Jin sat on the couch, his head in his hands. Jimin was balling his eyes out. He was throwing a tantrum. He wanted to be with his brother. He wanted him.

Jin's friends were there too. They had seen the CCTV the school. They had seen him getting taken away by someone in the recording. But it was nearly impossible to make out the features of the person.

"Minie, dear, please calm down. We're trying our best. We will definitely find Yoonie."

His voice shook and was almost inaudible. The oldest of all had tears in his eyes too, but he couldn't cry. He has to stay strong for the toddler.

"No!! I want hyungie!! I want him!!!" he screamed. More tears pouring out of his eyes as he laid in the bed, throwing his limbs here and there.

"Namjoon hyung, do you think we should contact the police and show them the recording from school we brought?" Taehyung asked, looking at the toddler whose sobs made his own heart clench with sorrow.

"Shouldn't we wait for 48 hours?" Jungkook asked. Namjoon shook his head.

"No. It's a kidnapping case. We should definitely go."

Jin got up from the couch in an instant.

"I'll go too." Jin said, his eyes unfocused and he looked like he was gonna have a panic attack. The oldest wasn't taking the situation too well. Taehyung and Jungkook exchanged glares. Namjoon sighed, walking up to the oldest.

"But hyung, someone should stay with Jimin."

Namjoon said, looking at the toddler who was now sobbing into the pillow, to tired to scream and throw tantrums.

"I'll stay." Hoseok stepped in. "Hyung, you can go. I'll look after Jimin."

He smiled slightly and went to give the oldest a hug. The others joined too.
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The boy's eyes fluttered open. For a second, he thought he had gone blind because of how dark it was in wherever the world he was at the moment.

He wanted to scream, but his voice was gone. The silence was driving him insane. But it was soon broken by a lady entering the room. He could see from the small amount of light that was coming from the opening of the door, the lady having a black party outfit and a snake tattoo on her neck.

A snake tattoo. The boy's eyes filled with tears. He knew who it was.

"Baby? How have you been? Mommy missed you."

He could imagine her smirk and her hand holding a belt. His eyes widen when he saw what she was actually holding. A gun.

She lit up a small candle placed it on a dusty table at the corner.

"You were having a lot of fun I see. But how could you have fun without your mommy?"

She pouted. Yoongi almost gagged at the sight. She pulled out her old tablet and placed it on the table, screen facing the boy tied up on the chair.

"Tell me your phone number."

She demanded.

"You'll get exactly 20 minutes to talk to whoever you want before I shoot your head off. "

His tears finally started rolling down his cheeks. He wasn't scared for losing his life. But he knew his brother would go insane without him.

But he needed to face the reality. With a small smile on his face, he told the old lady, who's apparently his mom, his number as she face time on that number.

The call was received. Yoongi saw Hoseok with wide eyes looking at him.

"Yoongi, where are you? Whom are you with?! "

He asked, his voice laced with concern for the brunet.

"He's with his own mother, bitch. And listen, you two can do all types of love talk for 20 minutes. But after that, I'll shoot him right in front of you. I'll go finish my movie by the time."

She flipped her hair and walked out of the 'basement', slamming the door shut and making sure to lock the door.

The brunet stirred up while being tied up on the chair, letting out a whimper as a cry for help.

"Yoongi, listen, I need you to calm down. We'll find you for sure. Uh.. Do you know we're you are??"

His voice shook and fear was clear in it. The child could only shed more tears in return. The room had no windows. The child couldn't even make out if it was day or night.

"Hang in there sweetheart. We're coming for you. I'll off the camera but keep the call on. Okay?"

Yoongi let out a small hum that was almost inaudible. Hoseok knew he just had to do things quick.
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For the love of god, they have managed to figure out the place from the call. Namjoon and Jin are on their way with the cops.

"Yoonie, are you there?"

Jin asked as Hoseok held up the phone in front of him. Jimin was sound asleep and Namjoon was carrying him. They gave up on his tantrums. A moment of silence before a soft voice was heard.

"H-Hyung..."

Jin's eyes widen when he heard the broken voice of the kid. He sounded so scared.

"Yoonie, we are comi-"

"Looks like someone is sending help for Yoonie, huh?" A giggle was heard after that sentence was said.

"I-It's her. Yoongi's mom!!" Hoseok yelled, shaking Jin by his shoulder.

"Fine. I have enough bullets kill all of you. See Ya later!!" She said, cutting the call.

She cut the call. Panic rose inside them.

"Sir, you j-just heard what she said. Please walk faster."

"Don't worry Mr. Jung, we already had enough evidence, and now this. Were almost at our destination."
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"How dare you call for help?!" She slapped the kid hard across the face.

"Now suffer." She kicked him on the stomach three times, then used the belt to whip his hands and legs.

She didn't show any mercy on the kid and continued whipping him as hard as she can. Yoongi didn't dare opening his mouth. For he knew if he did, the abuse will just get worse.

"I hate you so damn much, you know?? I'm so tired of you. Let's erase your existence from thus world, shall we?"

She said smirking, pointing the gun on his chest.

"Put your hands up, lady!!" Someone shouted from outside that stirred the almost unconscious boy back to being fully aware. Three police men came inside the room, pointing their guns at the lady. Yoongi heard her curse under her breadth for not locking the door.

"You are under arrest for kidnapping, abuse and murder attempt." one of the police spoke, gesturing the other two to handcuff her.

"I'll shoot him if you move."

She pulled the trigger a bit. But the police officers didn't stop approaching her.

"I'm warning you for the last time. Don't. Come. Near. Me. "

The police didn't show any fear and kept coming case to her.

"That's it. Now, ya'll watch your dear Yoonie die in front of you."

She smirked and pulled the trigger.

Bang!!

The room fell silent. Yoongi let out a small whimper of pain when he felt someone hugging his bruise-covered body. He felt the grip slowly loosen. The standing body in front of him dropped on the floor.

"Jin Hyung!!" he heard Jungkook yell, but he didn't really know what was going on, but he did see tears in his eyes.

Jungkook ran to him and sat down in the floor, in front of him, placing his head on his lap.

That's when the pain stuck Jin. He groaned, tears slowly filling his eyes. Jungkook pressed the wound on his stomach to stop it from bleeding too much. He whimpered at the touch.

Yoongi's mom was shocked. The police took the chance to handcuff her. Yoongi wiggled in the chair. Taehyung noticed it and walked towards him, untying him. As soon as he was free. He dropped on his knees in front of Jin, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Hyung!!"

He took Jin's hand. Even though Jin's eyes weren't focused on a fixed object, he did recognize the touch.

"Why did you do that, hyung!!!"

He said, gripping his hyung's hand tightly. Jin could finally think clearly. The pain then struck him. He wailed out loudly while lying on Jungkook's lap.

"Help.."

He whispered.

"I-I don't wanna d-die.."

He crocked out.

"Nothing will happen to you-someone call the freaking ambulance!!" Hoseok yelled.

"I already did!" Taehyung shouted. Jimin was still sleeping, totally unaware of the situation. Namjoon stood behind the boys, carrying Jimin while the others were kneeled down in front of Jin.

Tears rolled down his pink, flushed cheeks. The pain was unbearable.

"Y-Yoonie-"

Before he could say any further, rough coughs wracked out of his throat. He covered his mouth with his hand, coughing as hard as possible.

He was starting to struggle to breathe.

"When is the freaking ambulance gonna come?!"

Hoseok screamed, desperate for help.

Taehyung and Jungkook were totally shocked and could only cry silently. Hoseok was sobbing loudly into his hands while repeatedly telling Jin to not close his eyes.

Namjoon was the only one who didn't cry. But you can see his eyes red from holding in the tears. He couldn't even go inside. He stood outside with Jimin in his arms, who looked ever so peacefully asleep. Only if he knew what was happening...

With one sudden rough cough, the boy's body fell limp on his youngest boy's arms. Everyone eyes went wide. Hoseok let out a horrified wail.

Red.

Blood..

His eyes rolled on the back of his head and face fell sideways. Dark, red liquid rolled out of his mouth.

"HYUNG NO!!"

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The ambulance had arrived. They said only one can go. But all the boys were stubborn and they were forced to let all of them go.  The panicked boys were relieved when they knew Jin passed out just due to blood loss and he should be fine.

Namjoon stared at the floor of the van.

"Why did they say he should be fine? He will be fine... He definitely will..."
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Jin groan softly and blinked his eyes, trying to adjust his sight in the bright room. As soon as he was completely conscious, the sounds of machines beeping filled his ears.

"Jin hyung, how are you feeling right now??" he recognized that voice as Namjoon's. Jin just groan in return.

"I'll call the doctor."

The doctor was brought in. The doctor slowly pulled him into a sitting position, making sure to not hurt his wound. He started checking Jin vitals and other stuff that Namjoon didn't really understand.

"He's fine. The bullet thankfully didn't cause any internal damages. And he coughed up blood just due to a tear in his throat. We'll still keep an eye on him and he should be able to go home after a few weeks." The doctor said to Namjoon, then smiled at Jin.

"Your other family members are here to meet you." he said and went out of the room.

"Jin hyung!!" Taehyung, Jungkook and Hoseok entered the room at once, yelling the oldest name.

"Appa!!" Jimin managed to wiggle out of Hoseok's hold and climbed in Jin's bed.

"Careful! Don't touch his wounded area."

"I know!!" the toddler almost shouted with a pout and hugged Jin by his neck, burying his head on his shoulder. The others laughed at the boy's cuteness. Jin quietly wrapped a hand around his small body.

"Minie?"

He toddler whined, letting out a sob afterwards. Jin cooed at the boy and patted his back.

"Appa is fine, minie." he smiled.

"Uh... Yoonie?"

He called the boy who was silently standing in front of the chaos, his head hanging low, but his tear-stained cheeks were visible.

"Come to me, sweetie." he said in a sweet voice.

"No."

The brunet denied straight up, causing the others to frown.

"You are here because of me. I should be the one laying on that bed, not you. I'm a curse." he said in an emotionless voice, another fresh batch of tears flowed down his cheeks.

"No, yoonie. It's not your fault, okay? Don't blame yourself, hmm? I don't regret saving you at all."

He stayed silent, and still.

"I'll fly for you till your wings are healed enough to fly by itself. I'll protect you till the last feather in my wings get withered."

Jin smiled to himself.

"I promise, Yoonie.."

The others watched from far, tears glistening in their eyes while they had a smile on their faces.

"Now come here, I need your hug."

Jin said dramatically, with a pout. The brunet smiled and slowly approached the older. He was barely close to him and Jin immediately pulled him into the hug. The others slowly stepped in too and hugged their eldest friend, making sure to not hurt him.

Jimin looked up at Jin with a pout and spoke.

"When will you go home, Appa??"

Jin did his signature windshield laugh, cracking the others up too.

"Soon, minie."

THE END~~

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Today is my birthday and I'm not interested one bit in celebrating it and on top of that-I'm sick*sigh*

Anyways.. Jin probably got discharged a few weeks later and they lived happily ever after. Whatever you wanna conclude, you can do that.

So, it's the end of the series. I loved the process of writing it and reading your comments. Thanks for reading my trash and voting for it.

Have a nice day! Bye!