Hoseok watches as Y/n loads the car, throwing all sorts of ammunition inside. "Why are we helping our greatest enemy again?" he asks.

"Maybe because I'm totally in love with him and don't give a damn about the mafia world anyway?" she asks back.

Jimin shrugs and helps her load. "You can sit out. I'm going with her, if you stay you'll be the new leader. If you come with then fine, the more the merrier."

He looks at Jimin and notices something: he seems slower than usual. As if there's something bothering him. "You good Park?" Hoseok can't help but ask.

He brushes the older one off. "I'm good. Just tired. It's early, and we all know I'm not a morning person." Part of Hoseok doesn't believe him, but he decides against pressing more. Hoseok doesn't really want to get on Jimin's bad side. "Has Jungkook said anything about his progress?"

"Why would he? He doesn't exactly like us, he won't give us an update until the last possible second," Y/n says with a snort, Jimin humming in acknowledgement. Hoseok keeps observing the process until Jimin finally turns and lets out a sigh.

"Look buddy, you can either leave and go lead, or stay and help. Don't just stand there watching, I'll get pissed off that I'm doing all the heavy lifting while you do nothing." Hoseok meets Jimin's intense glare, then dips his head.

"Okay... what can I do to help?"

Hoseok's words surprise both Jimin and Y/n, the two looking at him and blinking slowly as if not believing him. "Uhhh," Jimin says, slurring.

Y/n steps forward and hands a duffle bag to him. "Stay in the backseat with this. Jimin gets shotgun cause if he doesn't he'll kill me. We might find ourselves under fire at some point."

"At some point?"

"Okay, soon. I haven't heard anything from Yoongi in a while, I might need you to work your magic and track him."

"Do you have a laptop in there?" Hoseok asks.

"Yeah, it's on the right side."

He goes over to the car, opening the backseat and throwing the duffle bag on the other side. Meanwhile, he takes the laptop off the seat and sits down. "I'll need to plug your phone into the laptop and we'll need to call him. Keep him on the line for a couple minutes until I can get a clear read. Not now though, first I have to set the laptop up." Jimin and Y/n look completely confused, so he sighs. Hoseok meets his leader's eyes and sadly smiles. "I lost Yoongi once. I don't want to lose him again."

"But didn't you order me to kill him?" Jimin asks. "Not to be a bitch, but how do we know you won't just kill him and us when we least expect it? I'm sure the High Council would love to hire you after you do their dirty work."

"You can't trust me, I'm not going to ask you to," Hoseok says. "But the best I can do is give you my word that I'm doing this to save Yoongi. If you want to take extra precaution, keep me away from any weapons."

Jimin chuckles, motioning to the inside of the vehicle. "Seeing as the entire car is filled to the brim with Y/n's favorite toys, I think that's pretty much impossible. For now, we'll have to take your word for it." 

"Not true. My favorite toys are under my bed."

Jimin chuckles. "Any of them the ones I bought for you?"

"You wish," she says.

Jimin gives her a playful nudge, then points to the driver's seat with his head. "Are we ready madam?"

She hums, coming over and taking out her phone. "Once we get on the road, call him and talk to him. Ask him for his location. Hopefully he won't hang up once he hears it's you."

"And where is all the tech that comes with this wonderful laptop?" Hoseok asks.

"In the bottom pouch of the duffle," Y/n says, backing away from the car door.

"Alright, all set?" Jimin asks Hoseok, who nods.

"I'll track him as soon as we get on the road."

"Good. Jimin, get in and turn the safety to your pistol off. I don't trust that we won't be followed. Hoseok, you know your assignment. I'll drive, just tell me the directions, got it?" Hoseok agrees and plugs the phone into the laptop, clicking around and setting up his software. So he needs to track his ex best friend. This is gonna go great.

Hoseok stares at the phone as the car rumbles to life beneath him. The countdown begins. Soon enough, the car is pulling out of the compound. 

"Jimin, you don't have to do this," Y/n says.

"Yes I do. You want me to let you go into the fray alone?"

"I'm here," Hoseok weakly says.

"We didn't know that until a minute ago. Let you go into the fray without me? Hell no princess. Sorry, but you're stuck with me." Y/n shoots him a smile just as Hoseok brings the phone to his ear.

"Okay guys, here goes nothing," he whispers. And the car goes silent.

After three rings, he picks up. The software boots to life under his fingertips. Time to track him. "Y/n? Are you okay? What's going on?" Yoongi asks. Hoseok forgets how to breathe for a moment. "Y/n? You okay?"

His voice is so much softer than he remembers; so much more delicate. He heard Yoongi's voice at the Council meeting not too long ago. Looks like he uses a different tone around Y/n, but is Hoseok really surprised?

"Y/n's okay, she's in the drivers seat," Hoseok manages to reply.

"Ho... Hobi?" Oh no. Not the nickname.

"Hey Yoongi, how you doing?" Hoseok asks with his tone wavering between weak and strong.

"Give the phone to Y/n right now. I have nothing to say to you."

"That's great and all, but I need to track your location. You're stuck with me for a couple minutes. We're on our way to you to explain the plan."

"No, I don't trust you. I want to hear Y/n's voice. You have five seconds before I hang up."

"Jesus," Hoseok mumbles, then he looks up. "Y/n can you yell something? He wants to make sure you're in control here."

"Yoons, it's okay! Jimin, Hoseok, and I are on our way to come save your sorry ass! Show some gratitude!"

"Oh great, Jimin. I get to put up with the biggest lapdog in the Underworld," Yoongi says.

"Fuck you," Jimin says, flipping off the phone.

Hoseok rolls his eyes. "Does that answer your question?" Hoseok asks.

"It does, thank you. Tell her I'm glad she's okay."

Hoseok grumbles a curse. "He says he's glad you're okay."

"Awh, tell him-"

"I'm no messenger. I'm here to tell you how it is. I'm tracking your location so don't move no matter what, got it?"

"Got it," Yoongi says. "We're staying in some warehouse. I think someone might've followed us here, but I can't know for sure."

Hoseok hums and types away on the keyboard. Just one more minute. "Who's with you?"

"Namjoon and Jin." Hoseok's grip on the phone falters a little, but only a little. He remembers seeing Namjoon and Jin at the meeting too. He doesn't personally know them like Y/n does Jin, but he knows their reputation. There's a few beats of silence, then Yoongi asks a question Hoseok never thought he'd be asked. "I know this is sudden, but what happened to you? I thought you hated power."

"I'm sorry?" Yoongi's location starts to slowly form on the screen. "Wait, I'm getting a read on your location, hang in there. Make a right up here, Y/n." She does as she's told. "We're close to you. We'll do a scout of the area to make sure no one followed you, okay? We have plenty of guns for you." Yoongi doesn't reply, which concerns Hoseok. "Yoongi? Talk to me, are you okay?"

"It all makes sense now," he whispers.

"Huh? What does?"

Yoongi dryly chuckles. "You're rank one... you're sure as hell acting like it."

Hoseok feels his entire body go still. "Who the hell told you that?"

"Jungkook," Yoongi says.

Hoseok's eyes jump open. "Oh no, oh God no. What have we done?" Hoseok takes a moment to catch his breath, peeking at his superior. "What did you do, Y/n?"

She furrows her brows, focusing on the road. "Huh? What are you talking about? I didn't do anything." Hoseok swallows the lump in his throat while Yoongi keeps talking.

"We screamed at each other because you didn't want to be in a position of power, but look how that changed. Now you're an underboss for an extremely powerful mafia and you're rank one in the area. You're the single most dangerous man around. Yet we broke our friendship over power. It really was jealousy, wasn't it?"

Hoseok runs a hand through his hair as the location pops up clearly. "Please, listen to me. You won't believe me unless you calmly listen to everything I tell you. Okay?"

"Fine, you have thirty seconds. That's all I'm giving yo-"

The line goes to static for a moment, Hoseok's breathing increasing. "Yoongi?" No answer. "Yoongi!"

Y/n speeds up, the car rumbling to life. "Which way, Hobi?"

"Turn left! We're not too far!" Hoseok pants while peering at the screen. "Yoongi!" Hoseok yells. Again - nothing. The line goes dead. "What the hell?"

"Where do I go, Hoseok?!"

"Left again!" He keeps looking at the screen with his jaw on the ground. So much shit just happened, but the worst of all is that the truth is revealed thanks to Jungkook. Hoseok heaves, almost crying. They're all dead. They're all so, so dead. They have no idea what they've done.

But they're about to find out.