Black & White || BTS FF

Chapter 61: Breathe In, Breathe Out

It was a large room, open space that, for the most part, was brightly lit up in the centre. It was completely empty, and, similarly to the last warehouse you had searched, had a singular, metal chair in the centre. 

Like your Red Room.

But instead of a traitor, a criminal...

Yoongi was on that chair.

And you could barely recognise him.

His head hung low, black hair laced with sweat as it dangled in front of his face, obscuring your view. 

You were too far away to determine if there was blood in the mix.

But you didn't need to see his face to tell that he was, in fact, closer to death than you had expected. You could clearly see it.

Because they'd taken his shirt. 

His skin looked as if it has been shredded by a whip, cuts (some old, some new) covering the wide expanse of his chest, abdomen and shoulders, even rising cruelly up his neck. You assumed his back had suffered the same fate, if not worse. The remainder of what would have been his usually milky white skin was battered with purple, green and black bruises.

By the shape and size of them, you knew they would have come from a bat of some sort. 

And not only had he been harshly beaten, but he'd been starved.

His skin was bound tightly around his ribs, the bones almost looking as if they could pierce through at any moment. 

His legs looked stick thin, and down the side of his left calf, you spotted long gash, about 20cm long.

None of his wounds had been given the slightest attention, and he hadn't been fed much, if not at all.

His body didn't show any signs of life, other than the slow, painful rising of his chest. 

He really was close to death.

After you had overcome the shock of seeing one of your brothers in such a condition because of you, your despair turned to fury.

You clenched your fists and loaded your gun before angrily making your way out into the open, briefly scanning the room for OSH. 

But after only a few steps, a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled yousideways and to the ground, next to a cold, concrete wall.

You turned, only to find Jisoo's hand covering your mouth, her eyes wide.

She couldn't believe you were just going to walk out into the open, possibly getting yourself killed.

"We can't go yet! Backup's not here," she whispered harshly, trying to be as quiet as possible.

You blinked an angry tear, frustration and helplessness seeping into your veins once more. "Have you seen the condition he's in?! We can't wait!"

She glanced at Yoongi briefly, then looked back at you with a helpless expression. "I know, but he's got men situated around the room in the dark, see?" See gestured to the corners of the room, and you glanced around, immediately spotting the dark figures. "Even if he wants you alone, you had to wait until we've got them covered, so we can get out safely. Otherwise he's going to have a little chat and kill you, which means you won't save Oppa."

You quickly wiped the tears, knowing the truth in what she was saying. "How... how far is backup?" you breathed.

She shrugged. "Ten minutes, maybe? I'm not too sure..."

You didn't reply, turning back to look at Yoongi.

You wanted to help him, but you weren't able to do anything. You'd have to wait.