"No, you need to look him up!! I don't care if he hasn't 'been active' in years or whatever. He tried to call us on our holiday, he could be a threat!" Jin yells at the police officer.

"We will check, but he's already under surveillance, the chances-"

"I don't give a shit! That bastard is smart as fuck, he could get around you easily," Jin confronts.

He can't deal with the thought of Taehyung being in the claws of their uncle. He doesn't know why his mind got so fixated on that possibility, but he did call in the summer for a reason. Something's up. Their uncle is a qsychopath, and that's mildly spoken.

Jungkook was standing behind the elder, his mind working on full capacity. The others already went out to look for Taehyung, not listening to the police about it being dangerous or anything like that.

Why did he let Taehyung go like that? He really though he would meet up with Jimin or Rose or something...

So stupid.

He chest arches with regret and guilt. He should never have talked to Taehyung like that... Or just realized that the elder wanted to be with him.

And for what?

For a bunch of football jocks who doesn't truely care about him anyway. But it's not like it's unusual for Jungkook to act this stupid. He's a dumb jock himself.

"Fucking idiot! I'm going to that perverts house if you want it or not," Jungkook bursts out at the officer who's still helplessly trying to calm Jin.

"For once, I agree with you Jungkook, let's go," the elder adds, walking past the officer who's still trying to stop him. They ignore it and make their way outside.

"According to the police, his house is only a few blocks down... I can't believe we didn't know - he has probably been spying on us that bastard," Jin hisses.

He should have contacted the police back in Japan, it would have been safer for them all.

His heart starts arching with guilt, he only live for the sake of his siblings safety.

He starts marching ahead, Jungkook following right behind him.

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*warning: abuse, rape- and torture-like elements

Taehyung whimpers as his uncle empties another bucket of icy-cold water over his already trembling body.

The tips of his fingers and toes are so freezy, his lips are almost turning blue and all of his skin is unnaturally pale.

He has lost track of how long he has been on this floor, stripped of all his clothes. He has been nothing but terrified from the second he saw his uncle before him.

At first, he didn't believe it. It just couldn't be true. It's like a nightmare becoming real, too real.

"There, now you look so pretty my little one," Taehyung's uncle whispers as he leans closer to the other.

He let's a hand run through the thin blonde locks, making Taehyung's entire body shiver with fear.

He wants to run, but he can't. They are in a basement somewhere, locked behind a door which only his uncle has the key for.

"Please let me go," Taehyung whispers as loudly as his voice can possibly manage.

"Mmm no, I have waited for you so long Taehyung. All those years, I have waited just for you," the elder man states, grabbing under Taehyung's chin and roughly turning his head.

He smirks at the sight of the small boy's tear-stained cheeks and quivering lips.

For a qsychopath pedofile, he felt almost too good.

His rough hand slowly slides down the side of Taehyung's face before grabbing around his neck, tightening his fist.

Taehyung gasps and his hands fly up to grab around the elder's wrist, hoping to save himself just a little air.

Taehyung's mind goes crazy with thoughts as he almost chokes from other's grip. Will he die here? Is this really how it's supposed to end? Is this some stupid dream?

Apparently not, cause Taehyung soon feels himself get lifted and thrown against the cold tile floor.

He yelps in shock and pain, feeling his body go into a state of shook.

He wants to go home.

A rope is tightened around his wrists and he gets lifted up.

Jin? Won't he come save him?.

He gets tied to the bed and immidietly his legs are pulled apart. He helplessly tries to close them, but his uncle's grib is too tight.

Jiminie. Where are you?

Cold hands run over Taehyung's fragile skin, leaving him to scream and cry for mercy, only to be muted by a piece of tape over his mouth.

Jungkook. Jungkook.

Taehyung's entire body freezes as he hears the faint sound of knocking on a door in the distance.

His uncle sits up with a grunt, listening.

Taehyung trashes around, trying to make any kind of sound, but he soon feels his vision get blurry as he receives numerous punches to his face.

He can't think straight as he sees his uncle stand up, leaving him motionless on the bed.

_____

Jungkook hammers on the door. If there goes more than a minute, he will break this freaking door down.

Jin is standing behind him, biting his nails. Clearly, he's very uncomfortable about being here, probably scared to the bone.

Jungkook quickly turns to him, giving his shoulder a pat.

"Don't worry Jin, the police will be here as soon as we can assure them Taehyung is here... he must be," the younger says.

"You should go find the others, I can take care of him," he adds.

"Not a chance! I'm killing this bastard if he has as much as touched Tae-"

The elder rambles on, but Jungkook clearly sees how Jin is shaking with fear. It's a childhood trauma he's about to get flashbacks from, no one wants that.

Jungkook squeezes his shoulder,"don't you want the others to be here if he's here?" he asks.

Jin looks at him for a second, seeing right through what Jungkook is trying to do. But maybe he's right. Jin might freeze or do something stupid if he sees his uncle.

"Okay... just get him, please..." the elder begs. He almost looks sick because he's that worried.

It's understandable.

Jungkook nods and gives Jin a gentle push down the stairs before turning back towards the door.

Once again, he bangs on the door as loudly as he can. To his surprise, a clicking sound appears and the lock opens.

He hesitantly opens the door and is met with nothing but a empty entrance. Confused, he steps inside the house.

"Show yourself motherfucker!" he yells.

Obviously, he receives no answer. He looks around, feeling his stomach turn in concern.

It's like he's in some scary movie or something. The fact that it's real makes him mentally shiver. This would just never happen, but it's clearly happening...

On the outside though, he keeps a straight face as he walks further inside the house.

He soon spots a staircase that leads to a basement of some sort. At the bottem, he can see some faint lightening.

Relax. It's not a movie, nothing is going to happen.

He tries to convince himself not to be scared, even though it seems impossible right now.

He slowly walks down the steps being a quite as possible. He gets closer and closer to the door where some light is flickering underneath.

He can't help but hesitate. A door unlocking like that can't possibly be a coincidence. That uncle guy is up to something.

Jungkook spots a vase on the floor. He grabs it and holds it before him, just to have some sort of protection.

He goes closer to the door and takes a deep breath before pushing the door open.

The sight that meets him makes him want to drop the fragile vase in his hands.

There Taehyung is, tied by his hands to an old, rusty bed. His face is blue and red with forming brushes, a piece of tape over his mouth.

Jungkook's breath hitches as his eyes meets the elder's. They are red and teary, painted with abominable fear.

Jungkook stares as Taehyung starts moving, doing everything to signal something to Jungkook.

Signaling about the person coming up behind him.

But of course, Jungkook doesn't get to react. Just as he had predicted, that motherfucker was hiding to ambush him.

He gets to see new tears run down Taehyung's cheeks before a hard blow hits the back of his head, knocking him out completely.