Jimin stood in a corner of his office panting.

The desk was turned upside down, files and paper were spread all over the ground,the paintings which used to be neatly hung up were now torn and tattered; Evidence of his frustration and anger.

3 days ,3 days had passed since he received the shocking call.

A call that made his heart shatter in to pieces and made his whole wold crumble in just a few seconds.

Yoongi was missing.

No one had seen him, no traceable leads were found.

The authorities, both in Seoul and Geojodo had sent out a search party but till now, no clues of his whereabouts were found. What was worse is that they wouldn’t even admit that he had been kidnapped as there was no major evidence served for yoongi’s bracelet which had no foreign fingerprints on them.

As time went on Jimin found himself becoming more violent and snappy with all the pent up frustration.

He swore that’d he’d make anyone who was responsible for this pay with their lives.

In those 3 days Jimin had been restless wanting to find his lover quickly.

In the past few months he had managed to fall deep for the older, it hadn’t been planned, at first all of his action had just been out of instinct and fear of being married into the Lee’s family, but as time went on he found himself being strongly pulled by the “grumpy old man” who had showered him with insults and sassy remarks.

Jimin chuckled at the memories, he had never been hit with a frying pan before, until the day he had secretly snuck into Yoongi’s apartment. Also he had never made effort to impress any person before unlike how he did for Yoongi. To be honest he had dated many girls before him and even thought of dating a couple of guys before ,but no