Chapter Eighteen: Fire
Both are panting while Hoseok is sleeping peacefully on the ground still holding the chocolate bar.
"Thanks for saving my back there Beomgyu," Jungkook praised him.
"You're welcome hyung," Beomgyu said.
Jungkook raises his head to observe the hallway, the hallway with the color of fiery orange gives off a bad vibe. One thing that Jungkook thinks about that color is fire or lava, his eyes widened.
"Beomgyu?" Beomgyu looks at Jungkook. "I'm going there," Jungkook said pointing at the fiery orange hallway.
"Would you like me to come with you, hyung?" Beomgyu asked.
Jungkook shook his head and said, "Take care of Hoseok-hyung. I'll save whoever is in that room."
Beomgyu nods as Jungkook walks through the hallway.
'It's so hot in here,' Jungkook thought, fanning himself.
Jᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʀᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʜɪs ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ʙᴇsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ, sᴏ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ.
Hᴇ sᴀᴡ ʜɪs ʜʏᴜɴɢ. Yᴏᴏɴɢɪ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ. Yᴏᴏɴɢɪ ᴡᴀs ʟʏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴜɴᴄᴏɴsᴄɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʟʟɪᴘᴏᴘ sᴛɪᴄᴋs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ. Mᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ 50.
"Hʏᴜɴɢ, ʜᴀɴɢ ᴏɴ I'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ," Jᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ.
Tʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ɪs ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.
"Dᴀᴍɴ ɪᴛ! Aɢᴀɪɴ? SHOOT!" Hᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.
Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɪʀ. Hᴇ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟᴀss ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ.
"Fɪɴᴀʟʟʏ!" Hᴇ sᴀɪᴅ.
Hᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʜɪs ʜʏᴜɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡᴀʏ. Bᴜᴛ, ᴡʜᴇɴ Jᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ᴡᴀs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ, ʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴀ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ɴᴏɪsᴇ. Lᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ sᴘᴏᴛs, sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, ʜᴇ ғᴇʟʟ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʜᴏʟᴇ.
"Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜɪs? Jᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ғʀᴜsᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.
Tʜᴇ ʜᴇ sᴀᴡ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ, ᴛɪᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ. Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅʀᴀɢɢɪɴɢ Tᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ.
Jungkook shook his head, 'An another hallucination? Yoongi-hyung is probably in this hallway, is Taehyun in here?' He thought. He then smelled smoke, 'Oh no. This isn't good,' he rushed towards the hallway and was greeted by a door. He grabbed the door handle and tried opening the door, it's jammed, 'Seriously? Again?'
He tried banging on the door.
"Yoongi-hyung! Are you there!" He screamed while banging on the door and bringing his ear to the door.
"Jungkook?" Jungkook heard Yoongi, then a cough. "...help me."
"I'm coming hyung!" Jungkook shouted again. He starts charging towards the door to open it but it won't open instead he hurt himself.
'Think Jungkook, think. If you don't think on something, Yoongi-hyung will burn into crisps and turns into ashes,' he thought. He kept thinking and thinking on how he's going to save Yoongi, then he thought about something. 'I'm gonna sue myself for this.'
"Fata Morgana!" He shouted while clutching his arm and the door opened.
There he saw Yoongi laying on the floor, fire already spreading around the room. He sprints to Yoongi, he starts coughing because of the smoke, its too much, made his eyes water, he covers his mouth with his sleeves. Jungkook picks up his hyung, he starts to panic, 'I gotta go fast, but this too much running will waste my energy, but I can do it. FIGHTING!'
He took a deep breath, grips Yoongi tight and starts to sprint towards the door. A plank from the ceiling fell in front of Jungkook, it's burning up, he jumps over it and lands a perfect landing. He sprints to the hallway, he didn't dare looking back and made it at the center of the room. Put Yoongi down safely next to Hoseok.
"You okay, Jungkook-hyung?" Beomgyu asked while he was sitting beside Hoseok.
"Yeah," Jungkook replied quickly sitting down while catching his breath and looking at Yoongi.
Jungkook noticed that Yoongi is holding something tightly in his hand, he gently opened Yoongi's hand and discovered a lighter.
'Don't tell me that Yoongi-hyung is the one who set the whole room on fire?' He thought to himself while looking at the lighter. Beomgyu back-hugs Jungkook to console him.
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