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11:30 AM - BusanMin Yoongi needed a break and his manager had booked a four-star hotel for him to relax the weekend after a successful concert in the city. It was supposed to be relaxing for him. He had it all planned out. Stay in bed the whole day, binge-watch his favorite movies or animes and eat all the food that the hotel has to offer.Not until the hotel started shaking.At first, he thought it was a passing tremor. He had experienced that a lot during his travels. He thought it was a minor thing so he didn’t think too much of it and thought he could ride it out but he thought wrong. The shaking intensified and the light fittings started to sway and the floor started to move.He was being jostled like he was on a rollercoaster ride and terrified out of his wits, he leapt out of the bed and took shelter underneath the dining table, grabbing his mobile with him and seeing an alert had been issued. It was blaring on his phone screen.A nationwide earthquake.A 7?The floor was shaking underneath him. It was like a horror scene gone wrong. Was it a set-up? A prank? He didn’t think his manager would do such a thing! A deep groan could be heard and then sections of the wall started to drop - smashing onto the floor. Terrified, he let out a shout, curled up into a fetus, his arms sheltering his head.It’s real!It’s an 8, he thought.It’s an 8!It couldn’t have gotten any worse. Before he knew it, the floor started tilting downwards and he found himself sliding down, including the dining table and the other furniture in the room.Wait, what?“Shit!” he yelled as he tried to grab the floor. “No! No! No!”The floor had no traction. No friction whatsoever. He didn’t realize it was so smooth as he struggled to grab onto something as he slid halfway across. The dining table above him smashed against something. Yoongi looked down and he saw a column, and he landed on it awkwardly with a gasp - trying to balance himself as his world tilted. The whole building has separated from the main structure and sheared off, toppling forwards.Then, the building stopped moving with a deep groan. Yoongi looked around, panting hard. Everything was now at a forty-five-degree angle. The TV, the sofa set, the bed, and whatever unbolted furniture in the suite were pressed against the windows. None had broken through, the glass was tough, he realized.The hotel he was in, the one where he was supposed to relax the weekend away, had collapsed halfway through an 8.1 Richter earthquake and Yoongi was in the middle of it all.“This is hell,” he commented.…
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11:30 AMPark Jimin was having a swell day today and it was only eleven-thirty. He managed to catch a teenager who likes to steal cars and drive them around at high speeds without having to break into a sweat. He had been involved in many small crimes but he was eighteen already. The kid was currently handcuffed behind him.He was a Field Sergeant working for the Busan Police Department so he attends to all types of calls from dispatch anytime and anywhere he likes, especially when he’s near the area. He had a few years of experience in his belt and he usually works by himself which is rare as officers usually work in pairs.With a pair of aviators on, he had one hand on the steering wheel, eyes on the road as he hummed a melody and he fished out a box of mints from the dashboard. His husband had bought his favorite mints for him and he was about to take one when the ground shook and the mints jumped out of the box, scattered everywhere in the vehicle.“What on Earth!” he shouted as he put both hands on the steering wheel as he righted the car, the ground continued shaking. He eyes the rearview mirror without wasting more time, sees the cars scattered behind him and slows down.His mobile phone on his dash was blaring like crazy - an alert on the home screen was telling him that an earthquake alert had been issued nationwide. An 8.1 Richter scale earthquake! He swore again, this was a rare phenomenon. There had never been an earthquake that happened in the city centre.An unearthly groan ricocheted across them and a deep crack could be heard. What’s going to happen? Jimin watched with horror as the highway in front of them disappeared, bringing down the cars in front. He pressed the brake harder and the car stopped just in time, a mere gap from the edge of the road.Panting hard, he checked the kid who looked rattled but fine and looked ahead. The road was gone. The whole section of the highway had disappeared. He got out of the car and walked towards the edge, pulling down his aviators to stare down in disbelief.He radioed dispatch.This is not good! ...At Firehouse 0613, 11:30 AMInside Firehouse 0613 by Boulevard St, a team of firefighters was busy with their duties while they waited for the emergency alarm to sound. They were a dedicated group of firefighters and paramedics alike that prided themselves in their jobs. Some were busy taking stock, some were cleaning up the equipment and others were busy exercising.One particular firefighter named Jeon Jungkook, was by the gym, getting his usual workout in before lunch. It was upper body day today and he was going to get his workout in no matter what. His hyung and partner, Kim Taehyung was spotting him from behind and keeping count of his reps.Meanwhile, their seniors; Jung Hoseok, Kim Seokjin, and Kim Namjoon were having a cordial discussion on the upper floor while they drank coffee. They were arguing about what to have for dinner and Namjoon telling them that he’ll cook for them to have the other two tell him flatly not to.They didn’t have time to say more when they felt the firehouse shaking and the roof creaking in protest. The trio looked up with gasps of surprise. The light fixtures started swaying and as they fled to safety, some of their heavy equipment tumbled to the ground.“To safety! Get out! Run! Run! Go! Go!” Namjoon ordered as he stood over the balcony, ensuring his team fled before he fled right behind them. “Haul your ass!”The shake lasted for half a minute or so and the firefighters were waiting for the shaking to stop before they ran back to the firehouse to get ready for the alarm to ring.They have work to do.“What was it?” Jungkook asked as he ran with his team towards their lockers. “A 7?”“Nah mate, that’ll be an 8.”“Might be an 8.1,” Namjoon added.As they were gearing up, the emergency alarm sounded just in time, and a male voice announced where they ought to go. They had received their call. They ran to their vehicles - each to their places. They moved automatically and waited for their orders as Namjoon received them.Rescue Operation at Hotel Nuance.Without wasting time, two fire engines and two paramedic ambulances left the firehouse and drove down to the city center where most of the first responders were directed towards the rescue of the Hotel Nuance occupants. It must be a huge disaster to have so many first responders heading there.“Can you contact your family?”“No, the lines are down.”“Calls or messages aren’t going through at the moment.”“But how about 999?”“They might be redirecting all the available telecoms to the 999 dispatchers.”“I’m worried about Jimin.”“Have faith. He’ll be fine.”“Alright boys, let’s find the Incident Commander.”Tents have been set up around the area, and it seemed that most of the survivors had already been evacuated. They were currently taking shelter and waiting for ambulances to take them to the nearby hospital. Their names and information were currently being taken down by the Incident Response Team.Firehouse 0613 walked past the many colored tents, the noise of sirens wailing in the distance and voices being mixed. Cries of distress or wails of anguish. There, they finally saw the destruction before them. One part of the building had broken off halfway across the mid floors and tilted at a precarious angle.That building won’t be able to hold that position for long.They grew grim, knowing what they would have to do as they walked until they reached the front of the hotel, where the entrance was and where the Incident Commander had taken residence, a tent filled with communication equipment and an A1-sized floor plan was placed on an easel next to him.“Incident Commander, I am Captain Kim Namjoon and this is my team,” he introduced. “We are from Firehouse 0613.”“Hey, we need all the hands we can get,” he said as they shook hands firmly. “I am Captain Park Seo Joon. Thank you for coming.”“What’s the situation currently?”“I don’t know if it’s luck but the earthquake happened during checkout timing so there aren’t a lot of guests but there are a couple of occupants in Block B,” Park Seo Joon explained. “The one that’s slanted and hanging by the beams.”“According to the hotel registry records, there are occupants from the 17th floor downwards. I need strong people to get up there. We’ve managed to extract most from Block A but we need hands to pull out those that don’t make it. Also, scour around for survivors. We are working round the clock.”“Roger that,” Namjoon replied and turned to his team. They stood facing him, faces set and ready to work.“Okay, Tae and JK, you two head to Block B, guests are dwelling from the 17th story downwards and save anyone that needs saving,” Namjoon ordered as he eyed the team members. “The rest of us will go from the ground up at Block A.”“Yes sir!”Taehyung and Jungkook exchanged knowing looks and nodded. They went back to the firetruck to get their equipment; an arduous climb awaits them. The rest of the team went back to the firetruck too to get the remainder of their equipment.They walked past the tents to get to their firetruck, and they overheard grieving parents begging to find their daughter. Hoseok looked over and he saw the father struggling against one burly fireman, shouting and pleading to find their daughter.“Okay sir, how old is your daughter?”“She’s five!”“What was she wearing?”“She’s wearing a pink shirt with a cuffed collar.”“No, she’s wearing a pink shirt with a rounded collar,” added the mother as she appeared next to him. “She’s wearing all pink. Short black hair with two pigtails. Brown eyes.”“Okay, we’ll have our first responders to find her. If you’d take a seat, sir, ma’am.”“But -““Let us work, sir!”
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The duo took to the stairs to get to the 17th floor as ordered. It was a smooth climb up until the 14th floor when the whole building started going sideways. The floor ended up being a wall instead vice versa so the two boys would have to climb up the remaining three floors to get to the 17th floor.They climbed slowly but steadily, carefully so they didn't get injured in the process. They helped each other to climb, hoisting themselves up over walls where they finally reached the 17th floor. JK opened the exit door and stumbled onto the corridor - taken aback at how smooth the floor was, sliding until he hit the other wall. They looked at each other and nodded.“Hey! Anybody here?” Jungkook shouted, cupping his hands around his mouth to get his voice across easily. “Rescue is here! BFD is here! We’re coming to you! Say something if you can hear me!”They heard a faint sound from down the corridor and they began the climb towards the rooms. They called out again, trying to pinpoint the correct room and then they smashed open the door with an ax, the door swinging open with ease.“Over here!”They found Yoongi sitting cross-legged by the column, resting against the floor. Looking fine and relieved to see them there. “Alright, we’re coming to you!” Taehyung shouted. “One of us is going down to you while we rappel you up!”“Careful! The floor is very slippery!”Jungkook had moved before Yoongi spoke and he slid down the floor without warning but he managed to slide towards Yoongi, stopping within an inch away thanks to the friction in his boots.“Careful!” Yoongi cried.“Oh?” Jungkook asked in surprise as he recognized the man before him. “Aren’t you Min Yoongi? I attended your concert yesterday.”“Really, Jeon?!” Taehyung yelled.Yoongi stared at the firefighter in front of him who was grinning broadly at him showing off pearly white teeth and dimples. His hair was plastered to his face, dripping with sweat. Shit, he’s hot. He won’t be able to make it out of this hotel.“Yeah, I-I am.”“Wow!” Jungkook exclaimed. “It’s not every day I get to save a celebrity.”“Fucking hurry up!” Taehyung yelled. “Quit stalling! Rope is coming down!”…Seventeen floors below them, beneath layers of stacked debris, broken floors and reinforcement bars, and bent steel, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Seokjin were busy meandering their way across rubble as they tried to locate survivors. They were traversing across what used to be the restaurant.They must’ve been in the middle of brunch when the earthquake hit. They must’ve been enjoying their food with their family members before disaster struck. They must’ve been in a good mood. Then the earthquake happened. That notion sits heavily against their stomach as they make their way across.The place now was dark and dusty. And cramped. The firefighters could only see ten feet ahead of them. The only source of light was the torchlights on their shoulders.Their priority was to rescue as many people as they could, as safely as they could.“Hello!”“Anybody here?!”“Say something if you can hear me!”They walked and called for people until the cramped space opened up to a bigger area and their torch lights couldn’t reach that far out so Namjoon ordered for them to start setting up spotlights before they proceeded.…Jungkook grabbed the rope and hooked it to his harness, yanking it tight to ensure that it was connected properly. He glanced over at Yoongi and offered an arm. “Hold onto me tight and I’m gonna climb us out of here.”Yoongi was not expecting to koala hug a hunk of a fireman this weekend. He certainly didn’t imagine it would happen in real life. But he was in the middle of the aftermath of an 8.1 earthquake so he didn’t know what would happen after they left this room.His weekend is gone anyway, he thought.He took the arm without a word and Jungkook hoisted him onto his back easily as if he barely weighed. A muscular back, Yoongi realized as he wrapped his arms around his broad shoulder and legs wrapped around his torso. Goddamn it, Yoongi! Focus!“You snug?”“Yes.”“Hyung! We’re coming up!”“Okay!”Jungkook raised himself, planting both feet onto the ground firmly, carrying both their weights and he began the arduous climb up to the door. Yoongi kept his face buried in his neck, kept his eyes shut, not wanting to see what’s below them, and muttered curses under his breath the entire climb up.With Jungkook’s inane strength, he scaled up and managed to get them both out without a problem. He rested both feet against the door frame and hoisted Yoongi to the wall where Taehyung was waiting before he went to the other wall, a wide grin on his face as if the arduous climb was nothing to him.He wasn’t even out of breath.The motherfucker.“Are all firefighters this hot?” Yoongi asked, his eyes on Taehyung as he checked his vitals, and ensured that he was physically fine to make the climb down.Taehyung grinned as he waved his wedding ring at Yoongi. “You should ask my husband. I’m sure he’s the prettier one,” he said with glee and then turned serious once more. “Alright, he’s fine. Let’s proceed onwards.”After they checked each room for any occupants, they began the arduous task of heading back to the staircase shaft and heading down to the 16th floor. Yoongi waited by the side as they called out for survivors, checking each room to see if there were any but luck was indeed on their side when there weren’t any.They went down to the 15th floor and checked once more, and this time, Yoongi followed them. They called for any survivors and they heard a cry for help. They found staff personnel lying in one of the rooms. He was conscious but after checking his vitals and physical state, they both knew that he couldn’t walk and he had to be carried.“So what now? Any plans?”“We can’t carry him without a backboard.”“You need to keep his back straight right?” Yoongi asked.“Yes.”“How about an ironing board?”“That’s a good plan.”“You know we can’t carry him when the stairs are tilted. It’s a dangerous climb.”“I got an idea.”
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Below, the trio was making good progress over the rubble. They met other firefighters who were searching for survivors and pulling out bodies from the rubble. Hoseok knelt as he noticed a pink shoe in the rubble, knowing that it might belong to the kid whose parents were begging to search for it.They crossed the rubble slowly, and carefully and their path was blocked by fallen rubble. Namjoon sees a fallen beam crossing to the other side and he begins to crawl across the beam where they manage to find two adults on the ground.One was lying flat on the ground while the other was supporting his neck, both covered with a thin layer of dust. A round pillar was supporting the fallen slab above them and unfortunately was resting on his ankle.“Set up some lights over here!”Both Hoseok and Seokjin went to check their vitals while Namjoon helped the others set up lights so they could work easily. The older one was fine and he was able to walk. The other one, not so good.“Sir, I need you to head outside.”“What? I’m not leaving him!”“Sir, we need you to get to safety so we can work on getting him out.“I’ll be fine, Coach.”“I’ll see you outside, okay buddy?” the older one said as he squeezed his hands in assurance and got up, heading towards Namjoon. “He’s like my son. Please get him out in one piece.”“We will, sir.”“This pillar is the only thing supporting the slab from toppling,” Seokjin explained. “That ankle doesn’t look too good. We gotta move him quickly.”“What do you think, Captain?”“We only got two options,” Namjoon replied. “Either we lift this pillar with the airbag and risk displacement or we cut him loose.”The kid overheard their discussion. “What?! You’re not gonna cut my leg off!” he cried in pain. “I just got my basketball scholarship. I can’t throw it away when I have a fighting chance.”The trio looked at each other.“Don’t worry, kid. We’ll get you out,” Namjoon said firmly. “Get the airbag!”…Back at the Bedok Police HQ, Park Jimin was by the courtyard addressing the rest of the field cops who had been dispatched to assist in keeping the community in order. They were there to keep the citizens safe from any crimes that were to happen since 999 dispatch is overloaded with the earthquake problem.Jimin had already sent the kid to be processed into the system and now he’s got a job to do.He stood facing the group of uniformed men and women. “Alright folks, we got info from dispatch that there’s gonna be some citizens committing crimes around the estates,” he explained. “We are stretched thin so be wise when confronting them. If need be, call for backup.”“Yes, sir!”“Alright off you go.”Jimin himself went to his cruiser and got in, slamming the door shut. He took out his mobile from his pocket and checked for any messages but there weren’t any. No signal. No data. So no calls or messages.No, he must have faith in his husband.He’s a first responder so he’ll probably be saving lives by now. He’s doing his job so he’s gonna do it too. Jimin put the phone aside and got the engine running, pulling his seatbelt on, clicking it in to lock.He will be alright....Back at Hotel Nuance and fifteen floors higher, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Yoongi were making good progress towards the elevator shaft while the firefighters were carrying a staff bound on the ironing board.It was Jungkook’s insane idea and Taehyung agreed to it. Yoongi had no say in this whatsoever. He just wanted to leave the place quickly.They set the man down gently and cranked open the doors, peeking out to see below before looking up to see the elevator stuck above them. They worked quickly, they just needed to go down to the 14th floor. They set up the winch and Taehyung rappled down. They watched as Taehyung wrangled the elevator doors open and he looked up.“Hoist him down!” he cried out, gesturing with his gloved hands.“Please don’t drop me,” the staff pleaded.“We won’t drop you, sir,” Jungkook replied firmly as he squeezed his hand in assurance. “We’ll keep you safe. My partner will be there. Close your eyes.”He hooked a rope around the metal band of the iron board before he carried the man to the edge of the lift shaft. The staff was trembling with fear and panting hard as they began rappelling him down to the 14th floor as swiftly and safely as they could.Yoongi watched as Jungkook worked; how he braced himself along with the door frame with his powerful thighs that bulged as he flexed and how his arm muscles flexed as he worked the winch. Jungkook took the brunt of the combined weight of the staff and the ironing board.Yoongi could not tear his eyes away from those bulging muscles. They were begging to be released from the tight clothes and he wondered if they’d tear. Yoongi had to look away or he’d start salivating amidst a rescue attempt.He should concentrate. This was not the correct moment.“He’s clear!” Taehyung shouted.Jungkook turned to Yoongi. “We’re up next.”
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Down by the restaurant, the trio had set up the airbag at the tight space between the pillar and the floor and they began setting up some wooden props to support the slab above them in case the pillar decides to give way.“Alright, everyone clear away! Stay at a safe distance and wait for us to extract the injured!” Namjoon shouted as he gave orders. “Only 0613 will remain to pull the injured.”Hoseok would pull out the injured, there was a backboard and a neck brace next to him - waiting to be used once they pulled the kid out. Meanwhile, Seokjin would operate the airbag to lift the pillar up. Namjoon would stay to supervise as needed.“Orders, Captain.”“Alright, switch it on.”As the air pumped into the airbag to inflate it, a deep groan could be heard from the pillar and then they heard the kid screaming in pain so they knew the pillar was moving. Hoseok began offering assurances to the boy, holding his hand tight through the painful process of extracting him.The airbag was halfway inflated but still, there was not enough clearance to pull the injured kid out. “More, Seokjin hyung!” Hoseok cried out. “Just a little bit more!”Seokjin nodded firmly, eyeing the Captain who did not breathe a word, and continued inflating the airbag. About three quarters away, it started raining dust above them so they knew the slab was about to shift. There would be a danger to the four of them if they were to decide to continue.“Cap -““Just a little bit more, Jin hyung.”He swallowed hard and decided to trust him, cranking the machine higher as they waited with bated breath. When they heard Hoseok start to yell that the kid is clear, Seokjin paused the airbag and went to help pull the kid to the backboard while a neck brace was velcroed on.“On 3! One two three!”On three, they hoisted the backboard up to their waist level and they began extracting the kid out - following the same way they got in, taking care of tripping hazards and long rebars.“You’re doing good, kid!” Namjoon assured as he squeezed his hand. “You did good! We’ll get you out of here!”The kid was grimacing and crying from the pain even though Hoseok had given him a shot of morphine earlier. Seokjin went up to the beam first and they hoisted the kid up, shimmying their way across to get to the other side.Hoseok was last to climb up when the building started to groan. The displacement of the pillar caused the slab above to shift and it’s going to cause a displacement of elements. They need to clear away quickly or risk being buried alive.“Move! Move!”“Haul ass!”They moved as fast as they possibly could, scrambling to move to try to keep the backboard leveled as the ground shifted beneath their feet. “We gotta move! Get him out of here!”They meandered their way towards the exit, dodging falling debris and clearing the building a few minutes after. As the EMTs raced to take over, the coach was reunited with his student once more.“You’re gonna be alright!”The kid reached out a hand to grasp Namjoon’s. “Thank you,” he said, with tears crawling down his cheeks. “Thank you for not giving up on me.”“My pleasure kid.”As they hoisted the kid into the ambulance, the coach and the EMTs followed suit. Namjoon slammed the doors shut and slammed on the door twice before they pulled away. Seokjin looked around and felt a ball drop in his stomach when he realized that Hoseok was not with them. He didn’t realize he wasn’t around in the heat of the moment.He assumed Hoseok was with them.“Baby?”Namjoon turned to look at Seokjin with surprise. He doesn’t usually address him with a pet name while they are at work. Something must’ve happened.“Yes, my love?” he asked.“Where’s Hobi?”...“Look man, if I break your neck or something, please don’t sue me,” Yoongi warned as he wrapped his arms and legs around him, this time facing forwards. It was no less awkward for him now. “But I’ll pay for your hospital bills.”Jungkook chuckled as he began to inch out of the shaft backward. Yoongi could feel the muscles on his back moving as he worked the winch and the thigh muscles flexing as they took their weights.“Afraid of heights?”“Falling.”“Don’t worry I got you. Just close your eyes.”Yoongi did as instructed, pressing his face onto the crook of his neck without further ado. Without wasting more time, Jungkook rappelled down the shaft - planting his feet firmly against the wall before he rappelled down again.Halfway through, the building started shaking without a warning and they heard a metallic screeching sound above them. “Don’t look up,” Jungkook said. “Keep your eyes closed.”He didn’t want Yoongi to see what would happen and panic. He didn’t want him to lose his grip on him so Jungkook moved faster. He stopped thinking and let his body move. He’s done this multiple times, he’s rescued many people and this was an everyday occurrence to him.A tremor ripped through the building suddenly, causing it to shake. A metallic screech filled the shaft as the lift above them shifted and Yoongi’s heart was pounding right out of his ribcage as he begged for the lift not to drop on them. He’s so scared to die being squashed by an elevator but he decided to trust the fireman. He knows what to do. His life is in danger as well.He won’t jeopardize his own life.Jungkook vaulted down once more and tugged on the winch, the inertia and momentum allowed them to swing out from the shaft and into the corridor where Jungkook landed on his feet squarely, holding onto Yoongi tightly as he walked further in, away from the opening. They waited until the shaking stopped and they checked on their well-being before they began the climb down to the ground floor.“This is Captain Kim Namjoon,” a voice crackled over their walkie-talkies suddenly. “0613 report your locations.”“JK here, over.”“Tae here too, over.”“Jin is fine, over.”A pregnant pause. Both boys stopped walking suddenly. Yoongi stopped as well and waited for them, curious. Were they waiting for someone else?“Come in, Hoseok?”Another heavy pause.Taehyung and Jungkook exchanged looks with each other and they continued the climb down. Each of their faces was set. They knew what they needed to do. Yoongi trailed after them obediently. No answer meant something, Yoongi knew. This was what it meant to be a first responder.“Hoseok, come in?”“Hobi!”“Hobi?!”
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Hoseok came to consciousness a few seconds later, coughing a lung out from all the dust he had inhaled while falling into the cavern. He looked around in the darkness as he tried to radio his team but it was busted.“Shit,” he swore as he switched on his shoulder torchlight and panned it around to try and figure out where he was.According to the floor plans he had seen earlier, he fell a story below, which meant he’s in the carpark basement. He’s surrounded by fallen slabs and there was a small crawling space for him to move so he moved. He needed to find a way out. Coughing as he crawled on all fours, he heard a cough in the distance and he was glad to find another soul with him.“Hey!” he cried out as he made his way to the other person.Oh.No.The fireman before him was pinned down by a huge beam across his body, and blood is pouring out of his mouth. Hobi’s light shines on his face, and he sees dust and dirt streaking across his lined face. His eyes were bloodshot from being pinned and his eyes were glassy before he realised that he wasn’t alone anymore.“Hey,” came the tired reply.“201, you got your radio with you?”“No,” he replied. “I came on my day off.”“Now why would you do that?”“Can’t be helped.”Hoseok swung his bag over and began making himself busy. “I’m gonna give you a shot of morphine to ease the pain, is that alright?” he asked as he inserted the syringe into the small dial.“Give me three,” he said with a dry laugh. “Might as well go out high, ya know?”“No, we’re gonna get you out of here,” Hoseok replied firmly as he injected morphine into his bloodstream. “I just wanna make you comfortable. My team will find me and they're gonna bring you out here too.”“It’s too late man,” he said. “I shouldn’t have come. My wife would be so pissed with me.”“I’m sure she’ll understand.”The man from the 201 firehouse started gasping as he tried to take in a breath. With a heavy heart, Hoseok held his shoulder, started humming a soft melody to keep him company and tried his best to stay calm. Death is secondary due to his dangerous job, but experiencing it is a different kind of grief.“I hope my daughter won’t hate me,” he said softly and slowly. “I’m leaving too early.”The man from 201 gasped shakily and then he exhaled one last time before he stopped breathing, his head lowering. Hoseok sighed and lowered his helmet, muttering a soft prayer to him before squeezing his hand tightly. He closed his eyes for him. That was what he could do for him.“You did good, man.”Hoseok wore his helmet and continued to crawl onwards, towards what he hoped was a way out. He climbed up a boulder blocking the path and lost his footing, making him slide down the rubble with a groan.He let out a sob as he rested against the rubble - the sharp parts were poking against his back but it was comfortable to him in that terrifying moment. He was alone. Buried deep somewhere, with no way out whatsoever.Come on, Hoba. Don’t give up. Don’t give up! Move! Move! Until you find a way out! Your team will find you. Namjoon will find you. Have faith in them. You know you’ll find them if it happens to them too. You’re a first responder, move!Hoseok took a shuddering breath, wiped his dusty face, and ploughed on.…Seokjin and Namjoon returned to the spot where they last left Hobi. The space that they had previously had all but sealed up. They could feel a little of their hope was dashed but they forced themselves to work, trying to keep the inevitable off their mind.Seokjin scanned a thermal scanner around the area where they had last seen Hobi, hoping to find a thermal indication on the screen, a sign of hope but they couldn't find any.“What now, Joon?”“Does anyone have a GPS tracker with them?”“Here, Captain,” one of the firefighters came over and showed him a monitor. “His GPS tracker is still working. He’s directly below us.”The duo stared hard at the monitor and Seokjin came forward to see as well. Three men stood staring at the screen, and none dared breathe a word. They waited and waited. Silent. Heavy. Just waiting. Waiting for something to happen.Then, they see the dot moving.He’s alive!“Oh thank God!”“Okay, he’s not on this side of the building anymore,” Namjoon said. “We need to go to the other side. He’s probably in the basement carpark.”“Okay, let’s go.”…Hoseok was resting as he stared up unseeingly, trying to reserve his energy because he didn’t know how long it would take. He was clinging to a string now and he doesn’t wanna give up. He just needed to take a breather.Just as he sighed again to gear himself up for the front crawl, he heard a distant barking, and then a grayish dog appeared from what seemed like a gap in the distance, barking at him as it ran towards him.“Over here, boy!”The dog continued to bark as it went to him, and Hoseok had a smile on his face as he petted him, a sign that he could find a way out of this mess. He grabbed his helmet, jammed it on his head and he got up.The dog barked once more and it began to lead the way. It seemed to bring him somewhere, hopefully to safety and Hoseok followed after it, knowing that it’s better than staying there with nothing to do.Squeezing in between rubble, he followed after the dog, shimmying his way across and he kept muttering under his breath as he moved. The dog was patient as it waited for him every single time and it was with him every step of the way until he found himself in a bigger space.“Where are we?”The dog started barking suddenly and ran towards a dark corner, so Hoseok followed. There, sitting by the gap between two pancaked cars was the kid. She was still alive and well. She matched the description. Short black hair with pigtails. Brown eyes. Pink shirt. Missing one shoe.“Hi baby, I’m glad I found you. I’m Hobi,” Hoseok said as he neared the child and he squatted down so he was eye level to her, pulling the shoe from his jacket.“Look what I found!”“Oh, you found my shoe!”Hoseok watched the girl wear her shoe and she beamed up at him. “My name is Chae,” she said.“Well Chae, let’s sit down and wait for my team to come, okay?”“Okay!”
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The two firemen from 0613 Firehouse, accompanied by three other firemen from other firehouses, made good progress across the rubble; climbing over fallen beams, pillars, and slabs to get to where Hoseok’s GPS was beeping in red on the monitor’s screen. None spoke as they moved, each concentrating not to trip over anything.It was a dire situation.As they moved, they checked for any survivors and they found more dead than alive. Due to that, their progress was halted as they focused on retrieving them from the rubble and handed the victim over to the rescue team who were waiting behind them. The deeper they went, the smaller the space, and then they faced an obstruction.They paused. “We need claws and jacks over here,” Namjoon reported over his radio.“Can’t do, Captain,” replied the Incident Commander instead. “I need you guys to report back to the tents. They want to start the excavators.”They’re impatient to dig for victims. It’s been a few hours since the earthquake and they ought to know those who were missing are probably dead by now. Namjoon knew what it meant so he turned to the firemen that weren’t part of his firehouse. He licked his dry lips and addressed them.“Alright, head back guys. You heard him.”The trio nodded and left without prompting, handing over the monitor to Seokjin who took it grimly. Namjoon turned to the other man who was already looking at him firmly. “You’re not about to order me back to the tents, are you?” Jin asked curiously. “You know Hobi is my partner.”“I wasn’t,” he said. “He’ll do the same thing for us.”He nodded and he looked at the monitor. He gasped. “Namjoon! Hobi has gotten deeper!” Seokjin cried as he showed him the monitor. “He’s on the other side of the wall! Maybe we can go from the outside.”“Alright, let’s head out.”Both Namjoon and Seokjin doubled back outside, taking a left as they quietly headed towards the South of the building where Hoseok’s GPS was blinking. He had not moved for the last few minutes so they knew he was hunkering down there. According to the building plans, he was by the basement carpark and they had another entrance to the carpark.They jogged down the ramp leading down to the carpark and located the spot where Hoseok was likely to be. He was in the deeper portion of the carpark and their path was blocked by fallen debris, stacked right up the ceiling. They stared at the offending thing, their minds whirring as they tried to come up with other methods when they didn’t have their trusty equipment with them.“I’ll see if they have any jacks or winches.”They were at the basement carpark after all. One of the cars should have some equipment that they could use. Seokjin found a jack in one of the cars, and then Namjoon whistled from across the carpark as he had found a four-wheeler still good for use. The car should be fitted with a winch and a hook. They managed to get the car started and parked a few good meters away from the debris with their magic hands.The idea was to hook onto one slab and pull it out, to cause a displacement and make them topple. They might have to repeat it a few times to get them to topple as they don’t think the floor slab would be easy to budge. They’re going to create a temporary entryway so they can shimmy through to the other side.With Seokjin at the wheel, Namjoon hooked onto one of the slabs and stepped away as he revved the engine. Pressing on the accelerator and cranking the gear, the four-wheeler jolted forward and the rope strained with effort. With the wheels squealing underneath the ground burning rubber, the engineers roared with life, the hook to the slab broke and the rope snapped.Seokjin jammed his brakes quickly as he felt the lack of resistance. He put the car to park, shut off the engine, and got out of the car, slamming the door shut. “What happened?” he asked as he joined Namjoon.“Guess it’s too heavy for the hook to maintain the weight.”“What do we do now?”“Find another way.”“You don’t need to.” Another voice interrupted their musings and they turned around to see the Incident Commander coming towards them with a bunch of other firemen from other firehouses joining them. “I’ve brought those who wanted to help.”“Sir.”He smiled. “Your people are very convincing. I’ve bought time before they start with the demolition work,” he said and then popped Taehyung and Jungkook who were grinning widely while holding onto their equipment. “Alright boys, let’s save our own!”With the team of eight firemen, they began the arduous task of creating the entryway Seokjin and Namjoon had been trying to do for the past twenty minutes - now with the help of their equipment. They did good progress, crushing away the boulders and replacing the broken hook with another as they pulled out slabs.With the space created, they began propping it up quickly with wooden supports and before anyone could crawl through, they heard a puppy barking and out popped the puppy, followed by a child. And then lastly, one of their own. A very dusty-looking Hoseok looked relieved when he saw his team beaming at him happily.“Alright, let’s get out of here!”After rescuing Hoseok, the eight-man team went inside to see if they could pull out more victims and found the fireman from firehouse 201. They managed to pull him out and carried him out of the building, where a rescue team was waiting with a stretcher. They laid him on the stretcher gently, set his helmet on his chest, and began the solemn walk to the ambulance.All of the first responders loitering around the tentage area stood up when they saw the march, removing their helmets and giving him a salute. A grim moment where they bid goodbye to one of their own. The noise plunged to quietness and the rest caught wind of the solemn goodbye, giving respect to the hero who sacrificed his life.They loaded him into the ambulance and he was sent away, presumably to be reunited with his grieving family.The girl was also reunited with her family, who were relieved upon seeing her again and cried tears of joy. Though it may not be good news to some, some were still able to reunite with their family. Not only the little girl but Hoseok was finally reunited with his family too.Not too far away from them, Yoongi was seated by the bench looking ahead blankly. He was alone, quiet, and seemingly in his world. He hears a shout and he looks up to see his manager running towards him with a uniformed cop next to him. He was confused, why was a cop with him?“Yoongi! I was so worried about you,” his manager was saying as he squatted in front of him and began checking his physical state. “Are you hurt anywhere?”“I’m fine, my god,” he said quietly. “Stop this.”“Sorry it took me this long to reach you,” he replied. “The roads were backed up and I had the help from a cop to drive me here. Where is he? Oh! There you are! I wanna thank you, Sergeant Park Jimin, though your driving scares the shit out of me.”The cop came into view, a handsome cop who wears a sergeant rank on his shoulder. He had an assigned gun on his holster and he gave them a bright smile. “It’s no big deal, sir,” he said, his voice sounded hypnotizing as he laughed. “You were heading to the same place I was too.”“Oh, did you have a family member staying here?” his manager asked, his smile dropping immediately.“Oh no, it’s my husband,” he replied. “He’s a first responder. A firefighter from Firehouse 0613.”“Oh, is your husband, Taehyung?” Yoongi asked quickly.Captivating eyes locked with his own. “Have you seen him?” he asked immediately.“Yes, he rescued me earlier,” he said as he looked around, trying to remember the last time he saw them and pointed to the other tent. “I think he’s at the opposite tent from ours.”Park Jimin gave him a thank you nod and slipped out of the tent in search of his husband. Both the manager and Yoongi watched him leave, silence spreading between them. His manager sat next to him and jumped suddenly, scaring both of them. He pulled out his phone and noticed his phone ringing.“Aren’t you picking it up?” Yoongi asked. “It’s your boss.”“They finally fixed the lines,” he replied in relief. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.”Yoongi watched him leave and then he heard a camera shutter clicking and a woman dressed in a hoodie, jeans, a black mask and a cap popped up in front of him with no warning. Judging from the way she dressed and the look in her eyes, it made him nervous.“You are Min Yoongi, yes?”“Yes, erm nice to … meet you.”Suddenly Yoongi feels naked. He’s usually surrounded by his bodyguards and his manager, they are usually circling him whenever he’s on the move but this time, he was alone. He has to deal with this fan by himself.“Did you take a photo of me?” he asked, he tried to keep himself civil but he wrung his hands in worry, not knowing what her reaction would be. “Can I kindly ask you to delete that?”Her demeanour changed immediately. “Why?” she asked as she tried to hide her camera as if it was small enough to be hidden. “I get access to never-seen-before photos.”“Please be understanding, miss,” he replied. “This is not the time and place to take photos.”She grew angry.How did she know where he was? The internet would have been down for hours. His manager would’ve kept his location secret. Is she one of the many fans who stalk him? But he doesn’t recognize her at all.“I can take any photos I want,” she snapped. “I’ll let the rest know where you are.”“Wait -“She snapped a photo of him with her mobile and stalked away before he could do anything. He was helpless as he watched her run away. What should he do? He had a bad feeling about this.His manager returned a few minutes later and noticed how pale he was. “What happened?” he asked.“A saesang took my photos and leaked my location.”“Oh no, don’t worry I’ll handle it,” he said quickly and pulled out a black mask, glasses, and a cap from his shoulder bag. “Here, cover up. I’ll call the media team and lawyers.”Yoongi sighed as he pulled on the mask and lowered a cap over his head, which obscured his face from view. This was not what he wanted to deal with right now. It’s insensitive of her to do this here. He doesn’t mind it if it’s elsewhere but this is not something that can be excused.He was staring down at his lap when he heard a familiar voice. “Hey, you okay? Is everything alright?”Yoongi looked up and saw Jungkook staring down at him in concern. His heart galloped at the handsome face and his doe eyes filled with galaxies. He’s never noticed the scar under one eye or the mole under his pink lips.“Yeah.”He raised an eyebrow. Jungkook didn’t believe him at all and he knelt in front of him, taking his hands in his. “You know you’re in good hands here,” he said, as his thumb rubbed soothing circles. “You don’t need to worry.”Yoongi chuckled breathlessly. “My manager is handling it,” he said.“Oh? What happened?”“A saesang saw me, took photos, and threatened to leak my location,” he explained. “I’ve told her to be mindful of the situation and to delete the photos but she refused. My team is waiting for her to post it on social media.”“Yikes.”“Yeah.”“Jungkook! We gotta go!” Taehyung shouted from behind suddenly, which made them jump in surprise, breaking the bubble they were in. “You can fuck him later!”Their faces burned with embarrassment at his comment and they couldn’t look each other in the eye. Why did he have to say that aloud? There are people around!Jungkook smiled up at him, his face still aflame from embarrassment, and squeezed Yoongi’s hand reassuringly before he handed a piece of paper to him. Winking, he stood and left the tent to join his team. Yoongi stared down at the paper. It was his name and number written hurriedly in black ink. He chuckled and kept the paper in his pocket.Looks like he’s gotten himself a date here.
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BREAKING NEWS
An 8.1 Richter scale earthquake tore through the city of Busan at 11:30 AM, affecting thousands of people and cut off electrical supply to a third of the nation. As our 999 dispatch responds to critical calls, our Busan Fire Department races to rescue victims trapped in a four-star hotel towering over twenty stories called Hotel Nuance.
Our first responders raced against time to rescue staff and guests trapped under rubble, our brave heroes went up to the seventeenth floor to rescue guests that are trapped in Block A where it had sheared off from its main beams causing it to tilt at a dangerous angle - posing a threat to the guests, victims and to the first responders as well.
With time against them, they worked round the clock and managed to pull out the victims and staff that were accounted for. Death tolls are at twenty and climbing as I write this report, with those that are alive at eighty and climbing. This is the first and rarest of an earthquake that tore through our city, major repair works are currently underway and talks are being held by the Cabinet to render assistance to those that are in need of help.
Most of the guests, and staff are currently en route to the nearest hospital to get treated, as well as plans are arranged for them to return to their respective homes safe and sound.
…After the whole fiasco had died down, Yoongi was offered a complimentary stay at another 5-star hotel before he needed to leave for the next concert destination in Daegu. His manager had dealt with checking in for him earlier in the day and now he sat on the queen-sized bed, staring down at his mobile phone.Yoongi had saved Jungkook’s number on his phone. He was staring at the contact, read his name over and over, and willed himself to start messaging him but he didn’t. He had a day left. He’s not about to waste the moment or he’d regret it. And besides, he won’t be back in Busan for a while.Will this be a one-time thing or will this be more?Is he going to regret it? But what if he doesn’t?He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He’s made up his mind. He’s not going to think about what he cannot control. He’s going to spend the night with him and he’s going to enjoy it as he damn pleases.So he messaged him.Hours later, he heard the doorbell ringing and he got up from the bed, padded over to the door to peek through the peephole to see the handsome man standing outside. His throat tightened at how hot the firefighter looked in street clothes and he unlocked the door, opening it to see Jeon Jungkook in full glory.He looks ethereal up close.“Hi.”“Hi there.”They stood staring at each other and Jungkook broke into a beautiful smile. Yoongi was entranced by his presence and beauty. He has never seen such a good-looking man like him, windswept hair with dangly earrings, eyes that held starbursts in them, and a sharp jaw that could cut you.And he meets many due to his line of work.“Are you going to invite me in?” he asked with a chuckle.His cheeks burn in embarrassment. “Oh right, where are my manners? Come in.”It was awkward to have him in the room with him and Yoongi didn’t know what to do with his hands, so he kept them buried in his pockets. Jungkook made a sound of contentment as he walked around to check out what the room had as it was a suite after all.Yoongi sat on the foot of the bed, watching him.“When are you leaving?”“I have an early flight tomorrow.”He paused. “You’re heading to Daegu, aren’t you?”“Yes.”“And then you’re flying off to Japan to continue the rest of the Asia tour.”“Yes.”“Is this gonna be a one time thing?”“What … do you want it to be?”Jungkook was fidgeting with the cream curtain, inquisitive eyes glued to the upholstery as he thought things through. Yoongi was anxious about knowing what he wanted. Do they have their thoughts aligned? He didn’t want to assume otherwise. He was afraid but he wanted to know the truth.“You’re based in Seoul, right?”“Yes.”“And I’m in Busan.”“Ahuh.”“Do you want it to be more?” he asked. “Like not a one time thing?”“It’s part of the package, baby.”“What does that mean?”“If you want this to be more than a one time thing, we need to be able to do long distance,” he explained. “I’ll be gone for months at a time when I do tours. I want you to be aware of that part.”Jungkook nodded. “Can I give you an answer after I sort out my thoughts?” he asked.“You can give me an answer anytime.”Jungkook smiled. “Let’s get frisky then.”Yoongi laughed. “Do you have to say it like that?”…It started off slow, hesitant, and a little awkward as they got close. Yoongi could smell his sweet cologne and he breathed his scent in as they brought their faces together.He was beautiful up close. A masterpiece. A model. An ethereal human being. He shone. He was too bright for this temporary world. His heart quivered at how breathtaking he looked. There were no words, not enough words to describe his beauty. It was the first time words even failed to describe such a being before him.Jungkook brushed his hair aside and ran his fingers down the side of his face, down his throat to cup his neck, leaving in his wake a trail of heat that made him swallow hard. Yoongi was about to keel over at how it made him feel. The younger man licked his lips and stared at his mouth before he looked up at him.“Can I kiss you?”“Yes,” he breathed.Jungkook smiled. It started from his eyes first and spread to his pearl lips as he brought his face close. Yoongi’s eyes fluttered shut and he met him halfway, bringing his face closer so they could kiss easily. Soft pecks, gentle and light as they took their sweet time as they kissed. And kissed and kissed.He giggled suddenly, like two young high school kids testing waters, and then his fantasy shattered when Jungkook grabbed his nape as he crashed their lips together, letting out a breathy moan as he kissed hungrily, dragging a tongue across his lips, asking for permission to enter his mouth.Yoongi obliged, opening his mouth and they started deepening their kisses; now open-mouthed, breathy, needy and entirely filled with lust. He let out a sound of contentment and he ran his curious hands down Jungkook’s sides, before hooking his thumbs over his belt, pulling him closer to him.“You taste so sweet,” he moaned as he deepened the kiss, sucking on his lower lips and nibbled. His lips were so soft. They tasted like gummy bears and it drove him insane. Yoongi simply enjoyed the kiss, running his hands everywhere he could reach, pulling his shirt up so he could feel his skin.Jungkook grabbed Yoongi by his thin waist and hoisted him up as they sucked each other’s faces; lustful groans and heavy moans as they grew horny and needy for skin-to-skin contact. Yoongi, wanting friction, began to gyrate his hips against his torso, pretty sounds leaving his lips.Breathy laughter filled the room as Jungkook crawled onto the bed, lowering Yoongi on it as gently as he possibly could. “Let me pleasure you tonight,” Jungkook whispered hotly as he began pulling his shirt up, running his hands across his naked torso. “I wanna make you feel good.”Yoongi nodded eagerly and took his shirt off, throwing it aside, before tugging Jungkook’s hoodie off as well, which revealed a mean six-pack and a swirling tattoo marking his torso. He let out a gasp at the amazing sight and Jungkook simply pushed him back onto the bed as he kissed him again.“I want to hear pretty sounds from you,” he said as he kissed his throat. “I want to see you unravel beneath me.”Yoongi was breathless as he listened to the hot words uttered by the equally hot man and Jungkook began to kiss his neck, his tongue and teeth making good work across the sensitive skin because he wanted to hear Yoongi scream. That was his main goal for tonight, and he’d be damned he’d reach it.“No marks, Jungkook,” he said breathlessly as he tapped his back urgently, feeling him suck on the skin. “I don’t want to have to explain to my manager where I got the hickies from.”Jungkook unlatched himself from his neck and nodded firmly despite the hooded, lustful eyes, and went lower, earning a yelp of surprise from the rapper. He kissed, nipped, and licked his way down his chest, stomach, and navel until Yoongi was trembling and gasping.His fingers had wound themselves tightly through his mane of hair and they were as soft as he had imagined them to be. His head looked so good against his navel too. Yoongi was going out of his mind. Jungkook was a rare catch.And he’s spending the night with him.He’s going to get himself full of him and only him.Yoongi didn’t realize when Jungkook had pulled his pants and boxers off him, he was too busy marveling at the beauty before him and he could only bite back a groan as he threw his head back, just as Jungkook enveloped his dick with his mouth.It was so good.It’s been awhile since he was eaten out and Jungkook’s mouth was a fucking menace. His tongue and teeth were making him let out all sorts of sounds he had never uttered before. He was unraveling underneath him alright.He was about to be peeled apart and sucked dry.“Oh, Jungkook!”The firefighter released his dick with a loud pop and his legs were pushed up, thrown over his shoulders as he shimmied his way down. He could feel hot breath on his asshole and Jungkook gave a tentative lick, too stunned at the beauty of his puckered hole.A whimper left Yoongi’s lips and Jungkook began to devour the beautiful man whole. He loved eating ass and he loved it more when he felt fingers wrapping tightly in his hair, tugging against his scalp as he worked his magic.He loved hearing his name being moaned out by his partner and he loved it more knowing that it was because of him and him only. This time, he felt a crazy high when his name was uttered by a deep, deep voice full of need and lust.It spurred him on.Yoongi knocked his knees subconsciously as Jungkook’s tongue dug into him, lapping him up like he was a five-course meal and he hadn’t eaten for weeks. He heard a guttural groan from the younger man and he could only arch his back as he moaned.It was all he could do.It was all he could manage.Jungkook loved knowing why Yoongi couldn’t lay still and he wrapped an arm around his waist to keep him still. His focus was mainly to drive him mad and to pleasure him as he goes along. He prided himself that his techniques worked wonders.Jungkook took his time savoring the delicious ass before him. It seemed he hadn’t eaten in a while as well. His tongue roved over the puckered rim, slowly working his way across and enjoying each breathless gasp, mewl, and groans coming from the older man.He was listening to his every sound, his every movement, and repeated the same action whenever Yoongi moaned prettily, as he wanted to hear it over and over and over again.“Jungkook, please!”Oh, he’s begging now, Jungkook realized. He was so focused he didn’t realize how long he’d been obsessing over his cute ass. He glanced up and noticed how bad his thighs were trembling from the overstimulation. He was begging for release.“Jungkook, I want your dick in me. Want your dick,” he garbled with half-lidded eyes. “I wanna feel full. I wanna cum. Please? Please?”“Alright baby, let me just prepare you first.”“No,” he whined. “I want your dick. Want you in me.”His whining almost made him lose his self-control. He wanted to put his dick in without prep, wanting to see him cry and break underneath him. His demons were egging him on but he didn’t want to. Not at the first one.“No, baby,” he said gently. “I don’t want to tear you.”Yoongi’s whine turned into a groan and a yelp when Jungkook squirts cold lube on him, before inserting a finger and that groan turned into a moan when he inserted a second finger. He started thrashing about and arched his back when he started scissoring his fingers, curling them up to find his prostate.“I can’t … can’t hold on,” he whined. “I want you in me now! Now!”“Patience, my darling,” Jungkook whispered as he inserted a third finger. “You don’t wanna be sore tomorrow.”Panting hard, Jungkook pulled his fingers out and rolled on a condom, grabbing the lube by the bed again. He knelt in-between his legs, squirting a generous amount of lube on his dick, and tosses it aside as he focused on the trembling man beneath him.“Fuck me, daddy,” Yoongi whined. “Please. Please.”Jungkook grabbed his legs and hooked them over his waist, shimmying closer so he could press his tip against the sensitive hole. Yoongi let out a pretty cry, and he pushed in, gently but then he couldn’t wait any longer so he slammed his dick to the hilt.Yoongi screamed and clutched against the bedsheets hard, gasping and panting at how good it felt, feeling full of Jungkook’s dick. Jungkook reached down and brushed aside sweaty hair, so he could see the pretty face.“You okay, babe?”“Move,” he said with gritted teeth. “Don’t stay still. Make me cum, please.”Jungkook smiled and began to move, pulling out until he slammed in. Yoongi cried out again, and clenched subconsciously, earning a growl from the younger man.“You feel so good, baby.”He moved as he talked, the sounds of his soothing yet melodious voice, the squelching of the slick and lube combined, the breathy moans from Yoongi, and the slapping of wet, sweaty skin filled up the hotel room.Jungkook wished he had started playing the sex playlist before they started hanky pankying in the room, it would’ve helped to set the mood better. Along with good lighting and some soft scents, the sex would’ve been mind-blowing.Not that it wasn’t.Yoongi looked beautiful, melting underneath him. He looked like he was in bliss, the expression he was wearing turned him on. He stared at him, wanted to memorize the beautiful face, the quirk of his eyebrows, and the way his voice sounds.He had his hands wrapped around his waist and they had wandered down to his ass. His legs were keeping Jungkook suckered to him and he loved it. It drove him insane and he loved every second of it.Jungkook grins as he adjusts himself, getting up on his haunches - changing the angle so his thrusts hit his prostate every time. He grinds his hips, earning a yelp and a hand slapping onto his mouth at the sudden change of pace.“No, don’t cover your mouth, baby,” Jungkook panted as he pulled his wrist. “I want to hear your voice.”Yoongi looked at the grinning firefighter pounding into him. The long strands of dark hair, sweaty against his angular face. The confident grin that framed his lips and the doe eyes were filled with crazy lust. He was amazing, the sex was amazing.The tattoos on his torso and his hands glistened underneath his sweat. He couldn’t stop staring at his abdomen, the sexy way he was pounding into him like there was an art to it, and how the tattoos looked like against the rock-hard abs.Oh, he’s going insane.He’s going insane!“Go harder.”“Really?”“Harder. I wanna scream.”“Don’t mind if I do, darling.”Prompted, he changed his gears and started pounding into him faster - setting up a rather brutal pace. A scream rippled out from his lips and he arched his back, his arms splayed above his head as he tried to grab onto something for dear life.Jungkook hoisted his legs higher, hooking those pretty pale legs over his shoulders to get a better penetration angle, raising him higher and sending Yoongi to ecstasy.“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck -“Yoongi let out a scream, his legs squeezing Jungkook close as the dam in his navel broke. The white hotness he’s been feeling is released and another pretty cry left his lips as he orgasmed, his dick spurting out a string of cum - shooting load after a load of release.Jungkook continued pounding into him, unrelenting, feverish as he chased his own high - eager to feel the same explosion Yoongi had felt. He cummed soon after, a groan leaving his lips as he continued to thrust, milking his orgasm until he was bent over Yoongi - panting hard. He could feel his heart beating against his chest and the heat from his body.“You’re so hot,” Yoongi whispered as he grabbed the man in a koala hug, a similar one he did earlier in the day. His dick was still buried deep inside him. “Round two?”“By all means, baby.”They fucked the whole night as one would desire and they fell asleep exhausted by dawn. They were wrapped in each other’s embrace, the high from yesterday night was not forgotten. Then the bliss was broken when Yoongi was woken up to his alarm. He woke up in shock, the alarm blaring in his ear and he jerked awake, a flight or fight instinct made him disoriented.“Shit! What time is it?”He tried to move but then he felt the arm around his waist tightening in protest, keeping him suckered to the beautiful body behind him. He feels his ass, it was sore but then he realizes that Jungkook’s cock was buried deep inside him. What? He was cock warming him, he realized as his cheeks burned.“Where are you going?” came the drawl behind him.His ears twitched at the sexy voice. His morning voice. “I … I need to go,” he said. “My flight leaves soon.”“So early?”“Yes, it leaves at ten.”“What?” Jungkook asked as he stretched with a yawn. “But it’s six in the morning. Why are you leaving so early?”“In case.”“In case of what?”“In case I happen to want … morning sex,” he mumbled.Jungkook raised his head in surprise. Yoongi was not looking at him and his skin was turning red with embarrassment. His neck, ears, and shoulder were burning bright. Jungkook smiled at the reaction and pressed a soft kiss on his bare shoulder. He began to nibble the skin, earning a moan from the older man.“Do you want to?” he asked.“Yes,” he answered timidly.He chuckled as he pressed a kiss on his neck and held his throat before he started moving, snapping his hips back. Hearing a gasp, he slammed his dick back in. Yoongi let out a cry and then Jungkook started pounding into him like they were about to leave this temporary world. Well, Yoongi was about to leave and they needed to address the elephant in the room.But for now, they’re going to have to have goodbye sex first.Jungkook brought Yoongi against him, arching his back as he tightened the hold on his throat - pressing his fingers against the jugular vein, feeling it pumping against his fingers as he thrust into him with no mercy. His dick grew hard the more he moved, and he changed positions, releasing his throat to push him onto the bed as he climbed on top of Yoongi.They were equally sensitive and horny in the morning so they didn’t last long. Yoongi cummed quickly, crying out his name, and then Jungkook cummed right after - still thrusting into him as he chased his high. After his dick was spent, Jungkook pulled out gasping and sat back on his haunches as he admired the pretty rapper.His ass was covered with a myriad of marks from all the bites and slaps he did to him yesterday night. His thigh was trembling with exertion and his hole was leaking his cum. He looked so good and his ass looked so delicious and pretty. Will he be able to be satisfied with this? Will he be okay to live without his potential partner near him?Will he be able to go long-distance?Yoongi let out a moan and got up on all fours before he crawled off the bed. His dick was leaking cum as well and he padded his way to the bathroom. Jungkook watched him walk, his hips swaying which showed off his curves and butt. He found himself a good one, he knew but they would be separated.Will he be okay?Should he even attempt it?He doesn’t know. He doesn’t have an answer.Yoongi got out of the bathroom smelling fresh and pulled on clothes. Black tapered pants with a branded black belt, a black turtleneck which showed off his pale skin and he wore his accessories - bracelets, necklace, watch and many rings. Jungkook watched him dress quietly, committing everything to memory.He ran a hand through his blonde hair and pulled on a black baseball cap, pulling it down low. Pulled on socks and stuffed his feet into a pair of Balenciaga sneakers. Jungkook noted how hot he looked in all black. He was swooning and he couldn’t have enough of him. But he was afraid to take that step.Yoongi turned to face him. “How do I look?” he asked.“Breathtaking.”Yoongi tilted his head with a smile. “Thank you,” he replied as he put on a pair of glasses with black rims and a long black coat. He faced him again. “So I guess, this is goodbye?”“I don’t want it to be goodbye but I’m afraid,” he said.“Hey, we don’t need to be in a relationship right off the bat,” he said gently. “I mean we don’t know each other well enough. Why don’t we be friends first? Get to know each other, bond and maybe fall deep in love? How about that?”“Well, that’s a great idea,” Jungkook replied. “I can’t say no to the sex though.”“Hey, no strings attached,” Yoongi reminded. “If we do fall in love, then that’s gonna be a different thing entirely.”“I might fall in love with you, granted at how beautiful you are,” he added cheekily. “And the sex was good.”“The sex was damn good,” Yoongi corrected and laughed.“When will we see each other?”“I don’t know,” he replied. “Maybe a month.”“Hmm.”“Keep in contact, yeah? You can call me. You have my personal phone number.”“Do you have snapchat?”“I don’t. But I can download it for you.”“Aww, that’s an honor. You can show me all the beautiful places you go to.”Yoongi smiled and he glanced at his watch. “Time for me to go,” he said. “You can just leave the hotel. My manager will handle the checking out.”“Okay,” Jungkook replied. “I think I’ll miss you.”“I’ll miss the mind blowing sex.”“For real?”“For real.”“I can’t believe you.”“Alright, gotta go. I’ll see you. Whenever.”This was it. The two men separated and went on with their lives. In their minds were trembling thoughts of what would happen and what could happen between them. As Yoongi boards his private jet and Jungkook goes to work, they both wonder if they can actually pull it off.Will they?...