Jimin pov

Don’t hold my hand.

It’s not something Jungkook would do.

I look at our hands my heart instantly calming at it. “Better?” he asks.

Better? Huh? I pout scoffing internally.

I look away gulping.

I want him to resent me for what I did. And  Never forgive me...

I dislike him too. Yeah, that’s what I want.

It’s for better.

How I wish we never should have met again.

I find myself lightly tugging his shirt’s hem as he looks at the streetlight.

Don’t hold it for too long, I want to let go but I want to keep holding. Can you tell me why?

I am not scared, but I want to keep clinging when he lightly tugs my hand with his sturdy ones while crossing the street.

I may hate it but I intentionally make us walk other way around, usual than longer to reach the shop, because I am not scared. Probably.

“Please” he says, pushing me towards the mall.

Why did you held my hands in first place, if you were planning to let go.

Better? Huh?

I roll my eyes, Don’t Change. Thank you.

Walking into the mall, familiar vanilla scent makes me feel home, it smells like Jin Hyung. I didn’t actually had to buy it today, but I thought maybe there’s more to it. Further into the mall, I look at the shop with pink decoration, it’s his birthday tomorrow. Jin Hyung’s.

Even though I am tempted to buy everything cute, it should be meaningful.

I halt staring at the pink plushie with ‘Ice Cookie Cream’ I feel his touch over my lips again, there’s nothing to it. He does this everytime, he doesn’t mean it… he is the most ignorant person ever. I hate him.

“Found You”

I jump at it, my eyes slowly looking up the glass to see a reflection of the man I never want to see again. Hair on my nape stands up as he leans close to my ear and whispers “ I Missed you”

Maybe he placed a wet cloth over me while I was focusing on his scary reflection. I blink drowsily. I should scream for help, they have surveillance cameras even if nobody is around I can still be saved. I should scream.

I blink again everything seems more blurry, world tilting to the side as I feel his arms under me.

No.

… Dad

…..

Jungkook.

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I 

Jungkook pov

“They have Jimin.” I inform his other guards who were returning back from Airport. Being rational at times like these was basic of learning art of protecting.

If I do act rationally, I can protect him before it's too late, if I stay low and keep following them.

If not for Yugyeom I wouldn't be able to follow the car, even though he insisted on tagging along, I chased after the car pushing him out of the way. I can't risk his life even if I need him now, it's way too risky.

My heart races while I grip the steering wheel following dark and huge SUV.

He will be okay.

He can fight it himself for a while.

Hang in there Jimin, We will be there.

He will be okay, right?

. I curse pressing the accelerator.

I shouldn't be reckless but I can't help it, those tinted ing windows I can't see Jimin.

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Focusing on my device I turn on my location when I receive a call from my girlfriend again, “ off” I curse declining it, muting my device and throwing in on the next seat.

I hope backup arrives on time, we are entering a dark forest and it's eerie already. It's definitely not safe, I steer to the side not making it obvious that I am following him. Is he gonna bury him in forest? Or us.. if I get caught.

Please be safe Jimin, You can fight him.

Clutching at my taser in my hand I gulp, I should've got the gun this .

Please be safe Jiminie.

I gasp at the huge area which was probably the ruins of some old colony, what's this place under a forest.

The concrete jungle appearing endless every second, it gets more dense the more we move forward towards a centre.

That car abruptly halts with a creek and I turn the side entirely hiding behind a much smaller building. Stepping off I crawl to side peeking to find a huge area surrounded by cars.

These cars look expensive.

I cover my face ducking between the cars, as I glance at the door a large man carrying a limp body on his shoulder pushing the door softly which creaks at the end.

I clench my fist.

Jimin.

, why is he still passed out? I have been following for hours as of now, pulling my hair I groan.

this is messed up!

Crawling my way towards the corner of the building, I peek through the window it was empty the floor looked cracked and broken chairs all over the place.

This isn't a place Jimin should be at, this is getting worse every second.

Think! Jungkook think!! Think out of it.

I flinch when I hear weird sound echoing the hall.

Halting at it.

What if I get caught? Shall I wait for other guards?

Grunts growing more painful accompanied by whipping noise and painful screams echoing probably in basement.

No

No

No

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