((User Yoongi))

"Fuck.."

Yoongi hisses, slipping in from a door of an apartment that was left open. The sirens following him had faded, probably went to the wrong direction. He closes and locks the door quietly, slipping his gun inside his jacket while looking around, wiping his bloody hands into his shirt.

"Is someone there?" He suddenly hears a soft voice from behind a corner, seeing as a slightly smaller male approach him from the hallway.