It was the uncontrollable rage from being treated like animals, that made the prisoners snap and fight back like it was a life or death situation. But in some cases, it was.

Jimin's small sneakers smacked against the floor and hand brushed against the concrete wall as he rounded a corner and dashed into another hallway. Before Jimin could take another step forward, a pair of muscular arms wrapped around him from behind.

A frantic yelp left Jimin's lips, he raised his legs and kicked the air- struggling against the arms wrapped around him. Yet despite Jimin's struggling, he was pulled away from the hallway and into an open cell.

"Calm down!"

The familiar voice of Yoongi hissed into his ear before he was slammed into the wall next to the door. The back of his head smacked against the concrete wall and his shoulder blades ached from the pressure put on them. Jimin winced and swallowed down a small whimper, his hands were curled against his chest and eyes slowly lifted to look into Yoongi's.

"Let me go, I have to look for Taehyung! Anything can happen to him and I'm not letting any of these animals hurt him!" Jimin rambled, pressing his hands against Yoongi's chest to punch and push him away.

Yoongi grabbed his wrists and shoved his hands down, before leaning in and lowering his voice, "If you would've listened to me, you would've heard that I've already sent someone to look for Taehyung. He's gonna be fine, worry about yourself." Yoongi spat harshly, making Jimin flinch back. Yoongi sighed at Jimin's reaction, and turned his head around to look at the inmate cowering in the corner of the cell with wide eyes, "Sit there and shut the fuck up." Yoongi threatened lowly, earning himself a few frantic nods.

Jimin huffed in disbelief, staring at the side of Yoongi's face as he ripped his hands away and shoved Yoongi to the side, "You sent, what, Jackson? I don't see any other guys you have in this prison." Jimin grumbled, pressing his fingers against his wrists and rubbing the red skin there.

He was about to push himself away from the wall and leave the cell, only for Yoongi to press a hand against his chest and push him back into it, "Listen, Jimin..." Yoongi began- voice stern and eerily calm. He spared another glance towards the third prisoner in the cell and sent him a glare- indicating for him to look away and not listen in. Yoongi turned to look back at Jimin, and his expression softened and hand slipped off of his chest, "You just have to trust me."

"Trust you?" Jimin scoffed in disbelief, shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest. His lips parted to release a string of curses, only for the sound of footsteps to slide against his eardrums.

Jimin quickly pushed himself into the wall, flattening himself out before reaching in and curling his hand around Yoongi's shirt. A swift tug on his shirt made Yoongi stumble into Jimin and glue their chests together. Their body heat mingled together and wrapped around each other, and heads turned sideways as they watched a man stomp past their cell to join the main fight. 

A breath of relief slipped past Jimin's lips before he swallowed down a glob of saliva and peered up at a blank faced Yoongi, "I may trust you with my life and freedom, because I don't really care if I die or stay here to rot, but I won't put Tae's safety in your hands." Jimin whispered under his breath, not breaking eye-contact with Yoongi.

A blanket of tension followed after Jimin's words. The pair glared into each other's eyes- neither of them blinking or backing down. Both of them wanted to do separate things. While Jimin was hellbent on finding and protecting Taehyung no matter the cost, Yoongi was able to think more rationally and clearly. He knew what would happen if Jimin decided to wander the prison at this time, and he won't let it come to that, even if Jimin hated him for it.

A perfectly shaped brow rose from underneath Yoongi's brown fringe. He pressed his tongue against his cheek and flared his nostrils without looking away from Jimin, "You don't understand do you?" Yoongi scoffed out a chuckle, sending Jimin an empty smile, "God, Jimin, you're such an idiot." Yoongi huffed under his breath, sliding his hands off of the wall and stepping back from Jimin to create some space between them.

An offended expression flashed across Jimin's face in a mere second and his plump lips parted to reveal his crooked tooth, "I'm not-" Jimin began to protest, only to be cut off by Yoongi.

"Apparently you are." A head full of brown locks swung around and a sharp glare was directed towards Jimin. The look on Yoongi's face was deadly, as if a thin layer of glass was separating Jimin from a volcano of fury, and the glass was about to crack any second. Jimin gulped, yet never turned away from Yoongi as he took a step towards the smaller Male, and craned his neck down to face Jimin better, "Half of the prison wants us dead, Jimin, and this is the perfect opportunity for them to kill us without any consequences. You're a fool if you think they won't take this opportunity."

Yoongi rolled his eyes, placing one hand on top of his head, while the other on his waist. His fingers clenched, tossing a few strands of hair around, "Two, three inmates I can take out on my own. Together we could take out maybe...six..seven?" Yoongi's wondered, allowing his eyes to drift up to a wide eyed Jimin.

"Yea..yeah, maybe eight?" Jimin gave him a quick nod, matched with a shrug.

Yoongi offered him a nod of his own in return and dropped his hands to his sides, "Alright, and what if they come as twelve? Huh? Fifteen? What are you gonna do then?" Yoongi scoffed, tilting his head to the side and quirking his lips up in a condescending smile, "These inmates, couldn't be more happy that this is happening while we are here. This is the perfect opportunity for them to, not only get rid of us, but torture us too without consequences."

"Why?" Jimin furrowed his brows, following Yoongi's pacing form with his eyes.

Yoongi's gaze lifted off of the ground and he sent a quick glare to the other inmate. The man had shifted, which caused his bed to creak and nearly alert the prisoners wandering outside. A soft breath pushed past Yoongi's lips and his hands found their way into his waist as he faced Jimin, "The riot is like...purge in this place. Basically you can do anything because after this is over, there's gonna be too much dead inmates and even guards for the higher ups to do anything about it. The dead bodies would be swiped under the rug and no one would find about it, the dead officer families would be paid off to keep silent in order to not ruin the prison's reputation." Yoongi explained- voice calm and soft. His facial features were relaxed too and he looked like he had calmed down, but the tension in his shoulders and his stiff posture easily gave him away.

"If anything..." Yoongi continued before a word could spill out of Jimin's parted lips, "They'd be happy that we died right now because they wouldn't have to worry about transferring us to another prison or even making sure that we wouldn't escape. Our deaths would be a huge relief."

Despite Yoongi's words, it only made Jimin worry about Taehyung. He didn't care if he fell into the hands of a group of men that desired to kill him, but he had to make sure that Taehyung would be safe and wouldn't even smell a hint of the riot.

"Tae..Taehyung...I have to help Taehyung." Jimin breathed out- face scrunched up in worry and legs moving quickly to lead him towards the bars.

Yoongi quickly reached out and grabbed him before Jimin could appear in the doorway. He pressed a hand against Jimin's mouth to suppress the threats bouncing past his lips as he was ripped back and pulled further into the gloomy cell.

"Didn't you hear a thing I fucking said?" Yoongi's lip curled into a sneer and fingers curled around Jimin's biceps. His grip was tight and face was inches away from Jimin's own. The two glared at each other, only for Jimin to suddenly collect a glob of saliva and spit in Yoongi's face.

The ball of spit flew through the air and landed on Yoongi's cheek. The grip on Jimin's bicep loosened and Yoongi's head flew to the side, his face went slack and turned eerily calm. Jimin's eyes grew large as soon as he realised what he had done and he instinctively backed into the concrete wall behind him.

The steady rhythm of his heart beat against his ears as he watched Yoongi raise his hand and calmly wipe away the spit with the sleeve of his shirt. When Yoongi looked up, his eyes glazed with underlying anger and a hint of irritation. Jimin flinched away as Yoongi placed his hand on the side of his head and leaned in without breaking eye-contact.

"Hoseok has taken a liking to Taehyung, so he's going to be with him during all of this." Yoongi spoke calmly and firmly, making sure that Jimin listened to every word that left his mouth and understood what Yoongi was saying, "And if Taehyung is with Hoseok, no one will even glance in his direction. So when I say worry about yourself..." Yoongi trailed off, leaning in even more until his breath brushed against Jimin's nose, "..I mean it." Yoongi scoffed out and pushed away from Jimin. He whirled around in the other inmate's direction and offered him a vicious glare before walking over to the cell door.

Jimin exhaled a shaky breath and slumped against the wall. He was momentarily surprised that Yoongi didn't lay a finger on him or punish him in any way after Jimin literally spat in his face. He expected the older to perhaps choke or threaten him in return, but Yoongi didn't even brush a strand of his hair out of his face. It's an understatement that Jimin was positively surprised by Yoongi's lack of retaliation.

Jimin gulped again and cautiously pushed away from the wall, his eyes stayed glued on Yoongi's back as if he would whirl around and backhand him for what he had done, "What are you looking at?" Jimin murmured under his breath, taking a wary step in Yoongi's direction as he watched the older's back.

Yoongi was peering around the edge of the door and observing the hallway with narrow eyes. His brows knitted together in frustration and lips pressed into a thin line. Yoongi's face scrunched up and eyes rolled around in a circle after he witnessed something, before stepping back into the cell and facing Jimin.

"We need to get out of here. Our best chances are to either heading to the infirmary or finding Hoseok." Yoongi grumbled, brushing past Jimin to approach the pile of clothes resting on top of the desk.

The third inmate's face dropped into a sneer as he watched Yoongi rummage through his shit and grab his clothes, "Hey!" The inmate hissed and jumped off of the bed- the fear he felt vanishing as he watched someone touch the things he had worked hard for, "Get the fuck away from my shit, man, those are my clothes!" The inmate spat and stomped over to an indifferent Yoongi, only for a hand to shoot out and grab him by his throat before swinging him into the concrete wall.

The man yelped as the side of his head slammed into the wall before crumbling to the ground. A sharp pain shot through his skull and his vision became blurry, he blinked a few times and pressed his hand against his head, only to feel something warm dripping down his skull. The man gasped and snapped his head up to Jimin, but the lavender haired angel merely rolled his eyes with a scoff.

The man jumped up to his feet and stumbled into a wall, his eyes bounced between Yoongi's back and Jimin's glaring eyes, "You fucking psychos." The man breathed out with fear before whirling around and scampering towards the door, "They're in here! They're fucking here!"

Jimin's eyes widened as he watched the man run out of the cell and announce their hiding spot to the hallway full of furious inmates, "Yoo-"

A pale hand grabbed his wrist and tugged him towards the corner of the room, "Shut up and stay here." Yoongi hissed as he pushed Jimin into the corner of the room. Yoongi eyed him for a brief second before shaking his head and turning away.

Yoongi ignored the quiet questions coming from Jimin behind him and approached the exit of the cell with confident strides. Yoongi paused as he was about to step forward and reveal himself. He couldn't deny that there was a hint of fear and anxiety blooming in the pit of his stomach at the thought of what will happen to him. Yet despite the fear, Yoongi knew it was better for him to head out on his own, rather than them coming inside to find Jimin too. So instead of cowering inside the cell, Yoongi released a sharp exhale and took a step forward.

The light from the hallway fell on his pale face- careering the slope of his nose and his doll-like lips. The glare on Yoongi's face was ice cold and void of all emotion, his dark eyes dragged over the prisoners standing still and staring back at him with clenched jaws.

"Gentlemen." Yoongi greeted cooly, stepping out of the cell as he assessed all the prisoners with a hint of smirk on his face. The prisoners were around 11 or perhaps 12, Yoongi wasn't sure, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to take them all out and they would eventually overpower him.

A single man stepped forward and Yoongi immediatly recognised him, it was the guy that Jimin stole the burner phone from on his first day at the prison- Geonwu. Yoongi didn't like the cocky bastard at all, every time he heard of him was because Geonwu was flaunting everything he had acquired in his few months in the prison. Geonwu wanted to be a part of Yoongi's closest men, but Yoongi knew men like him- Geonwu wouldn't even wait a month before leaking everything he had found out about Yoongi to try and take his spot at the top. So ever since Yoongi turned Geonwu down by ignoring everything he said, Geonwu developed a feeling of hatred towards Yoongi.

"Suga." Geonwu greeted back through a plastic smile. Yoongi could see the tension in his shoulders and twitch in his fingers as he shifted on his feet and stared back at Yoongi. Geonwu tried to come across as calm and collected, but the only thing he did was make it easier for Yoongi to read him.

The corners of Yoongi's lips twitched and spread apart into a cocky smile, "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, even if you do capture me, torture me and kill me...." Yoongi trailed off tauntingly with arrogance dripping from each word. He slipped his tongue along the edge of his mouth and took confident step forward without breaking eye-contact with Geonwu, "We both know that I would always be superior to you."

Geonwu's face dropped in a single second and lip curled into a sneer, his legs moved forward as he strode towards Yoongi until they were chest to chest, "You think you're so powerful, so untouchable?" Geonwu spat under his breath, allowing his breath to touch Yoongi's face. The latter merely cocked a brow and stared up at him with amusement, "All these men.." Geonwu raised his hand and gestured around them without looking away from Yoongi, "Will pounce on you the second I snap my fingers. Where's your men, Min Suga?" Geonwu spat out his name as if it was nothing more than a handful of dirt smeared along his tongue.

A rough chuckle rumbled in the back of Yoongi's throat, his gaze was piercingly sharp as he tore his eyes away from Geonwu and took in the inmates surrounding them. All of them were staring at the two with red cheeks and flared nostrils- ready to pounce and release their anger any second.

"Your little army of men really is impressive." Yoongi huffed out another chuckle and turned his eyes back on Geonwu, who had pushed out his chest and turned his chin upward after hearing what Yoongi said. The smaller male leaned in and lowered his voice as if he was telling Geonwu a secret, "But that's what insecure men do, you see. They surround themselves with smaller men to make themselves look bigger and more threatening, and then they throw in one or two buff men that would protect them when shit goes down."

Geonwu's expression crumbled once again as Yoongi smirked in his face and pushed past him harshly- making sure to bump their shoulders against each other. Geonwu watched Yoongi with a clenched jaw as the smaller male took confident strides along the wall of inmates surrounding them.

"Men like you surround themselves with people, that do everything for you and stroke your ego while doing it. But truth be told, Geonwu.." Yoongi whirled around on his heel and connected his arms behind his back. Yoongi's cat-like eyes assesed Geonwu carefully as he circled around the taller Male without breaking eye-contact with him, "..if these men get taken away, along with all your shit.." Yoongi stopped in front of Geonwu and leaned in, "..You're nothing."

"How dar-"

A raspy laugh cut Geonwu's words in half. The noise erupted from Yoongi's throat and bounced off of the walls of the prison before falling onto the ears of the prisoners. The prisoners shifted uneasily as Yoongi abruptly stopped laughing and dropped the fake smile into a dark expression, "You come looking for me when you're surrounded by an army of men. You come seeking for a fight when you will stand off to the side and watch your men attack me all at once. If you really want to prove and show that you're the superior one between us, come at me." Yoongi spread his arms wide open and turned around to face the crowd. His eyes briefly connected with every single prisoner surrounding him before settling onto Geonwu once again, "Come at me. One on one, the winner can do whatever they want to the other."

Geonwu's face was completely blank and stoic. His eyes glared down at Yoongi and fingers curled into lose fists. Seconds turned into minutes and Yoongi was forced to throw his hands down to his sides as he waited for Geonwu's answer. Until finally, Geonwu's lips stretched out into a wide grin,

"You think I'm stupid? I know you'll beat me, but you won't beat them...not all of them at once at least." Geonwu shrugged carelessly and readjusted his uniform. He scoffed at Yoongi before shaking his head and taking a few steps back until he hid behind his men, "Good luck." Geonwu wiggled his fingers at a furious Yoongi before snapping two fingers and gesturing towards the pale man

"Oh, for fuck sake." Yoongi grumbled and pushed his shirt up to his elbows. He slowly twisted around, watching as the men growled and pounced towards him one by one.