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Maybe things were meant to end like this.
Hoseok breathed as little as he could, making sure not to move the bomb strapped to his torso. Why did he have to take on such a risky job? He was going to die like this and they won’t even have a body to bury.
“We’ll get you out of there. Damn it. Hoseok are you still there? Hoseok. I’ll save you, you’re not going to die. I promise I’ll do everything to save you. Please. Please be alive Hoseok”.
The shaky voice of his partner, Yoongi, flowed through his earpiece. Hoseok wanted to laugh. Just a couple hours ago he and Yoongi were on each other’s throats swearing that they’d let each other die if the situation called for it. But now here they were, Yoongi desperately begging for him to be alive and Hoseok wholeheartedly trusting the guy with his life.
“I’m… I’m here Yoongi. I… just get me out of here already” Hoseok whined. He was tied up. Bomb on his chest, arms falling asleep due to being tied together too long. Blood was trickling down his head from where the criminal had knocked him out.
“I’m trying to figure out how to deactivate it. Just don’t- don’t pass out. Stay awake. We need you to be awake. We need to make sure you’re okay” Yoongi mumbled. He was obviously doing other things. Probably using all those fancy gadgets Namjoon had issued them, trying to track his location.
“Well, I’m relatively okay? Considering I’m minutes away from dying, I’m actually feeling alright. I mean, I get to hear you for the last time” Hoseok joked.
Yoongi let out a sigh, “Don’t. Not even as a joke Hoseok. I’m not losing you”.
There was something there. He knew there was. His heart started beating rapidly and the seriousness of the situation finally dawned on him. “Get me out of here, please”
Hoseok heard Yoongi swear under his breath. The man sniffed too. Was he crying? Was he losing hope? Yoongi can’t lose hope. When he does, so does Hoseok.
“Yoongi”
There was a quick sniff followed by a “what?”
Hoseok closed his eyes. He knew he was locked up in some kind of crate covered by something heavy. “I’m sorry for being a dick” he bitterly laughed, “you know you’re a great spy right? It’s just fun to rile you up sometimes. You pout and stick out your butt when you’re annoyed. It’s cute”
“You know what, just stay there” Yoongi replied but there was no bite in it. He can still hear shuffling around.
Suddenly there was loud beeping.
“Yoongi! Yoongi! It’s beeping. Yoongi what’s happening?!” Hoseok almost screamed. Yoongi swore some more. Hoseok heard him shuffle around. Then he was panting. Was he running?
Hoseok heard something slam open, then the crate he was in started to shake. There was ruffling and crashing of something falling off. Then another creek before light came streaming on him.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
“HOSEOK” Yoongi’s voice echoed in the room. Is he dead and dreaming? Did Heaven know he’d been in love with Yoongi all along and just constantly riled him up because he was a cute grump.
There were hands on him. He cracked an eye open trying to adjust to the bright light. Yoongi was helping him slowly get out of the crate and settle beside the wall. He didn’t notice when the bomb stopped beeping.
“I thought it exploded” Hoseok breathed out as Yoongi tampered with the bomb. “It was beeping”
Yoongi smirked, “yeah, no. That wasn’t the bomb. That was the tracker I placed in your belt. I couldn’t locate it but if it was steady for a specific amount of time, it was supposed to set off an alarm” he explained.
“So that was why you flirted at me during the party. Pulling on my belt with a whole different purpose. Yoongi you wound me” Hoseok replied, nervousness slowly ebbing away while he watched the other man tinker with the device.
Yoongi focused on detonating the bomb. “Shut up. If I didn’t do that. Mr. I-like-to-kill-pretty-boys would’ve taken you home and completed his thirteen victims before blowing up this building full of influential people”.
They were quiet and tense for a while as Yoongi worked on the bomb.
With a cut of another cord and twist of some knob, the bomb shut off.
The two spies let out a breath of relief.
“We’re clear” Yoongi breathed out before grabbing his earpiece and crushing it under his feet. He got up and maneuvered Hoseok so he could untie him.
Hoseok looked at the crushed earpiece, “What did you do that for?”
It was soon joined by his own earpiece and the chains that held him down, along with the bomb.
“Wha-” before Hoseok could finish his sentence, a pair of lips came crashing against his. Yoongi then moved back and leaned his forehead on his. “Promise me, you’ll never do that again”
Hoseok nodded then smiled. His arms hurt but he forced them to move and pull Yoongi close, making him fall on his lap, “as long as you promise to kiss me one more time”.
They kissed slow and calmly despite the quick heartbeat the adrenaline had left.
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Two years later, Hoseok breaks that promise.
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They were tasked to bring down a rich influential man who sold super-villain-level weaponry as Taehyung so eloquently put it. The man was a secret genius. People thought he just owned labs and had scientists working for him but further investigation proved otherwise.
“Fortunately for you, he likes short men with pale skin and perky butts. You might finally get laid, Yoongichii” Hoseok whispered, as the two of them walked through the ballroom. Yoongi immediately elbowed him on the ribs.
The deep voice of their boss resounded in their ears, “Could you hold the fighting off for a day? If I didn’t know better I’d assume you were on opposite teams. You’ve been partners for more than two years it amazes me how you tolerate each other” Namjoon said.
Hoseok snickered and gave Yoongi a knowing look.
They’ve been together since the incident but held off telling their team. Keeping their relationship a secret wasn’t much of a choice. They just kept putting off the announcement.
For two whole years.
Acting like they usually did before it even happened.
“I’ve got eyes on Lee” a higher pitched voice interrupted “about ten feet, eleven o’clock from you”.
“I see him, thanks Jimin” Yoongi uttered. He gave Hoseok a nod and they separated.
Hoseok watched Yoongi from the side of the room. The man looked completely endearing, total opposite of his usual cold demeanor. He was smiling and charming the pants off of the evil scientist if the way the older man licked his lips and slid his hand down Yoongi’s back to his bottom was anything to go by.
He wanted to tear the man’s arm off but he had to hold back. They were working.
Suddenly there was a commotion. Everyone was running everywhere.
Hoseok lost sight of both Yoongi and the Scientist. His heart pounded against his chest. No. No. No. No. No. This was why he was so against using him as bait. No matter how skilled Yoongi was, there was still that risk.
“Do you have eyes on Yoongi?”
Swearing echoed all over the comms.
“Jungkook? Jimin? Namjoon? Taehyung? No one. Really? Damn it”
“Calm down,” Jungkook called out, “the commotion was a distraction. I saw them run into the basement. Aren’t the labs there?”
“Guys all exits have been blocked”
“He took me and two other people in the lab. Got us tied up. Wait he… he’s setting up his computer” Yoongi interrupted. His voice hushed.
There was a loud static sound before the lights went off and the huge screen lit up with The Scientist’s face.
“Why don’t we play a game?” he spoke coyly.
They lost contact with Yoongi.
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Things got crazy afterwards. There were puzzles, there were injuries, there were odd things happening.
“If our lives weren’t at risk, this would be so cool as a game” Jungkook had commented.
It took about fifteen minutes for them to get to Yoongi’s location. Namjoon had headed the puzzles and distracted The Scientist by egging him on while the others searched the room for an exit.
Soon enough they got to the lab. There was a brawl and a bunch of odd comic-book type weapons aimed at them. Taehyung found it fascinating which distracted the scientist even further.
“That’s such a weird thing to say when it’s aimed right at you” the villain said. At that Yoongi pushed himself from the swivel chair he was strapped on and crashed against the villain. The large gun was then launched over them and got the ceiling falling. Hoseok immediately pulled both Yoongi and the Scientist to safety.
Suddenly, the scientist pulled a remote from his coat and grinned. “A good captain always goes down with his ship” he announced before clicking a button. The building shook and there was screaming from the upper floors. “Let me go or you’re going down with me”.
There was a swift movement and the remote flew from his hand. Taehyung and Jungkook immediately tackled the Scientist to the floor. Maniacal laughter escaped him.
“This honestly is the superhero-est mission we’ve ever had” Jimin commented. He stood from where he was hiding, a slingshot in hand.
Hoseok went to untie Yoongi from the chair. As soon as the latter was released, the building shook again.
“There’s no saving yourselves now”
Jungkook held the man back while Taehyung tampered with the man’s computer, looking for a way to detonate the bombs. Luckily, the spy was able to deactivate the bombs and open the doors.
Or so he thought.
As they were exiting the room, there was a small explosion which caused Hoseok to fall back into the room and get buried under rubble. His feet got caught under a fallen beam. The door was blocked by the rubble.
“Get out of here” Hoseok had yelled into the comms, “Get all these people out of here!”
“We’re not leaving without you!” Yoongi had answered back.
Hoseok looked around and spotted something blinking red. There was another bomb in the lab. He swore under his breath and calmly spoke, “baby listen to me”
“The fuck you calling-”
“Shut up Taehyung”
“Yoongi. There’s a bomb about ten feet from where I am. I’m stuck. My legs feel like hell. I’m not going to make it” he mumbled. “Please get out of here. I love you”
There was a huff and bitter laughter from his partner, “Stop being dramatic. You’re not going to die. I’m not going to let you die just like that”.
“I broke my promise, huh? On our anniversary too” Hoseok sighed.
“You just had to fall back didn’t you? Reckless idiot. You’re not going to die”
The beeping of the bomb got faster. “Babe, please tell me you put a tracker on me” Hoseok said.
Silence.
The spy then closed his eyes and prepared for the impact. “Yoongi… i love you” he mumbled.
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When Hoseok gained consciousness, the strong scent of disinfectant and the mild smell of flowers filled his senses. He cracked his eyes open and was intruded by the bright light.
He was alive. How was he alive?
A groan left his lips as he gained control of his upper limbs. He felt something warm against his right hand. He looked down and saw Yoongi sleeping on his arms with one hand tight around Hoseok’s
“Yoongi” he croaked. He coughed right after, waking the other man up. Yoongi sat up and grabbed the water bottle on the bedside drawer. He placed the straw to his partner’s lips and instructed him to drink.
They were quiet as Hoseok soothed his throat. Once he had enough he smiled sadly at Yoongi.
The other man sat back on the monobloc chair and heaved a sigh, “i hate you so much”.
“How long was I out?”
“Three days?”
“How bad is the damage?”
Yoongi pointed at his leg, “you’ve got a broken leg. Seokjin said you need to lay off it for about two to three months. You’ve got broken ribs too but they’ll heal quickly. And you have to explain to the team why you called me baby and said that you love me”
“I thought I was going to die- ow!” Hoseok exclaimed, trying to sit up. Yoongi winced as well then adjusted the injured man’s bed so he could sit up. “I mean it, though. I love you and I realized I don’t say it enough”
His partner’s cheeks turned pink at his confession. “I love you too” he said under his breath before looking up at Hoseok, “but that doesn’t erase the fact that you almost got yourself killed, AGAIN! We are NOT taking any more missions that involve explosives, you hear me?” he scolded.
Hoseok couldn’t help but smile. “If I promise not to do that, would you kiss me?”
“I hate you” Yoongi grumbled but he sat on the side of the bed and leaned towards him. He gently knocked their foreheads together and sighed. “I don’t ever wanna lose you” he softly spoke. His voice small and scared like Hoseok’s never heard before, not even in the two times he almost died.
Hoseok could see every detail of Yoongi’s face, the freckles on his cheeks, his long lashes, his deep brown eyes, and the tears threatening to fall from them.
“I love you so much” Hoseok breathed then moved his head to capture Yoongi’s lips. The angle was awkward as he tried his best to pull him close with one good arm.
They were too caught up in each other that they didn’t notice the door sliding open.
“Didn’t I say no hanky panky in the hospital?”
The two spies jolted apart and staccato laughter filled the room.
“You should follow your own advice, Doctor” Yoongi said, eyes on his own lap, cheeks a fade shade of pink.
“Can we change our doctor? Why does it always have to be Jin?” Hoseok whined, “wait, I’m in the org’s clinic?”
Jin tapped the clipboard he was holding. “Don’t be picky. I could be trending as the most handsome doctor in the world but here I am hauled up in some secret organization. So consider yourself lucky that you can gaze upon this face” he muttered.
“Maybe you should leave and just get with that model whose ass you accidentally grabbed during your birthday party”
“We do NOT speak of that incident”
“What incident?” the deep voice of Namjoon sounded from the door. Hoseok smirked when he saw Jin’s ears turn pink.
The other members of the team shuffled in, loud and boisterous as they usually are when off duty.
“Somebody’s got some s’plaining to do!” Taehyung teased. He bounced down to sit on the bed and placed a box of doughnuts on Hoseok’s bed. “These aren’t for you” he said then pointed to Jimin, “those are”
Jimin smiled as he raised a basket of fruits then laid it on the bedside drawer, “It’s a we’re-glad-you’re-alive basket! But Tae’s right you two have a bit of explaining to do” he chuckled.
“Can’t you let me recover first before grilling me for information?” Hoseok pouted. He looked at the water bottle again and Yoongi immediately took it and helped him get the straw to his mouth.
Jungkook gaped at them then pointed, “see. This is so weird. I half expect you to shove that whole thing down his throat and call him stupid but you aren’t… so weird” he said.
“Get used to it then” Yoongi grumbled but the tip of his ears were burning pink.
Namjoon leaned on the doorframe, “It’s nice” he said, “at least I know now how you two work together so well despite being at each other’s throat all the time”
“Wow,” Jin clapped, “kinky. Well, knowing Hobi…”
Hoseok coughed then glared at the doctor, “I dare you to finish that sentence” he all but growled between coughs.
“Why didn’t you tell us? We would’ve been supportive!” Jimin commented, as he grabbed a doughnut from the box, “Weirded out at first but you do you”
“We planned on it but just kept pushing it back. Wrong timing and all” Yoongi supplied.
“So, what now?” Namjoon looked at them seriously, “I assume you’ll be taking some time off to heal. We’d have to submit paperwork to declare your relationship so no issues with the higher ups. What’s your plan?”
“I’m going to stay” Hoseok said, his voice full of determination, “this has been my life since I was ten, I’m not leaving now. You gotta try harder to get rid of me”
“I’m with you till the end of the line, bud” Yoongi mumbled. He sat by his side and held his hand.
“EEEWWW” Taehyung teased but a grin occupied his face. The other members joined in and they were loud mess in the room.
The injured spy looked from one member to the other, then lastly to Yoongi. The man was yelling back to Jungkook, forcing himself not to smile.
Hoseok was so glad he was alive.