"Taehyung hasn't killed anyone." You spoke quietly, hoping that it was right. But then again, you would've liked to think that he wasn't planning on killing you at the start of the trip. However, surely if he hadn't killed anyone before, he wouldn't plan to kill you?

Your head was filled with so many thoughts you didn't realise that the man, Jimin, was mere millimetres away from you. You didn't realise until he clasped your chin and leant down close.

"My my, Jungkook is going to have fun with you." His voice deepened, his look icy. Your heart raced in your chest. "You're wrong." That's when you felt your body become heavy. You were so close, so close to getting Taehyung back, to saving Namjoon-

"I-I can't be wrong. You said that he drove them to kill themselves." You stuttered, disappointment and absolute fear running through your veins, from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet.

"Don't you think I withheld information from you? Why would I make this easy for you?"

"I-"

"Do you want to know what the lie was?" He lent to your ear, lips brushing against it. "He wasn't planning on killing you."

Your eyes widened, a moment of relief flooding through you until a bang shook the room. Your eyes widened as Jimin coughed up blood on you as he let you go. His hands shakily moved to his stomach where there was a gaping hole.

"Y/N!" Your head perked up, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights. "Trust me. You need to come with me. I can save you."

You couldn't move your body, even if you wanted to. Your limbs felt heavy, your heart was beating rapidly in your chest to a point where you thought it might burst out your rib cage at any moment. Your hearing went. You stared at the blood coating your hands and the man laying on the floor in front of you, blood puddling beneath him as he looked at you with pained eyes. You felt your chest tighten and it became hard to breathe as the smell of blood filled your nostrils.

"I... I didn't want to hurt you." Jimin croaked, tears slipping down his face. He wouldn't survive the next few minutes, not at the way the blood was pooling. "Jungkook... threatened my family. My wife. My kids..."

He fumbled in his pocket and reached up weakly with the folded piece of paper.

"Y/N! We have to go now!" The man yelled at you.

"Take this. Tell them I'm sorry." His breathing was laboured. "Tell them I love them. Please Y/N..."

You took the paper from him as he smiled sadly.

"Jimin-"

"Run. He's trust worthy. Follow him." He spluttered. "Don't believe what they say about Tae. He wants..." he was deteriorating, and fast. "Marry..."

His hand fell weakly as his eyes unfocused on you and gazed upwards. One singular tear rolling down his cheek and dropping into the blood that was growing beneath him.

You held back your own tears, pushing the paper into your pocket and looking at the man in the doorway, gun at his side.

Choose

Go with the man

Don't go with the man.