ROWDY

Back in the alley, Jimin stood there panting as the three men around him groaned in pain, crawling like they'd been disabled.

Jimin clapped his hands together, as if he were trying to remove the dirt from his hands. The anger in his eyes slowly dissipated and he became calmer. The little tigress had slowly returned to a bratty young man.

Yoongi, who was still there in the shadows, leaning on the wall, smiled widely. He almost wanted to clap his hands and praise him but he didn't want to be seen by him, so he remained quiet.

The boy then started to move. He stretched his arms and cracked his neck as he started walking away.

Yoongi also sighed and turned around to leave when, suddenly, he heard a small yelp come from him.

Yoongi's head snapped back towards where he was a moment ago and to his surprise, the boy wasn't there anymore. He looked at the men on the floor and they were all still there so they couldn't have done anything to him.

So where the hell did he go?

Yoongi hastily ran towards the spot where he last saw him. He looked around but he couldn't see him anywhere! Hooligan... Where did you go?

"Ugh!! Damn it!! Damn it!!" an echoey voice cursed.

His eyes looked at where the voice was coming from and when he saw why he seemed to have disappeared, his jaw just fell.

The hooligan actually fell into a hole?! This was unbelievable. He was so cool and badass a moment ago-he might even be the coolest boy he had ever seen-that he actually fell into a hole... Way to go, Hooligan! I have no words left to describe you... Yoongi just shook his head in disbelief.

Yoongi squatted down and looked down the open hole in the alley. It appeared that some troublemaker removed the hole's cover so that some idiot or drunkard would fall victim to it.

"Aishh! Stupid hole!!!" The boy seemed to be in pain but Yoongi could tell that he was trying to get up and climb up. He didn't yell for help, which he found very strange. He knew that the first word people would normally scream out if they ever got into any kind of situation was help. But he didn't. He just cursed and struggled to help himself.

Shaking his head, Yoongi switched on his flashlight and once he saw him, he wasn't even surprised anymore. He was already standing up and was about to climb up.

Yoongi extended his hand.

"Come, take my hand, and let me help you," he said, and Jimin hesitated for a moment. He recognized that voice but he thought he might be mistaken because why would that person be here? Anyway, he didn't want to waste time pondering the whys and hows while he was still literally holed up.

After accepting his hand, the man effortlessly pulled him up. "Thank you," he said without looking up as he fixed his dress. He then tried to stand and walk but he couldn't. It seemed he may have sprained, and possibly broken, his left ankle. He winced in pain every time he put pressure on his left foot but he was determined to go because he had to return to get Tae!

He had left Tae by himself for too long and who knew what might have happened to him during this time? He was really worried and he cursed himself for being careless and succumbing to his anger.

"Your ankle..." His attention was drawn away from his thoughts to the man who helped him out of the hole and the moment he looked up, her eyes almost bulged out. It was him! What was this person doing here?

"P-p-prince Yoongi? What are you doing here?" He stammered in surprise.

Some unknown emotion flashed in the man's eyes the moment he called him prince. "Don't call me that. I'm not a prince."

"Don't lie. I know who you are," he insisted and the man sighed. "I saw you in country-"

"I think you should go to the hospital or you might never be able to wear heels again." He cut through his words and when he looked down and saw his very swollen ankle, his eyes widened.

"Wait a moment," he said and then he turned around and just left.

Jimin tried to walk but the pain was excruciating. He had never been injured to this extent in his life! He breathed in and out deeply, trying to make the pain go away. Just as he forced himself to move despite the pain, a man on a black bike halted before him. It was the prince. He looked so majestic and hot that Jimin almost drooled as he spaced out. The bike, the black leather jacket, and his face-the combination of all three things was a sight for sore eyes. He wondered how people didn't stare at him everywhere he went, like how he was staring at him right now.

He snapped out of his daze when he put the helmet over his head.

"Wait... I can't go to the hospital. I must go back and get Tae out of the bar first," he said as he tried to remove the helmet. But Yoongi just put his hand on his head, keeping the helmet in place.

"Don't worry. Jungkook is with him."

"Huh? Jungkook... Jungkook is with him?!"

"Mn. He will take care of him so worry about yourself for now, Mister Hooligan."

"Who the hell did you just call a hooligan?! Ouch!!"

Yoongi went up to him and put his arm around his shoulders as he slid an arm around his waist and helped him get on the bike. He had no choice but to follow. He knew he wouldn't be able to walk to the bar in his current state. Besides, if Jungkook was with Tae, he was sure that nothing bad would happen to him.

"Wait... can I borrow your phone? I want to call him first."

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