“I’m not hungry.”
“You still need it.”
She studied him for a second. “You’re hiding something.”
He forced a smile. “Only bad coffee.”
She didn’t buy it.
But she didn’t push.
Not yet.
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Behind the cabin, the trees waited.
And among them, someone knelt in the brush, black gloves sliding a fresh magazine into place.
They hadn’t been told to knock.
Only to end it.
Quietly.
Cleanly.
And soon.
It started with a sound.
A soft, muffled click—barely there. Like a twig snapping beneath fabric. Most people wouldn’t have heard it.
Taehyung did.
His hand went still on the stove. His spine locked.
Sector three.
The window behind the kitchen creaked. Just a fraction.
But it was enough.
He didn’t shout. Didn’t panic.
He turned sharply and said, calm and cold:
“Y/N. Get to the bathroom. Now.”
She blinked from where she was rinsing a cup.
“What?”
“Now.”
She saw his eyes.
Saw the gun in his hand.
And she ran.
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The second she was gone, the back window shattered.
The assailant came in fast—black tactical gear, silencer raised, boots soundless on the tile.
Taehyung fired first.
Two clean shots.
The attacker dove behind the kitchen island—firing back with practiced control.
A bullet clipped the cabinet above Taehyung’s head.
He ducked, rolled, and reloaded mid-motion, sliding across the floor like it was second nature.
He was a weapon now.
Not a man.
A silent, controlled storm of gunmetal and breath.
He took a hit to the shoulder but didn’t flinch.
One shot. Two more. Silence.
Then—
Thud.
The body dropped.
But it wasn’t over.
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“TAEHYUNG!” Y/N’s scream came from the bathroom.
He bolted.
Kicked the door open just as a second operative—this one taller, slower, knife drawn—was lunging at her.
Taehyung didn’t hesitate.
He tackled the man to the ground, the force rattling the walls.
They grappled—fists, steel, elbows.
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CONDITION RED : Kim Taehyung FF
Fanfiction"To the girl who was marked to die- And the version of himself that did." Y/N didn't ask for this. It was supposed to be a girls' trip. A few days of laughter, beaches, and blurry memories. But somewhere between the airport terminal and the baggage...
Chapter 20 : The Perimeter Breach
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