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They were all screaming, except for Hyungwon, who closed his eyes, ready to finally welcome death. But nobody expected what happened next; there was no shot fired, no blood and brains all over the place, no dead brother – just an obviously mad and new voice.
“For fucks sake, Yoongi! Put down your gun! All of you! Let go of them! What’s wrong with you dickheads?! Didn’t your mothers teach you manners?!”
And they obeyed. Even tho there were mumbled swearwords and insults under breath, one after another let go of the boys and they of course immediately rushed to Hyungwon, whose shaking legs had given up and his knees had landed on the ground. While Jooheon and Hyunwoo tried to keep Minhyuk from beating the annoyed, confused and dumbstruck white dressed strangers to death. Hoseok held on to the hands of a shaking Kihyun and the trembling Hyungwon, wiping away his tears, stroking his hair and completely understanding Minhyuks angry spitted swearing; Hyungwon had suffered enough and yet still it didn’t seem to want to come to an end. Their saver had ordered their attackers to stand up against the walls and forbid them from saying another word, before he slowly approached the scared and slowly frustrated intruders. They all looked at him, anxious about what was coming next; did he really save them or was this just a part of a twisted game? But there was another silent thought the seven boys shared; they all had some kind of weird familiar feeling inside of them. And when he was as close as possible without standing on anyone’s feet, he reached up to his own face, removed the hat and pulled down his mask. And what he revealed left them all in unbelieving shock. Jooheon was the first one to react to the smirking, yet gentle gaze upon them; he let go of Minhyuk, stumbled a few steps, not able to believe, who stood before them; alive. And yet his name escaped Jooheons lips.
“Gunhee…? What… How… You…”
His stuttered words somehow managed to awake his brothers and after a long silent second they surrounded their saver, even Hyungwon and Kihyun forgot their pain for a moment and were able to also struggle to their feet. It was not common to find someone, who was believed to be dead – no, actually that never happens. Not to them; they lose people, people die, they don’t come back. And yet somehow he stood before them; Song Gunhee, their brother, who they had believed to have lost forever. He was laughing, trying not to start crying as his former family almost squeezed him to death in their arms. It was healing for their broken souls to have something this unexpected and beautiful happen to them after days, months, even years of suffering.
As they all calmed down and managed to release Gunhee out of their embrace again, he waved the white dressed men over, who now obviously regretted their behaviour. And as they also uncovered their faces the seven brothers realized that they couldn’t be older as themselves, when not even younger. Gunhee shook his head, still grinning and finally introduced them.
“Brothers, these idiots, who don’t know when it’s enough, are good friends of mine, normally… you know, when they’re not pointing guns at innocent people… Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook and… Hoseok… well that’s a problem. One of you two Hoseoks will need a nickname… but before we come to that… Yoongi, don’t you have something to say?”
It was obvious that this Yoongi wasn’t really happy with the situation he was in, but still, he obeyed. With a grumpy face, hands clenched to fists he bowed and mumbled.
“Sorry for attacking you. And… sorry for wanting to kill you, pretty prince.”
Hyungwon just nodded, not sure what to answer, his brothers were just as unable to cope with it as he was. Yet the white dressed ones were clearly trying to hold back their laughs. And Gunhee patted Yoongis shoulder and grinned.
“There, there… was it really that difficult?”
“Hell yeah it was, Idiot.”
Before anybody else could’ve said a word, Jooheon opened his mouth, still not sure, if he was dreaming and asked the question everybody of his family wanted answered.
“And what now?”
Gunhee seemed to just be unable to lose his happy smirk as he answered.
“Somewhere safe. My home since I left you. My new brothers. But, I promise you, they will become yours too. Well, if you want join us, that is.”
Hyunwoo felt the need to claim his position as their leader back and intervened.
“And who is us?”
“The Clan, of course, you dummy. I believe you heard of us, didn’t ya?”
Now it was Hyungwon who answered, with wide open eyes, amazed and finally gaining hope again, that maybe everything could turn back to being good.
“The Clan, as in, the biggest rebel movement in the whole country?”
“Actually, it’s the biggest in whole Asia, but yes. I’m talking ‘bout that Clan. So, what do you say? Wanna come with us?”
They didn’t even had to talk about it, one glance from one to another was enough to decide. Jooheon wrapped his arm around Gunhees shoulders and answered with a way to wide smile.
“You can bet on it, Hyung! You won’t get rid of us this time!”
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A/N: heya my beloved Hyungs, Noonas and Dongsaengs~ idk how I managed it; I actually planned on posting it after the (very busy to be) weekend but I got a unplanned clearing in my schedule today so…. Here you go! Enjoy!
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