Chapter 6

The next day Jimin decided that he needed a new outfit for one of Namjoon's upcoming work events and Hoseok immediately volunteered to go shopping with him.

Yoongi waited patiently off to the side until the two began discussing who would ride shotgun in the bodyguard's sedan, thus gaining control over both the radio and climate controls, whereupon the Alpha firmly announced that all passengers would be riding in the back seat and would not be touching anything in his car, thank you very much.

Once they arrived at the store it quickly became apparent that clothes shopping was not one of Yoongi's favorite pastimes. After an hour the Alpha checked his wristwatch for the umpteenth time and grumbled, "Jimin-ah?  Will you and the Fake *** Fashionista be here much longer?  I think I can actually feel my brain cells atrophying over here."

"Aish!  Keep your off-the-rack shirt on, you Monochromatic Munchkin!" Hoseok fussed as he waved his hand in the direction of Yoongi's ever present all-black ensemble.  "You can't rush style."

Jimin couldn't help but giggle at the pair.  While they still continued to trade insults there was noticeably less vitriol behind them now.  The Omega thought that if he squinted he might even detect a note of fondness lurking in the background of some of the banter but he wasn't sure if he was imagining that bit or not.

Much to Yoongi's relief, the pair eventually settled on an outfit that met with Hoseok's exacting standards and the trio finally got back in the car.

About halfway to the studio however the bodyguard snapped to attention when he heard Jimin gasp  while at the same time suddenly sensing a spike in the Omega's scent.

"Jimin-ah?  What's wrong?"

The Alpha glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Jimin tremble as he pointed out the window.

"Hyung!  There!  Look!  It's one of the guys that tried to grab me!"

Yoongi's eyes darted to his side mirror in time to catch sight of the burly driver helping two well dressed men out of the vehicle and escorting them to the front door of an exclusive haberdashers before getting back inside the SUV to wait.

In a flash, Hoseok was undoing his seat belt and reaching for the door latch.

"Come on!  He's by himself!  Let's grab him!"

"What the HELL do you think you're doing?!" Yoongi barked as he quickly activated the automatic locks.  "I'm not going to attempt to apprehend armed gang members with a couple of civilians in the car!"

"You can't just let them get away!" shouted Hoseok.

Yoongi struggled to think clearly amid the cloud of overwhelming scents pouring off  the car's other occupants.  He knew the likelihood of the police getting there before the men drove away was small as they weren't currently breaking any laws but he wasn't about to risk the safety of his passengers by attempting a physical confrontation either way.

He ran through a rapid mental checklist of options before making a quick right hand turn at the next intersection and circled the block, slipping in next to a parking meter a couple of spots behind and on the opposite side of the street from the vehicle in question.

He reached into his glove box and retrieved a small, black plastic item roughly the size of a box of matches.

"Okay.  Jimin-ah, you and Second Rate Swayze need to stay here."

"And just where do you think you're going?" demanded Hoseok.

"I'm going place a GPS tracker under the bumper of their car so the cops can find them later."

"But what if those guys spot you while you're doing it?" asked Jimin.

"They won't."

"Don't be ridiculous," chided Hosoek.  "You need someone with you to watch your *** while you try something like that."

"I pretty sure my *** can take care of itself."

Hobi raised an eyebrow causing Yoongi to produce a low growl, almost defying the Beta to make whatever comment was on his mind.  Hoseok decided now wasn't the time to joke with the irate Alpha but he did continue pressing his earlier point.

"Come on.  I can help and you know it.  Think about it.  That guy has seen both of you.  I could walk right up to the car unnoticed because he's never seen me."

"And he's never going to!"  Yoongi shouted with such force that it caused both men in the back seat to momentarily freeze.  If either had possessed the enhanced Alpha sense of smell they might have picked up on the underlying current of fear and anxiety lurking beneath the bodyguard's obvious frustration.

But before Hobi could protest again,  Yoongi threw open the door and used his formal Alpha command voice as he exited the car.

"You are both to remain inside this vehicle until I say otherwise!"

He slammed the door shut as an incensed Hoseok punched the side window with a barely contained fury over being forced to submit against his wishes.

"Damn it!  I'll teach Chipmunk Chuck Norris  to order me around!  Just you wait 'til I get my hands around that Teeny Weeny Taskmaster's puny little neck!"

The pair were now forced to sit and watch as Yoongi slipped across the street and began snaking his way along the sidewalk in an attempt to avoid detection by the driver of the SUV.  He reached his destination and knelt down as he set to work finding the best spot on the undercarriage to place the device.

He was so intent on what he was doing, however, that he didn't notice another man with a snub nosed pistol in his hand exiting a car a few spots back who began sneaking up behind Yoongi.

"Shit!" cried Hoseok. He vaulted over the seat and grabbed hold of the steering wheel.  He threw the car into gear and stomped his foot onto the gas pedal.  Jamming his fist down on the horn, he aimed the sedan directly at the man who was now taking aim at Yoongi.

The noise startled the bodyguard.  He looked up in time to spot the gunman and rolled out of the way just as a bullet ricocheted off the pavement mere millimeters from his head.  Luckily, before the he could fire again Hoseok rammed into the assailant, causing the man to fly a good three feet before slamming onto the pavement.

The commotion drew the attention of the men in the shop, who raced out and jumped into the SUV.  Their driver made an abrupt u-turn and tore off down the street.  Hoseok followed suit, pausing only long enough to unlock the door and shout "GET IN!" to Yoongi.

Left with no other viable options, the Alpha complied, barely hauling his body inside the passenger compartment before Hoseok hit the accelerator and took off after their prey.

The bodyguard snarled at Hoseok as he struggled to fasten his seatbelt.

 “I told you to…”

“Cool your jets, Mini Mad Max! Before you start getting all riled up, may I point out that we followed your orders to the letter.  Your exact words where – and I quote – “Remain inside the car until I say otherwise!” And as anyone can plainly see…”

Hobi waved both hands around causing car to veer wildly.  “Neither one of us ever exited the vehicle!”

Yoongi involuntarily threw his arm in front of his face and squeezed his eyes shut as his car barely missed sideswiping a floral delivery van.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it!”

Hobi grabbed hold of the wheel again as they careened after the SUV.

“Did I?  Funny thing about those ‘oh so powerful’ alpha commands you guys love using so much…they don’t really have the ability to infer nuance or intention.  They only work in the most literal interpretation which leaves plenty of room for loopholes.”

Yoongi cursed under his breath as he pulled out his phone and called a friend on the police force to inform him of the situation and ask for back up with the pursuit.

As he was ending the call Hoseok took a corner at such a ridiculous speed that Yoongi swore they made the run on only two wheels.

"Sweet mother of Post Malone!" Yoongi gripped the dashboard for dear life. “Who in the hell ever signed off on giving you a driving license?”

The uncharacteristic silence that filled the air caused Yoongi to slowly turn and stare at man behind the wheel.

“Hoseok-ah….You do have a driver’s license, don't you?”

The Beta made a face as he narrowly avoided a terrified bicycle messenger.

 “Well…not technically….”

Yoongi's eyes widened to the point that they were in danger of bulging out of his head.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me!”

Hoseok attempted to reassure his irate passenger while simultaneously swerving around a parking meter that the Beta would've sworn wasn't there a second ago.

“Oh, relax!  I know how to operate a motor vehicle! I just never got around to taking the official test!  But it’s okay! I’m excellent at all the driving games!  Ask Jimin-ah!  I’m always the top scorer when we play Mario Kart!”

"He is really good, hyung.  He even wins on Rainbow Road," Jimin said in a weak effort to calm the Alpha's frazzled nerves.

Yoongi fought to control his breathing as he tried desperately to remember if he'd kept full coverage on  the sedan the last time he'd updated his car insurance policy.

They took yet another corner at breakneck speed and now Yoongi found himself trying to recall any of the prayers his grandmother had taught him when he was a little boy.

Yoongi was in the middle of beseeching each and every deity whose name came to mind when he heard the sound of police sirens getting closer. Just then a broken down truck with an oversized load forced the SUV to turn down a side street which turned out to be a dead end.  The driver tried to execute a tight three point turn but Hoseok managed to skid to a stop and box the bad guys in just as the police pulled up behind them.

While a group of officers charged out to surround the SUV, Yoongi panted feverishly as he to faced Hoseok.

“Y-you…you are… quite possibly…clinically insane.”

The Beta beamed with pride over the fact that he'd managed to not only successfully complete a car chase but that he'd also left the Alpha gobsmacked in the process.

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” he asked.

In response, Yoongi slumped back against the seat and stared at the roof before finally muttering, “ I - I have no ******* idea.”

At that moment a broad shouldered policeman sidled up to the front passenger side of the car and tapped on the window.  When Yoongi rolled down the glass the man smiled and asked, "You okay there, Yoongi-ah?"

The Alpha gave a distracted nod.  "Yeah.  We're good."

The officer glanced at the Beta behind the wheel then back at Yoongi.  It looked like he really wanted say something else but thought better of it.

"If you say so.  Hang tight in here while Tae and I get things sorted out. We'll be with you in a minute, okay?"

After the man had walked away Hoseok reached across and poked his finger hard into Yoongi's chest.

"Right.  Listen and listen good, you little Crack Pot Clairvoyant.  I know you think that you were protecting us back there and maybe you were but I swear to you that if you ever pull that command voice crap on me ever again then I will reach down your throat and tear out your tonsils before reinserting them through your sinus cavity! Capiche?!"

The pair stared at each other in hostile silence until in an effort to break the tension Jimin timidly leaned forward and said, "Hyung...I don't think that's physically possible..."

The Beta whipped around and glared at the Omega who slowly sank back in his seat while tugging awkwardly on his shirt collar.

"Of course, that's probably a discussion for another time..."

Hoseok returned his gaze to Yoongi who finally gave him a small nod of understanding.

"Capiche."

"Good," snapped Hobi.  "Now say 'otherwise.'"

Yoongi squinted in confusion.

"What?"

"Just say it," insisted the Beta.

"O-otherwise?" stammered the bodyguard.

"Thank you."  Hoseok opened the car door and hopped out.  Seeing the perplexed look on Yoongi's face he gave the Alpha a defiant wink.  "You said we only had to stay in the car until you said 'otherwise.'"

He spread his arms expansively.  "Ta-da! Like magic."

He smirked as he tipped an imaginary magician's hat before sauntering back to the rear of the car where he leaned against the trunk to enjoy the spectacle of a dozen or more police officers swarming around the scene.

Yoongi could sense the little dancer in the back seat was about to make a comment and raised a hand to stop him.

"Not a word, Jimin-ah...not a word."

The Omega bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing at the exasperated bodyguard as the Alpha fished out his phone to update Namjoon on everything that had just transpired.

Notes:

So...what do you think so far?

I haven't written a ton of action stuff before so please drop me a note and let me know if it flowed okay. :)

P.S. I promise we'll see more of Jin and Tae in future chapters. :)

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