(Y/n's pov) "So, does everyone understabd the plan?" Namjoon asked.
Everyon in the room but you gave an answer because you didn't understand. It really made no sence whatsoever, why would they risk their own life just for you? It's silly. Cause if they all end up dying I get taken anyway, it was all for nothing. It's 50-50, no one knows what is going to happen and to you, being captured is much better then them getting seriously injured or even dead. So your going, well you'll try. You have no where to go nor do you have any way of defending yourself.
But then things kinda got a little more complicated...they have your location on their wrist at all times, it would be so east for them to get you.
I guess we're taking it out then, gosh this will hurt!
"Y/n, why are you silent. Is there something I need to go over, or?" Joon spoke once again, this time cracking his knuckles and licking his lips wet. They were probably going dry, wow...this man can't even take care of his own face. Never mind you.
"Oh...no, it's nothing. I understand, I'm just worried for you guys. I feel bad letting you fight while I'm just sat inside a little room like a prize, i just feel like...."
"Useless?" You looked up see Yoongi questioning your answer. Well he's certainly not wrong, but he's also not completely right.
"Yeah, I guess. How do you know ?"
You were desperately trying to push back all the thoughts of losing these guys and metaphorically digging your grave, they can't see what your thinking. It would ruin, everything. The sleepy-looking man who still had a puffy face and sleep in his eyes continued.
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"Think about our job. We kill, we survive and we make the most of what we have. Fortunately, quite a lot. We've felt every emotion in the last 7 years and like the clouds, new ones keep appearing and will never be the same. I felt useless when I was a little younger then you. I originally wanted to peruse music but I knew my family would of wanted me to do a medical degree. Something intelligent. Everything I'm not, I felt useless. Until one day I was forcefully pushed into the mafia world, and ironically; the whiplash being what steadied me. Long story short y/n, every one of us in this room has felt useless and sometimes still does, it's a natural trait and you just have to ignore it and face the reality. There is nothing you can do to help and sending you out would actually make it more difficult, no hard feelings. If there was something you could do, I'd make you do it. For now just make your most of us. I can't promise we'll last as long as we had hoped."
'As long as we had hoped...make the most of us?'
Sorry boys, I'm not sure I can do that.
"O-oh, thanks shooky. I needed it...a lot more then expected actually."
"You're being serious?! Your calling a mob boss shooky? Do it again and you're going to be the one that gets 'shooky'. "
"Well, safe to say SUGA's back!" Taehyung spoke across the room with his right eyebrow slightly raised and an amused but also threatening look on his face. How does this boy pull of every facial expression? I try to smile and I look like a rhino. He soon turns it into a playful look; showing his famous boxy smile *inner screams*, at seeing yoongi's dumbfounded appearance.
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Ugh, that's it. I can't take it anymore.
You launched off the warm seat and threw yourself into Taehyung's arms, him immediately taking you into his embrace...this might be the last time after all.
No more ridiculously bad jokes that were so shocking you actually laughed.
No more hysterically laughing when you watched the squishy man fall of his seat 825 times a day.
No more bright games or a positive mindset to make things immediately feel better, even when they weren't.
No more auras of safety or nostalgia from the man who you turned out to be your childhood saviour.
No more grumpy pants wondering to and from bed with his pink cheeks.
No more bunnies hopping to the fridge for banana milk at 4 in the morning.
Your entire heart, soul and head wants you to stay here with them, but you can't. These faces that were becoming so familiar, these faces you called family will be no more than a sealed memory.
After tonight, you're on your own.
I guess it's really goodbye...
A/n ✍︎︎
I know this is a short chapter but I feel like the next one needs it's own moment! I know you probably hate y/n now, me too! I'm sleepy now and once again I have to be up early. I hope to publish the next chapter tomorrow...will I? We shall find out! I hope you enjoyed, please vote and comment. Replying is my favourite thing to do▼・ᴥ・▼
