i proof read the last chapter, and i definitely changed chapter 1 so it makes a little more sense, so i recommend going back and rereading it :)

Yoongi

The factory was...different to how he pictured it. He imagined some kind of huge, futuristic site with weirdly shaped buildings that glowed fluorescent blues and whites, that also connected to each other via suspended tube-like bridges. He also expected the site to be heavily guarded with men dressed in latex, white body suits stood at the front gates alongside a full body scanner.
He didn't expect the site to look so...normal.
Himself and Jimin were stood at the gates, which were by far quite regular looking wrought iron gates painted with regular looking, peeling black paint.

Jimin turned to him, squinting in what could only be confusion. "Is...is this...?"

"Um, I think so." Checking his phone once again, he sighed once confirming their location.
And he looked back up with a firm expression before nodding at his friend. "Yep."

"But it's so..."

"Yeah I know."

Jimin scratched his head, his cheeks red from the cold and his hands forming little sweater paws. "I thought it'd be..."

"Me too."

"But...but it's so..."

Jimin frowned harder, his eyes wide. Yoongi sighed again, patting his shoulder and tugging him closer towards the gate. "We should probably go inside now-"

"B-but, isn't there like, security or something?"

The blonde pulled away and leant down slightly, staring at the huge, worn out establishment in front of them. "Jimin?" Yoongi questioned.

"Don't you think this is weird? It's like they're expecting us or something."

"What...pfffft!" Yoongi couldn't hold back his laugh, and despite their current situation he couldn't prevent the well needed chuckle from escaping his lips. He pulled Jimin up from his crouching stance, and gestured behind him. "You need to stop being paranoid."

"I have every right to be!"

"Let's just go in before anyone points us out."

"What do you mean?"

"We're literally just stood in the street looking like a couple of fucktards. And they might not have guards but most likely there are cameras here somewhere, so we might as well just go in."

Jimin pouted, and Yoongi watched as he took the building up and down with hesitant eyes, before promptly nodding and walking ahead. He shook his head before jogging to catch up with him, shoving his hands into his pockets while they both kept their eyes glued to their surroundings.
They came upon rows and rows of red-bricked buildings at a distance, and from where they were walking Yoongi could appreciate how wearied and satiated with years of grime each row was; the faded building blocks looked drained of colour as if the whole area had been doused in paint thinner, the surfaces slowly deteriorating like the edges of the buildings were, and as if they were fraying pillows. Very old, antique looking pillows. Although maybe comparing buildings to pillows was a strange thing to do, Yoongi couldn't help but see how the prestige of the blocks had faded as if like a wearied velvet red pillow.

And the whole area really did look so...grey. So lost of life, with no grass or trees, or even complimentary weeds poking through the concrete.

"Hey...Yoongi?"

"What?"

"Look..."

He turned to his friend, who was staring wide-eyed out in front of him. And when he turned back to face his front, he spotted what Jimin had seen from this distance.

Bionics.

"Shit."

"But they're not really doing anything?" Ahead of them, Yoongi watched as gentle crowds of bionics paced from building to building, some walking to the other exits of the buildings, all dressed in fairly casual, wintry clothing.
What set them apart from humans...their facades. Their blank faces. Their inhumane movements. Their focused, unblinking dark eyes, with the only natural moving feature about them being the flow of their hair from the soft, cold breeze.

He felt something tug at his sleeve, and he found Jimin with a worried expression. "Hyung, do you even know WHERE Taehyung could be?"

He blinked. "Well..."

"Well what?"

"Well shit."

"What does that mean?!"

"Shh keep your voice down you pabo, do you want to get caught?"

Jimin swallowed, and turned away from the bionics. "Of course they can already hear me, their hearing is like ten times better than ours or something! You're the one sounding suspicious!"

"Because we're doing illegal shit!"

"No we're not! Humans come here all the time if they want to become like them!" Jimin pointed at the bionics without turning around. "We just need to act normal!"

"I am acting normal!"

"No you're not! You keep acting like we're doing something wrong when we're not!"

"Because it's all just a big fucking mess I can't HELP it!"

"Shhhush, they're looking over-!"

Yoongi pulled Jimin over behind one of the buildings after a couple turned their heads, and he let out a shaky breath. Jimin gently shook his shoulders, snapping his fingers in front of his face. "Hyung, just calm down. It's okay, and Taehyung is here somewhere probably doing whatever he's supposed to be doing, okay?"

Yoongi bit his upper lip, his shoulders rising with the large intake of cold air into his lungs, and he nodded. "Okay."

"We should split up, and cover more ground-"

"Are you fucking crazy?! Have you not watched any movie ever?!"

"This isn't a movie hyung! And they're bionics, they've been made to do anything but hurt humans! And guess what? We're both humans!"

"Yeah I get it! I'm fucking overreacting but I can't help it!"

The blonde frowned, and looked down at his feet. "I'm probably just under reacting." Jimin took a step back, looking around, before shifting his calm expression to a detirmined one. "I'll go north-west, you stay in this area."

He scoffed. "What are we doing, orientation?"

"Hyung!"

"Yeah yeah I got it-" Jimin turned on his heel and paced away, turning up his collar on the way which had Yoongi puzzled. "Seriously...pabo..." Kicking the ground beneath him, he sighed again.B"No, I'm the pabo here. Clearly."

I fell for a stupid orange-haired punk.

He pushed himself off the wall of the building, and jogged around the corner before slipping inside. Each row consisted of identical, old flat-like apartments, so Yoongi figured the only way to find the bionic was to check each building systematically.
But there were literally, maybe a hundred of them on site.
Pacing down the corridors, eyeing each nameslide outside each room, the green haired man ignored the glances from the artificial beings around him, trying to keep a steady mind as he focused his attention on spotting any shades of orange.

He had never felt so desperate in his life. For the past four years, he had been living in a shadow of apathy and an unfeeling nature, surrounded by a mess which represented his mind and an empty heart which ached to feel again. His passion to paint had temporarily relit a tiny flame inside of him, motivating him to get up in mornings and try to live out normal student days, and yet without love the hole in his heart remained, if maybe even getting deeper.

And that bionic-

-that stupid, smiling, bubbly, bionic. Taehyung. He had walked into his dorm with that irritating grin on his face and completely changed his life.
And there was no way in hell he would let him go...not like this, and not easily, if he could help it.

"Yah, hey you-!" He walked up to a small girl, who turned rapidly when he touched her shoulder. The way she was staring at him was incredibly eerie, with large circular dark irises.
Clearing his throat, he attempted to make conversation with the bionic. "Do you know anyone called Taehyung? Kim Taehyung? He has orange hair and-"

"No I don't. You should ask one of the scientists in the laboratory, they have the data on all bionics here, or ask the manager-"

"No I can't, they're all human."

"Is that a problem?"

Her eyes were fixed on his own, and he stepped away from her with clenched fists. "No. I'll go now, thanks."

Running down the hallway, he exited the building and headed into the adjacent building. There was no way he could just show his face to the humans here; it was too suspicious. And the manager probably knew who he was, because Taehyung had been assigned to him. He was still a client par say, but if something had happened to Taehyung then there was no way he was leaving safely with the bionic.
All he could do was sprint around like a psycho checking rooms and asking every bionic he passed if they knew of his orange haired friend. All replied using almost identical responses, and after it felt like hours had gone by, Yoongi took a seat on the stairs in probably the 20th building he had checked, breathless and on the verge of hopelessness.
He pulled out his phone and dialed Jimin's number.

"Hey Jimin? How much distance have you covered?"

"I've checked around 30 rooms I think? Still no sign of him."

"Fuck."

"Listen, I'm going to the main building. Maybe he'll be there."

"Isn't that where the labs are?"

"Yeah. And also where the manager is."

"What?! Don't go in there, are you crazy-"

"I'm stood in front of the building, I'm walking in-"

"Yah..."

"Hyung, he might be in there!"

"He could be in one of these rooms too! Let's finish checking first and we'll both go in."

"That's too abnormal though! When did a human ever walk in with another person with intentions of converting to a bionic? And we might be too late in case something is happening!

"Jimin-"

"A-and I'm already here so, I might aswell!"

"Yah don't you dare-"

The call ended with shrewd beeping, and Yoongi gritted his teeth to hold in his emotions. Standing up again, he sprinted down the stairs and around the corner. He'd stop that blasted blonde before he walked into a suicide building. If Taehyung was in one of these buildings, fine it could wait, but if he was in the main-

"Woah!"

"Argh-!" He collided with another body, and the sudden impact after his dead-on sprint had sent a dizzy spell over his head as he crashed into the unsuspecting figure. Like lightning, a hand had swept under his waist and stopped him from hitting the ground, and as he fought back the spinning black dots circling his vision, he felt the hand beneath him faulter.

"Yoongi??"

"What..." Standing up while rubbing his eyes and temples, he squinted at the taller figure in front of him. Then he felt his heart skip a beat. "Taehyung?!"

"What are you...what?!" The bionic was stood rigidly, his hands outspread at either side of him and his mouth gaped.

"Taehyung?"

"Hyung?! How are you..."

He stepped towards the bionic, his heart throbbing at the sight of him. He was okay... "Tae-"

"You shouldn't be here! Why are you...how...when?!" He was glaring at Yoongi, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he threaded his fingers through his orange hair, his body language exerting such anxiety and...fear.

"Yah Taehyung-"

"You can't be here! Why?! I left you specifically so you wouldn't get involved!"

"What?" The bionic rubbed his face with his large palms, breathing out slowly and calming himself. What had he said? Yoongi felt his entire field if vision freeze. "Y...you just LEFT?!!"

"Hyung, I had to-"

"And you weren't ever going to come back?!"

He stepped towards the bionic, who also took steps backwards while holding out his hands. "I-I had to! Someone here threatened your safety, I couldn't risk it by being with you-"

"You could have fucking CALLED!!" Yoongi felt his head sway from his anger, and he wasn't sure if the flashes of red he was seeing was because of his rage or because he had a concussion.

"Hyung, you need to sit down-"

"Don't you DARE tell me what I should be doing!"

"W-wait, hyung-"BThe bionic hit a wall behind him, and Yoongi looked up at him with teary eyes. Holding back his quivering lips, he lunged forward and coiled his arms around the bionic. "Y-yoongi...?"

"I was so fucking worried you asshole!"

"I-I..."

He embraced his torso, taking in his warmth, his smell, the soft fabric of his button-up and the steady sound of his heart beating. Then he looked up to meet his stricken gaze. "You can't just...disappear! Shitty bastard, do you have any idea how that made me feel?!"

"Yoongi hyung..." Taehyung stared down at him, the creases between his brows deep as Yoongi watched his Adam's apple bob while swallowing. He could feel his mouth dampen with saliva as he stared back into his eyes, his heart quickening and his grip on the bionic loosening.

"You can't...you can't just do that...you can't make me feel this way and then just leave..."

"Hyung..."

The bionic lifted his hand, and gently placed it on his cheek. And he softly smiled at him, the real kind that made his eyes shine. The kind that Yoongi loved most. "I didn't think I'd see you again..."

A blush crept up his neck, and Yoongi found himself looking away. "That's because you ran away, dickhead."

There was no time for Yoongi to take another breath. Because in the next moment he felt something forcefully soft pressed against his lips, and his eyes widened when the view of the bionics long lashes came closely into view. What...
His warmth. His touch, his closeness. This was what he wanted...this was what he missed. This was what he was missing. Leaning into his tall figure, Yoongi stood taller to deepen the kiss, gripping the elegant hands which cupped his face. Their heads synced in motion as they kissed, their lips fitting together almost perfectly before they both pulled away.

"Hyung, I've been wanting to do that for so long-"

"Shut up..."

Taehyung wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and Yoongi sighed into his chest. He couldn't...this was...this kind of thing...

"Hyung?"

"Y-yeah."

"This is...this is what I was feeling. This feeling, what I feel when I'm with you...I get it now."

Yoongi buried his face further into his chest, his body heating from the bionics words which seemed to tickle his ears. "Shitty bionic..." The bionic laughed, such a throaty yet beautiful sound. There was so much he wanted to say to him, so many things he had to tell this bionic before he forgot exactly what he wanted to say. But now, wasn't the time.

"Hyung, why are you here?"

The older pulled away, hiding his face by turning away and fixing his shirt by smoothing it down. "Jimin and I, we came to look for you...wait, oh shit..."

Taehyung frowned, walking up to him and placing his palms on his shoulders. "Hyung?"

"If...if you're here, then Jimin-"

"What? Where is he?"

"He went to the main building...fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

"What?!"

Yoongi held his hand to his chest as he sped out the building with the bionic following closely behind him. While staring at the Taehyung, he took in his panicked expression, and shouted to him while they both sprinted through the crowds of bionics, trying to decipher what it could mean-

"What is it?!"

"He shouldn't be there!"

"Why?!"

They rounded a corner, and ran up a narrow walkway towards a distant, large building as Taehyung yelled back to Yoongi with dark eyes.

"Because there's something there which he shouldn't see!"

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be on the lookout.

the next chapter is the final one.