Seokjin only looked away for a second. He swears that he hadn't even looked away for that long, but when he turned around to tell his sister something, she was gone. His body stiffened and head swam and he scanned the practice room. From Jimin with his pink hair to Yoongi with his black hair, he saw no sign of his sister.

     With a sickening feeling in his stomach, Seokjin stumbled and braced himself on Namjoon, legs buckling. You were gone. It's like you weren't even there. You left no traces, and if he hadn't walked in on Yoongi trying to kiss you, he would've thought he was going crazy.

       His crooked fingers on his left hand balled up and dug little crescents on his palm with his nails.

        "Hyung?" Namjoon grabbed onto Seokjin, making sure the eldest didn't fall. "Are you alright?"

       "(Y/n)," Seokjin gasped, shaking. "Where did she go?"

      "She probably went to use the restroom. Wait a little while," Namjoon soothed. "Let's sit down for a bit so you dont collapse."

      And so Seokjin waited, and waited, and waited. Checking his phone, twenty minutes already passed. He wanted to hit Yoongi, who was talking to his ex while she obviously tried to make moves on him. If the male hadn't bothered to up to Nijila, then you would've been here, not jealous.

      "Jungkook," Seokjin called for the maknae, who immediately came over. "Cqn you go check and see if (Y/n) is okay?"

      "Where did she go?" The youngest tilt bis head, making Seokjin want to coo.

      "We believe she went to the bathroom, but she hasn't come back yet," Namjoon explained, rubbing Seokjin's back as the eldest was already coming up with scenarios. What if that Yeahon woman got to her? What if she got taken by a random guy. Anything could've happened to her.

     "Why can't Seokjin hyung do it?" Jungkook asked, already getting ready to run out of the room.

      "I dont know if I can stand," Seokjin laughed bitterly, shaking. "I'm so fucking scared, Jungkook, so please just do it."

      Jungkook nodded and hurried out of the practice room, coming back five minutes later. He now looked panicked, and walked over to the older brother, who was curling himself into a ball.

      "No one answered when I knocked on the ladies room doors so I waited a few minutes. She had yet to come out," Jungkook teared up. "Hyung, where could she have gone?"

      "I dont know," Seokjin shook harder, tears threatening to spill. "Go tell Yoongi to find her. It's his fault she left anyways."

       Jungkook hesitated, ready to ask why, but turned and walked over to Yoongi. The second eldest's reaction was instantaneous. He looked around the practice room himself, then sprinted out.

       "Dammit Yoongi," Seokjin sniffled, hiding his face into Namjoon's side, who seemed so calm.

       What finally felt like hours, the practice room door opened with Yoongi walking in with a small you following him, fingers tightly holding onto his shirt sleeve.

      Seokjin hopped up and ran, legs almost giving out as he stole you away from Yoongi.