(Taehyung's POV)

"Don't have a panic attack on me now." Yoongi laughed sarcastically while I shot a glare at him. Didn't seem like a funny joke, definitely not now. "Bad timing, sorry, but can you at least give me the gun if you're going to keep doing that?" He asked looking at my leg, which I was bouncing nervously. Even though the safety was on I handed it to him anyway. "We'll be there in 10 minuets."

(Jungkook's POV)

"He's been gone for 2 hours now." I pouted, laying my head on Hoseok's shoulder. "Maybe he's not coming back tonight? Did I make him that mad?"

"This definitely isn't your fault! He shouldn't have yelled at you. That's definitely a no go, especially with your past of abusive fathers, he should know that's definitely not okay." Jimin paced back and forth in a line while Hoseok gave him a look. "Said too much? Sorry." Jimin sat down in the chair across from us.

"I don't think it was that deep, nor do I think Taehyung did it on purpose. He was just worried and reacted badly. He probably feels bad, that's why he's not here. In his defense...you did-"

"Run away in a foreign country, I know, it was stupid." I sighed, laying down on the bed.

"I don't think it's that big a deal, you both should just apologize, simple." Namjoon spoke up for the first time in a while, his focus soon going back to his novel.

As soon as he gets back that is.

"Okay, let's change the subject." I mumbled, looking to Jin for help.

(Taehyung's POV)

"You would think he'd try and not be so suspicious." Yoongi mumbled as we stood in front of the gates, a mansion behind it. "There is probably going to be a lot of protection in there, let's just try to get to boss mans room quickly." Yoongi had nicknamed him boss man, and of course I knew this wouldn't be easy. Yoongi had a big black backpack on, I suppose filled with weapons or something like that.

I watched as Yoongi began scaling the gate, easily climbing up, just as he got to the top he looked down at me.

"Well?"

I sighed, putting my gun into my waistband before grasping the metal bars. I eventually got over to see Yoongi waiting impatiently.

"Took you long enough. Now, there are guards all over. Our best bet is to scale the side of the house and go in through a window."

"Won't there be cameras?"

"This is just one of his vacation homes, and this unknown gang leader thinks we're dead already so he won't be expecting." Yoongi began walking towards the side of the house, and I reluctantly followed him.

15 minuets later, Yoongi was pushing the window through. He had used a suction type thing out of his backpack and took the window out without making a sound.

"Where do you get these spy gadgets from?" I whispered my eyebrows raised. He simply shrugged, putting it away as we stepped off the ledge and into the dark room.

My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I soon realized the room was a bedroom. Yoongi took a few steps before stopping which in turn I accidentally bumped into him, knocking us both to the ground.

"Shit." Yoongi groaned, while I rolled off of him.

"Don't stop like that!" I hissed, making him roll his eyes. Before he could respond a sudden light made me close my eyes only to realize the light must've come from the door. I opened my eyes and quickly got into defensive mode seeing as a man with a gun had opened the door. But Yoongi was faster, by time I had even pulled my gun he had slashed the mans arm with a knife, covering his mouth so he couldn't scream while he dropped his gun. Yoongi in turn pushed on a pressure point, the man falling to the ground, unconscious.

He pressed his fingers to his lips in a shh motion before stepping out the open door. I gulped, looking down at the bleeding man before slowly following. The hallway was lit by the huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The hall was shaped in a C, a total of probably 13 doors.

But the 'boss'' room was obvious, being the one in the center with king sized doors.

"There aren't any guards in the hallway, something's wrong." Yoongi whispered looking around, the security seemed to be nonexistent which was odd for a house where a gang leader was staying. What if they know we're here? That or they aren't very smart.

"Do you trust me?" Yoongi asked suddenly. He seemed to ask people that a lot, and he had asked me that before many times.

(Flashback)

"Do you trust me?" His nose brushed against mine, his silver hair brushing against my forehead.

"It's g-going to hurt." I cried, sniffling every two seconds, the blood everywhere was making me panic. I was beginning to feel dizzy but my fear kept me alert. Yoongi looked at my cut leg then back at my eyes and I quickly shook my head.

"I have to wrap it Tae." He gave me a look of sympathy that also held a sense of urgency. I shook my head again, tears falling down my sweat laced face. I know I'm being unreasonable but I was afraid of the pain, which could only get worse at it already was the most painful thing I'd ever felt. The knife had cut deep.

"Baby, look at me." His calm voice didn't fit was happening, my breathing was hard and I couldn't stop freaking out. I reluctantly looked at him, "do you trust me?" He asked again.

"What does trust have to do with it!" I cried, wanting this all to be over.

"It won't be more than you can handle, trust me, I'm going to go on 3." Yoongi picked up the bandage on either side of my leg, ready to begin wrapping. I didn't want him to start, but I guess I might die if he doesn't.

"1..."

He pulled the bandage and pulled one side over the wound making me yell out

"You bitch!" Who's says 'on 3' and then goes on 1! It was the worst pain of my life, I saw as the blood quickly soaked through the bandage but he kept on wrapping, each layer was a little less painful, not being directly on the cut.

"See, like it never even happened." He smiled.

Expect for the searing pain in my leg

And the pool of blood around my leg

And he'd have to re-wrap it every day which would only cause more-

"Yeah." I mumbled, glad it was over.

(Present)

"I guess." It was the most unconfident answer I probably could've given. He looked at me with a glare before I nodded. Did I trust him with peoples hearts? Hell no, but I do trust him with my life. Yes, He wouldn't let anything happen, he had proven that before.

Except that one knife thing but that was a different thing.

Yoongi went gun first into the room, opening the door so quickly that no one inside had time to process.

The guards I expected

The stand-off I expected

Even the gun types I expected

But what I didn't expect was-

"Dad?!"