lost | A 김태형 Centric | ✓

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Tore my shirt to stop you bleeding.
But nothing can keep you stop from leaving.

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    Taehyung backed away as the knife came down, just in time, as the blade bounced off the floor. His hands felt a bloody trail as he dragged himself away from Sejong.

Sejong mockingly clicked his tongue and pushed his foot against Taehyung's stab wound, savouring the screams of frustration that filled his ear.

He held up the knife in his hand, watching the blood slowly drip. Sejong bend over and tore Taehyung's shirt, the buttons popped open revealing his bruised chest and neck.

"For how long I wanted to tear you apart myself" Sejong chuckled.

"No!" His two friends screamed in the background and Sejong looked up at them tauntingly.

"Watch it with your own eyes" He sneered, motioning his men to hold them in place.

Taehyung's breaths heaved, eyes clouding with frustration, not fear much to Sejong's dismay.

Slowly Sejong dug the knife in Taehyung's chest and drew out some line. The assassin threw his head back and screamed, his throat raw.

He tried thrashing and removing Sejong's hand but the blood loss was probably taking a toll on him.

Sejong removed the knife and admired his handy work, a blood wing from Taehyung's collarbone to his chest.

Taehyung barely had any of his senses left, the pain went shooting from his abdomen to chest, traveling up like a burning sensation in his collarbones. His whole body was shivering and drenched in sweat.

He wanted to fight back, but slow threads of death tugged him forward, closer. Into a warm hug of forever comfort. He did everything he could to stay up but this time even if his will to live was strong, his body was giving up. And apparently so was V.

I don't wanna die.

Shh..close your eyes Tae...just sleep.

But...

Sleep.. don't suffer too much..

Taehyung quietly obeyed V and closed his eyes, the final gust of air filled his lungs. As life drained out of him like sand of time, Taehyung saw a shadow hover around him.

A face of angel appeared in front of him. Taehyung just managed to hear a two loud bangs before silence wrapped around him.

Sejong watched Taehyung's eyes shut close and he smirked, ready to give a final blow right in his chest. He lifted up the blade with both his hand and was about to bring it down when there was a bang.

A seer of pain shot through Sejong's shoulder and the knife clattered on the floor, falling just an inch away from Taehyung's face. He looked over at Eunjuh trying to regain her balance with the gun in her hands, and from her stance it didn't look like she was playing a game.

Sejong growled and stood up, with his arm limp against his side.
"You ungrateful brat" He snarled as he lunged for his own daughter, but Eunjuh held the gun up and pulled the trigger.

Yoongi watched as Sejong's body crumbled on the ground. Eunjuh dropped the gun and wiped the sweat off her forehead with her wounded hands.

"Son of a bitch" She growled.

The sudden act took the men who were holding them down by surprise. Not wasting a second, Yoongi and Namjoon wedged their elbows into their faces. Retrieved the guns and killed them both off with their attention now only focused at one place.