The couple has arrived to where they believed they'd be meeting with the missing old friend whose recent where about were in a cabin deep in the woods. It was dark by the time two cars pulled up outside and raining by the time the visitors made it out their cars. 

"I think you should knock." Yoongi suggested to Suran who was staying by her car. 

She lifted an eyebrow. "Don't come here with that ladies first shit now. You're knocking."

While the two argued in whispers, Jimin remained in the car thinking about what Yoongi had said to him before he pretended to sleep. He asked if he had trust and although he had said yes, he was wondering if perhaps the response was much more complicated than that. He did trust Yoongi or else he wouldn't have risked it all for him yet there was something in Jimin that did not let him peacefully side with such argument. He thought long and hard as the whispered stopped and a knock on a wooden door was the only thing that could be heard in the dark woods. 

"Eight Ball?" Suran asked softly as she stood in front of the door. Right at her side where he could not been seen through neither a window or small hole in the door, was Yoongi with a knife ready to attack if need be. 

No one answered unless the sound of a grasshopper counted. The rain began to fall a little harder now and they had yet to be responded to. They continued on trying until Yoongi concluded that they should just break in. If no one was answering it meant no one was in there. However, if Eight Ball had been there then perhaps there was a chance he left something behind that could help them. 

"Go in first." Yoongi said as more of a demand than a suggestion. 

Suran simply glared at him for a second before putting her hand to the knob. It was unlocked so she hesitated. Yoongi had none of it as he glared even harder at her to turn it which was what made her do it. The creaking of the door was so loud despite it's actual volume being not that.

"Hello?"

Again nothing. Suran relaxed at the sound of nothing. She took her first step in and by her second one she was being held by strong arms and a knife to her throat. Yoongi stilled by the door and not because he was scare, but because he knew he shouldn't be. 

"Where's Eight?"

The man who held Suran by the throat was tall, tan, and most definitely strong. He was the opposite of who they searched for yet Yoongi kept himself collected as he causally asked for his friend. 

The stranger instantly released the girl. 

"Kyungsoo! You've got visitors." 

They had found him. Yoongi looked over to find that in then small cabin it was not that hard to find him. The small body of the man was resting on the large couch near the fire. He was surprised to not have noticed him before. He along with Suran walked on over and watched as Eight slept so peacefully.  

"Should we set his hair on fire?" Suran asked. 

Yoongi chuckled and pulled on her cheek. "Now now, let's be nice. He hasn't seen us in a while. Maybe we should suffocate him till he wakes. I think that's more appropriate don't you think?"

"Really?" A new voice asked. "I was thinking of letting him wake in a whole different part of the forest."

The two newcomers looked up to find that Eight Ball was not only joined by some man they did not recognized, but also by one they did. Hoseok smiled at them as he dried his hair with a white towel. He joined the two to look down at the resting figure. 

"He's a friend." Hoseok said as touched the top of the man's hair. "Let's just do the usual."

Suran rolled her eyes and left the two to look down at Eight. 

"How long have you been here?"

"Not long." Hoseok sighed. "Just got in maybe an hour ago. Where's Jimin?"

Before Yoongi could answer or even recall he had come along with someone, water came pouring from between him and Hoseok. The icy water fell to the sleeping man who awoke in a panic. He scrambled to his feet and to stand away from the trio as he breathed heavily and wiped the water from his eyelids. Once he caught sight of the three newcomers he didn't look any happier. 

"God, this is my nightmare!"

"Getting water thrown on you?"

"No! The three of you!" 

The trio looked among each other and grinned. They began making their way to Eight who of course tried getting away from them. He succeeded only because he hid behind the man which had yet to have a proper introduction to the invaders. 

"What are you guys doing here! Yoongi I thought you were dead!" Eight screamed. "And Suran weren't you imprisoned!? Hope and you... well I don't actually know what happened to you. Why are you here!?"

"Trillian says you've been missing for months." Yoongi said. "I just saw her and those kids, they need you Kyungsoo. What are you doing out here and whose he?"

The man who nobody seemed to know had relocated himself to the couch where he had a mug in his hands and a book in his lap. Everyone watched as he unfazed opened it and began reading as though he had not four pair of eyes looking at him. 

"That's Jongin, he goes by Kai." 

"Okay... so what is he like you bodyguard?"

Eight appeared offended by the question. He grabbed a knife from the counter and held it up to Hoseok. "Do you not think I can defend myself?"

"I ain't say that."

"You're damn right you 'ain't say that' cause I'd beat you up right here right now. He's partner I picked up along the way, it just so happens he looks the opposite of what I am. It's been convenient. I don't have to knock the shit out of someone for them to take me seriously. Thanks for that Nini." 

"You're welcome, baby." Kai said as he raised his cup as if though the two were toasting. 

While everyone caught up, Yoongi took it as an opportunity to fetch Jimin who he believed was still asleep. It was raining much harder so by the time he reached the inside of the car he was almost completely soaked. 

"It's raining really hard?"

Yoongi nodded his head. "It is. Listen so he's here, but there's some other people in there. No one to be worried about though."

Jimin still looked sleepy despite having done no sleeping at all. Yoongi couldn't help but to stare at the male's droopy eyes and his curled up body with a sweater that belong to him. 

"You can sleep inside."

"We'll be staying here?"

Thunder struck the sky. 

"Looks like we have to."

The two took their bags from the back seat and headed inside with everyone else. Suran was already in the kitchen with Hoseok when Jimin first walked in. She made eye contact with him before returning to chopping up food, but Hoseok left to greet him. No longer feeling the same respect as he had for him once, it was odd for Jimin to see Hoseok. For most of the time which he knew him he was aware of him as a powerful man running a company not the odd ball running around causing mishaps with a psycho. Regardless he greeted him and then moved onto meeting who they had been meaning to find. 

"So you're the pretty doctor everyone's been mouthing about." Eight said with a little smile as he extended his hand. Sitting besides him was Kai who simply looked up to get a glimpse at the pretty doctor. 

"I am...I guess." Jimin said as he shook the man's hand. They talked about the journey there until Yoongi left. He had excused himself for the bathroom leaving Jimin alone with Eight and Kai who was all too engrossed in his book. 

"So you really left it all for him, huh? Has it been worth it? Will it have been worth it?"

Jimin tilted his head. "I'm sorry, what do you mean will it be? Don't you think we should be focusing on now not the future."

Eight shrugged. "Yeah maybe unless that future is you getting caught and punished. I know of the type of people you worked for so I know that this tango can cost you so much as your sanity. I'll ask you again, will it be worth it?"

Frightened by the man's dark attitude and question overall, Jimin shook his head unsure. He used the sound of arguing from the kitchen as an excuse to leave the question stay unanswered. He stood between the two fighting which made for Suran to scoff at his attempt to break up the quarrel. 

"Bleed a little why don't you princess." Hoseok said as his glaring eyes followed Suran until she disappeared through a door. He then returned to looking put together before addressing Jimin. "You want to help me make dinner?"

Of course Jimin took the chance since it got him away from Eight who was still looking at him curiously. He continued on with Suran's task which was to chop up some ingredients while Hoseok seasoned the meat. 

"How's the trip been?"

"Good. How are my friends?"

"Good, still acting like I don't know about their little affair."

"Affair?" Jimin asked. 

Hoseok nodded. "Yeah. The people on my team are prohibited to see one another yet those two still think I don't know. Quite gullible isn't it? It's fun to watch them scramble for excuses." 

The news came as a shock to Jimin yet he let it go since he knew that given the path he had chosen for himself he would not be included in their lives. They finished making the meal which everyone ate sitting around the fire. There was talk of some past which helped Jimin understand better everyone's relationship with Eight. He use to attend their school, but he knew of the sanctuary which was why Yoongi knew their lifestyle well. Although everyone had something to add, even Jimin, Kai did not. The man was very silent next to Eight the entire time.

The night ended with assignment of rooms. There was only two which forced for Suran and Hoseok to share the living room. Unfortunately for Yoongi and Jimin they could hear the two fighting and the the things they threw at each other. 

"Is it going to be like this all night?" Jimin asked as he looked at the clock again. 

Yoongi shook his head. "No, love. Give them a few more minutes before the tension either gets worse o dials down."

The few minutes did indeed do something for next thing they know it was silent until Hoseok screamed. 

"And she stabbed him." Yoongi sighed. 

He excused himself and Jimin prepared for sleep. The feeling in his stomach seemed to be much calmer now that he was surrounded by more people and in a place where he was sure they could not be found. Later when Yoongi returned he kissed him passionately as a way to say thank you for dealing with him. Maybe it was just his feelings in the moment, but Jimin felt ready to commit to this new lifestyle if it meant that after all the anxiousness he got to be curled up in Yoongi's arms.  

The blissful state did not last into the morning. While everyone slept one was awake and then all the sudden many were awake. The lights to the bedroom in which Yoongi and Jimin rested were turned on and guns were held to their face. Just outside gunshots were going off like fireworks in the sky during a festival.  

"Dr. Park Jimin!" 

Yoongi was the first awake because he was the first dragged from the bed. Jimin awoke frightened from the hole that was right at his eye line. He looked around to see that Yoongi was held up by guards wearing a uniform he knew all too well. The next thing he noticed was the face of Dr.Dean by the door. 

"You've done, Dr.Park." She said. "It's a real shame, especially with what they're going to do with you."

Jimin's head turned towards Yoongi so to plead to him that now was the time for him to act on the promise he kept. As the tears fell from his eyes he hoped it was enough for Yoongi to take action and thankfully for him it was. Yoongi acted quickly to take hold of a gun and he fired it. 

The bullet impaled the guard who had put himself to protect the doctor. Yoongi was the next to receive a shot which dropped him to the floor. While Jimin screamed for some mercy just out the door more bodies were being dragged out. He watched as his lover's limp body was picked up and taken out while the blood of his wound fell to the floor. Yoongi's wasn't the only blood that could be seen. As Jimin was escorted out he watched Suran's body was enclosed in a bag. 

There was blood everywhere.  

There was blood on the floor, on the walls, and on hands of men who caused for the bleeding. Jimin saw different vans were there to collect them, dead or alive. He saw it all before Dr.Dean stuck a needle in his neck and vanished everything. 

{Ciel1l}