It's been three days.

Three full days.

To say I was worried sick was an understatement. I was so worried I hadn't eaten properly in the last 24 hours. Tears refused to stop spilling from my eyes. My head feels stuffed full of cotton, like it could explode any minute now. My eyes were swollen red, as was my nose.

Work had piled up on my desk since I hadn't gone to work for the last 24 hours. I was forced to take a leave since I couldn't concentrate on work anyway.

The reason for all this dramatics?

Suga Oppa went missing.

At first none of us had thought much of his disappearance.

The day after Haneul's party I did go to genius lab to find it empty. I hadn't given it much thought. Not when he wasn't with the boys or when no one had seen him. I didn't even think much of it when his phone was out of reach - his battery could have died and he could've forgotten to charge it. It wasn't like this was the first time he did something like it.

I hadn't even thought much of it when he didn't show up at their apartment. Jin Oppa had reassured me Suga Oppa pulled all-nighters and slept in genius lab often.

Figuring they knew him better than me, I took his word for it.

But then he had not been anywhere to be seen the next day either. My morning went the same way -without Kookie flirting and me getting worried when Oppa wasn't in his studio. He wasn't with the boys either.

So I went looking for someone who might know where he is -his phone was still out of reach. All the managers could tell me was that Suga Oppa was on a temporary leave. That was all they were told and they couldn't answer my questions further.

Namjoon clearly knew nothing. Fed up with getting no where, I approached BangPD-nim. Unfortunately he wasn't in his office so I couldn't get my answers. Worse, I learn that he was actually out of the country.

It wasn't like I was in a position to demand answers near anyone else, so I had gone back to work.

That was the night my paranoia grew. Seeing me so worried the boys tried calling him. They got the same thing I did. When they asked their managers they got the same answer I did. By then everyone got worried.

Their was no hide or tail of Suga.

We called his parents, brother, friends... No one knew where he was.

Which brings us to our current predicament.

The whole of yesterday had been a mess, I couldn't remember a single thing that happened. The only thing I remember is crying my eyes out, and a whole day passing by before I knew it.

Right now Jin Oppa was trying to feed me while I buried my face in Mira's stomach and refused.

Right, with Suga missing no one could keep to their schedules. The MV shootings had to be postponed, so did photoshoots and stuff. At least group stuff. They still had individual work to get to.

The company was in a mess and until their schedules could be rearranged, they were on leave. Until further notice, at least.

"Haya, you don't want to starve yourself do you? Imagine how much Yoongi will think we can't even take care of you when he isn't here? He'll never leave you with us alone ever again." He pleaded with me, hand rubbing up and down my back.

I shook my head, silently hiccuping into Mira's dress. My hands remained wrapped tightly around despite all their efforts.

I felt another, smaller hand lay atop my head. The gentlest of pressure adding as he crouched down in front of Mira.

"Will you eat at least for us Haya?" Jimin's soft voice questioned, close to my ear. He got the same answer Jin got, which was nothing. "Please Haya, just one teenie tiny bite?"

I heard Jin sigh when I shook my head for the hundredth time that morning. Jin had been trying for quite the while now.

"I'll even buy you the biggest ice cream from that cafe you love to go to if you eat." He tried next, his hand not leaving my head the entire time. His breath tickling my ear ear. Blowing back strands of hair.

But all I wanted was to shout 'I don't want ice cream, I want my Oppa back safe and sound'. Of course I didn't shout it out. I'd never do such a thing to Jimin. He was only trying to help me. Too bad all I wanted just then was to be left alone.

That's exactly when the door to their apartment opened. Jin jumped to his feet -I could tell by the dip of the couch - and Jimin, though remained crouched, twisted around to watch the entrance. Even Mira tensed.

"Joonie! Any news?" Jin asked as he hurried over to the door. At least that's the direction his doorstep faded.

His words had me blotting upright, eyes wide and glassy with unshed tears. I was desperate for the answer Namjoon would give. However, the moment I sat up I felt dizzy and flopped right back to the couch.

"Did she eat?" That was Jungkook. He, Hobi and Namjoon had headed out with their managers to look for Suga in possible places he could've disappeared to. Worst yet, no one could get ahold of BangPD-nim either.

Mira, looking worried, helped me sit upright again. When I opened my eyes, Jungkook was kneeling in front of me. His round doe eyes filled with worry.

I lifted my gaze over to where Namjoon was talking with Jin softly. Hobi had removed his shoes and headed to the kitchen in search of water. My attention was diverted back to the boy kneeling in front of me when he spoke.

"Haya," his voice was soft as he called for my attention. I looked down at him, the only indication he got that I was listening. It was enough for him as he went on. "This is very important, can you tell me something?"

It was sweet how he was treating me as if I was fragile glass that could snap any second. I couldn't blame him really. Not when I felt so myself.

I slowly nodded my head in reply, not wanting a repeat of earlier. Moving too fast and getting dizzy I mean. I was functioning with an empty stomach.

Jimin shot him a puzzled look, which was promptly ignored.

"Do you remember when you last saw Hyung? Maybe even spoke to him? Anything?" He asked softly, hands places on either side of me. On either side of my thighs. I could feel the heat radiating from them. That was how close he placed his hands beside me.

I shook my head. Not because I didn't remember. I did. However the last time I saw or spoke to Suga, Jungkook was right with me.

"I-in the-the car. Th-the night of N-Neul-ah's p-p-party. W-wh-with you. After... I slept with him, b-b-but when Jin Oppa woke me up he-he-he wasn't..." I broke off crying, unable to finish.

Jimin shot Jungkook an exasperated look. I saw it right before I buried my face in my palms. I knew what it was for too.

I'd been crying since the time I woke up and they calmed me down so hardly. I couldn't really blame him for being so exasperated with me. I'd be too I'd I was in their shoes.

I felt larger pair of hands engulf mine, but he didn't try removing my hands from my face. He just held them.

"Haya, I need your help with something. Will you help me?" Jungkook asked softly, giving my hand a gentle reassuring squeeze.

Sniffing I removed my hand on my own. I wiped my eyes on my sleeves before looking back at him. His earnest doe eyes stared back at me and I didn't have the heart to refuse. Even if I didn't want to, I found myself nodding my head in agreement.

He busted out his bunny smile at my answer and I was a goner. I couldn't even feel remorse over agreeing when I was not in the mind state to help anyone. He reached up and cupped my face with that adorable smile in place.

"Actually we can't get inside genius lab. I was hoping Haya could help us." He said happily. Don't get me wrong. He was worried as all of us over Suga being missing. This was just him trying to lighten up the mood, not show how much he was worried and scared.

I looked at him puzzled. "Jin Oppa knows the passcode."

Jungkook shook his head. "But he isn't Eunha. He doesn't know genius lab like you do. You might find something we missed." He insisted.

My mouth popped in an 'o' and I nodded my head. If it was going to help find Oppa, I'd do anything. I just can believe he wasn't here with me right now. It wasn't like him to disappear without telling anything.

However when I tried standing up, Jungkook quickly held me back down on the couch. I gave him a puzzled look and he shook his head at me with a small smile.

"Not until you eat something Haya. I don't want you fainting on us." He said, giving me a hard look. When I look down, he sighed and added, "Haya, you can hardly stand up on your own, you can't stay out looking for Hyung for hours if you don't eat something."

"I haven't eaten still too, how about we both have an early brunch and we can head out to genius lab. What do you say?" He asked, holding out his hand when I still said nothing.

Slowly, with utmost reluctance, I slipped my hand into his.

Guilt stabbed into my heart when I heard more than one sigh of relief. It twisted around deeper when I noticed the brightened up faces around me and a weight being lifted off their shoulder at my action.

I wasn't a burden to them. I knew that. But me acting childish and selfish is being a liability to everyone. Even if they didn't think it or say it out loud, I knew I was being a nuisance.

Jungkook helped me up to my feet, cupping my face between his palms when I was upright. "Don't worry, we'll find Hyung. Somehow." He whispered, a smile in his lips, not quite touching his eyes, but reassuring.

I nodded my head, not saying anything. I felt the tears pooling in my eyes will start to spill uncontrollably again if I opened my mouth.

Giving my cheeks a playful pinch he turned to Jin.

"Jin Hyung! Do we have anything to eat?" He called to the elder male, his voice light. He was trying so hard to stay strong for us. I was worried about who was staying strong for him.

I could see Jimin and Tae gravitating towards each other for strength. The elder three were too busy looking for Suga and talking to their managers and staff. Mira-chan and everyone else was being their for me. Jungkook was being strong for everyone, so who was being his pillar to lean on?

No, the others weren't ignoring him on purpose. If anything, I don't think they could see the hurt in his eyes, or the stiffness in his posture, or the force behind his smile. They were too worried themselves to notice these little things.

Jungkook was good at hiding his feelings. A little too good.

I knew I had to do something. Just not now.

If their is one thing I learnt about bangtan's Maknae, it was that he hated being fussed over. If he was hiding what he was feeling he didn't want to worry his Hyung's.

I was broken out of my review when I felt a pair of chopsticks placed on my hand.

Looking around I found myself already in the dining table. Jungkook seated opposite me already digging into his food. Jin was beside. His worry covered by the small smile in lips as he motioned me to eat.

I understood why Jungkook would hide his worry from them. They already had a lot to deal with. Which meant I'll have to make sure Jungkook's okay on my own. But for now we'll concentrate on finding Oppa.

Their was a time and place for everything. Now wasn't the time to confront Jungkook or console him.

A/N~

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