Aftermath I*

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Yoongi's POV

We couldn't let this end go to waste. After I motivated myself to chase down a group of those Phantom brats, I was led to a dead end. They all vanished from my sight. I guess they do know their way around.

Whoever you are or your captain is, I fucking hate you for making me run! Fuck you, Ace!

Since then, I have been searching for Jin because we split up. We were supposed to stay in pairs but we thought it was a better idea to separate to cover more ground. I guess we thought we could either ambush or trap some of the Phantoms... at least one but I failed. I am not sure about Jin, I need to find him.  It has been twenty minutes now, yet there is no sign of our hyung.

I'm already tired. I want my bed and a glass of wine.

If I head home without him, he will complain for the next few days making me feel I owe him a favor. And I don't like doing favors.

Plus RM told us to stay together and we didn't follow through. My gut is telling me Namjoon is going to be furious because of the Phantom's actions. I don't want him to come after me too.
I tried calling and texting him but that big head is not answering. Instead, I tried the old fashion way, shouting his name in the street. I know he did not go far since we agreed to stay within these streets.

At first, it was nothing, suddenly Jin started yelling back. I moved where his voice was coming from. I kept shouting for him, yet this time he did not answer. The streets grew quiet.

Why did he stop shouting? Did he get in a fight with a Phantom?

Is he in danger? What if he's hurt?

"Jin!" I scream one more time.

Shit, Jin where are you?!

I sprint down the alley remembering his shout coming from this direction. It is pure darkness until I flickering light catches my attention.

There.

I see someone sitting on the ground around the corner.

It's him.

I call him but he does not answer. I finally stand in front of him with a confused look. Jin has an amused look on his face. I move closer to inspect him if he is injured, in pain or unconscious. He isn't any of those.

Never mind he is fine. He doesn't look hurt but he looks stupid. Like a drunk fool.

  Here I was worried about him when nothing is going on. I should have left him right there.   But I'm too good of a person to do that.

"Hyung get up!" I say extending my hand after shaking his shoulders.

He blinks a few times and hands me his hand. I help him up. He is heavy.

"Hyung... what happened?"

"I actually don't know... but I think I liked it."

I have no words. Nor do I want to know.


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Jin's POV

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