"Can you pass me the salt? It's in the first drawer to the left," Jin instructs Namjoon, who has been sitting by the kitchen isle to watch the elder cook their dinner.

"Sure, hold on," Namjoon gets up to get the requested seasoning. Jin hums after tasting a bit of the soup he's currently making. He stirs the food with his left hand while his right grabs his phone to look at the clock.

It's past 6 pm, so he's wondering where Jungkook and Taehyung are. Jimin is in his room with Yoongi, so he doesn't mind them. Normally, Taehyung texts him when he and Jungkook stay out this late, clarifying if they are eating at home or not.

Are you coming home for dinner? Jin sends a text message before locking the screen and placing it back on the counter. He starts humming to the music that's playing in the background as he feels a pair of arms around his waist.

Namjoon really has a fetish for his waist.

The younger places the salt before the pot and Jin chuckles before grabbing it and adding the needed amount.

"You look very hot like this," Namjoon mumbles.

"Like what?"

"All, you know, housewife-ish," he teases, earning a small punch in the stomach by the elder's elbow.

"Enjoy it while it lasts," Jin fires back, but he can't help smiling. He feels so comfortable in the other's arms. So much he's starting to doubt that he will ever be able to let Namjoon go, even though it's what he should do.

He feels a pair of lips on his neck, giving small pecks to the delicate skin. Namjoon tightens his grip around the other's stomach, holding on to him for dear life.

"You're so cute," he mumbles against the skin. He just loves praising the elder, mostly because every time it makes a small shock run through Jin's body, so he flinches just that little bit that makes Namjoon smile fondly. Not to mention his burning cheeks.

"Go set the table," Jin quickly dismisses the subject and playfully pushes the other slightly away. Namjoon pouts but does as instructed.

Jin turns back to the phone on his table, turning it on to check if he has received any notifications. But much to his dismay, there's still nothing.

It's not like Taehyung to leave him on read like that. Maybe he should give him a call.

After debating if he might disturb something happing between the two youngers, he settles on calling. He's totally calm, but he can feel that small bit of anxiety knock in the back of his heart.

He quickly finds the number and clicks call, pressing the device against his ear. And then he waits.

Namjoon starts putting the plates on the table, dancing along to the music. He puts plates out for 7 people, Hoseok said he will be joining too. Rose, on the other hand, is still staying over at a friend's apartment.

Back in the kitchen, Jin removes the phone from his ear while frowning. It's rare, as in very rare, for Taehyung not to pick up the phone. He always has sound on unless he's in school, it has always been like that.

"Namjoon?" he calls the other who turns and looks at him.

"What is it?"

"Do you have Jungkook's number?"

"Yeah, I can remember it," the younger states, before he starts saying the numbers, and Jin types them in before calling the raven. It beeps for a little while, but luckily Jungkook picks up. Jin feels himself sigh slightly in relief.

"Hello?"

"Hey Jungkook, it's Jin."

"Oh hey Hyung, what's up?" the other asks. There's some noise in the background, sounding like someone talking or singing.

"Just wanted to ask if you're with Taehyung?"

The phone goes silent for a second, making the elder lift an eyebrow in slight confusion.

"No, I'm out with some friends. Taehyung went home by himself."

Most people probably wouldn't believe the thug Jin's heart got. It's like his heartrate just increased by a million, making his parentlike instinct kick in.

"W-What do you mean he's not there? He hasn't come home yet??"

"Wait, he didn't text you anything?" Jungkook questions.

"No! That's why I'm calling you?" Jin says in disbelief, feeling his brows close together, his anxiety rising with the seconds. Namjoon feels something's wrong and walks over to stand next to Jin.

"I couldn't drive him home, and... and w-we kind of got into a minor argument, so he just left..."

"Just left!? Jungkook get back here right now!" Jin hisses ending the call and turning around, he runs out of the kitchen and up to Jimin's room. Without knocking or anything, he rushes through the door and looks at the two who are cuddled up on the bed while watching a movie.

"Have you talked with Tae!?" he asks. Jimin and Yoongi jump in surprise, giving each other a look before staring back at Jin.

"No? I only saw him in school, haven't heard from him since?" Jimin asks confused.

"Shit!" Jin curses. Where the hell could he be?

"Wow, what's going on hyung?" Jimin jumps up from the bed, worried.

"He hasn't answered any of my calls, he isn't here and he isn't with Jungkook? Where is he?" Jin runs his hands through his hair, tugging the strands tightly. His mind goes hardwire, thinking about all possibilities.

Namjoon comes in behind him, grabbing around Jin's waist as the elder starts freaking out.

"Hyung relax! W-We'll find him... I'll call Rose, Yoongi, you call the police. And Namjoon, get him some water downstairs," Jimin instructs quickly. He knows how Jin gets scared and worried very easily, so he will just start getting mad at the people he calls even though they haven't done anything wrong.

That's why Jin needs to be taken care of in a situation like this, or else he'll literally be at the police station, screaming at some innocent cop that they are too slow.

Namjoon quickly nods and forces Jin down the stairs, even though he's protesting with everything he has.

Yoongi quickly grabs his phone, Jimin taking his. They each call and inform the others, getting the police to come here just to make sure they will find him. Jimin still doesn't really believe it in his mind, trying to calm his nerves that start acting out. Taehyung's fine. He better be.

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After around 20 minutes of chaos, Jungkook arrives. The police are already there, questioning the others.

"Nothing?" He asks in concern after having rushed through the living room and is now in the kitchen. Namjoon is the first to spot him and he just shakes his head slightly.

Jungkook's heart starts arching painfully. Fucking shit, he shouldn't have let Taehyung go by himself. So stupid! The feeling that runs through his body gets even worse as he looks at Jin and Jimin.

Jimin his pacing around behind the dinner table, running a hand through his hair occasionally. Jin, on the other hand, is seated by the table, a hand covering his mouth as he stares blankly ahead.

"Are you Jeon Jungkook?" one of the officers asks and Jungkook quickly nods. He gets taken aside for some questioning. Basic question about where he saw Taehyung last, his relation to him, and where he has been the last couple of hours.

After that, the police officers excuse themselves and start the chase. Not long after, the door opens again and Rose comes barging inside.

"Jin, Jimin!" she runs inside and attacks Jimin right away who quickly returns the hug, holding her tightly. Shortly after she throws her arms around Jin's neck, hiding her face in his hair. She was scared shitless and finally got the possibility to get a ride home. She feels horrible seeing her brothers in this state, so she's glad she's here with them to hopefully change that just a little.

"It's going to be okay, we'll find him," she whispers. Jin cares slightly for her forearm with his fingers, feeling his heart calm down just a little. They must find him. He's probably really scared right now.

It has already been over 2 hours since Jin realized, but before that way longer... what if someone has assaulted him? What if he has been hit by a car? What if he has fallen and hit his head? What if-

Jin's eyes widen and he feels his breath hitch.

No. Please.