Taehyung sat in his room peacefully bending over his study table with his elbow resting over the hard surface while he sat the side of his face over his palm. The golden hues baked his features as he kept biting the rear of the wooden pencil in his hand in between scribbling over the white paper of his notebook.

Thud

It was too loud for his focus to remain converged on the notebook forth. The boy jumped in his place hearing the loud toppling sound that came from the balcony. Though he couldn't see with the curtains draped against the glass wall, it was alarming. Walking towards the door Taehyung swung it open and peered out directly.

"HOLY MOTHE-" Taehyung jumped, heart pounding, at the sight of a large figure sprawled across his balcony. At first, it seemed like an inanimate object, but as he squinted, he realized it was a person. She was clad in all black like a ninja, lying face down and motionless. Long black hair rooted to the head flowed over the hardwood floor underneath.

Taking a hesitant step closer, Taehyung's curiosity mixed with fear. He extended his leg and gave the figure a cautious nudge with his foot. A soft groan escaped from her lips and Taehyung shrank in fear of the unknown intruder in his balcony.

Did they hit their head trying to sneak in? I bet yes! I should probably call the security. But, what if they are dead, should I call an ambulance? Ugh!

"Hey" Taehyung called out, unsure if he wanted a response. "Are you okay?"

The person groaned again, this time a bit louder, and shifted slightly. His pulse sped and Taehyung felt his heart slipping past his asshole already.

"T-Taehyung~" A feminine whimper broke the silence. A hand flooded in crimson thick liquid of life emerged rising towards him. Honey-sweet orbs peeked through the strands of the black waterfall with blood curdled whimpers grazing his ears. It was as if every sound in the background ceased for Taehyung. His eyes widened instantly, recognizing the person before him. It was Ji Ahn.

"JI AHN!" he screamed, crashing to his knees, leaping to her side, grabbing her by the shoulders, and turning her over. Warm liquid trickled tapping against the hardwood flooring. Taehyung scooped her into his arms, bringing her closer to him.

A piercing pain blinded his senses, shock, fear, a swirl of too many intense emotions to name. Something warm was seeping through the layers of fabric on his body and kissing his senses. Taehyung found his pale clothes now painted in a bright red, his soul trembled at the sight of blood. This was not just someone's blood, this was from the one he loved from the deepest of his heart.

"Ji Ahn, what happened? Who did this to you?" He didn't know what he was blurting out, or what even he should say at this point, mind in a frenzy of muddled-up emotions and pain. His voice trembled as he looked around frantically, searching for any sign of what might have led to this moment.

"HOLY FUCK HOW-" A loud, piercing whistle rang in his ears, sifting through the wounds inflicted on her body, the alarming sirens deafened him. His hand shook as his breathing grew heavy. Fat tears streamed down his smooth cheeks as soon as they welled up in his eyes.

The boy was losing his mind at the sight. It felt as if his body was frozen or bound by chains, unable to act immediately.

"H-hospital, I am going to take you to the hospital- stay with me, you're gonna be okay, look at me, I'm taking you to the hospital- Ji Ahn, look at me please" Taehyung pulled her close, the blood from the split skin on her forehead smudged against his cheek, carrying the girl up, he nearly sprinted towards the door when a boot landed against it restricting him from moving forth.

"N-no..." She hooked her boot over the knob restricting Taehyung from opening the door, the labored breaths slipping in and out of her lungs spoke of the pain.

"Love, you'll be fine, okay? We're going to the hospital, and you'll be fine" His voice shook with urgency and fear. There were many questions in his mind, so many questions starting with many whys and hows, but they all faded behind the immediate reality that the girl he loved so much was on the verge of falling into the valley of death, leaving the boy hysterical.

"N-NO" Venom mumbled. "Not hospital, c-can't go" she was shivering badly now.

He looked down at her, the girl in his arms, and it was then that he noticed the guns poking out from her clothes. He didn't know how to respond or act; everything was becoming blurry, or maybe it was the tears blurring his vision and mind.

"N-Not hos-hospital," The plea broke at her lips pushing her into the valley of unconsciousness, her limp figure swayed in his arms with head dangling over the crook of his arm. Taehyung was on the verge of hysteria, the boy was losing his shit completely. Retracting his confused and treacherous steps, he inched down the distance towards the bed and gently placed her down.

This is a nightmare, this is all just a terrible nightmare.

He was near to screaming and breaking down, but he knew he didn't have much time on his ticking clock. Turning her over onto her stomach, Taehyung took frantic steps here and there, not knowing what to do.

He needs to get her to the hospital, but she keeps denying it. What should he do now?

Running to his closet, he swiftly yanked open the doors and grabbed the first cloth he saw. The zipper was pulled open and the garment was peeled off of her pale skin, he froze at the sight of two swollen hot bullet wounds oozing blood. With a throat-crushing gulp, he pressed the T-shirts he grabbed against the wounds, trying to stop more blood from rushing out, all while sobbing over such a painful sight of the girl. His bloody, shaking hands kept applying pressure, desperate to keep her life from slipping away.

"Hold on, Ji Ahn" he whispered, his voice cracking. "Please, just hold on. Wh-what do I do? Oh God" He whimpered. "J-Ji Ahn what do I do?" Taehyung broke into more tears sniffling while he was hovering over the girl with each knee pressed on the mattress by the sides of her hip as he tried his best to keep the blood from seeping out. "S-someone help, Jimin, J-Jimin yes" As soon as the name flashed in his mind, the boy reached toward his phone on the bedside table with a shaky hand, almost dropping it in his haste. It felt like centuries after he found Jimin's number and his bloody thumb hovered over the call button leaving a red imprint right after.

"Taehyungie! What's up-" Jimin's cheerful voice was cut through with his yelling one.

"Jimin, I need your help, GET HERE, FAST, PLEASE" Taehyung choked out, his voice trembling. "It's Ji Ahn. She's... she's dying. I don't know what to do."

The laughter on the other end stopped abruptly. "WHAT!?"

"HURRY PLEASE-"

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