TW: Mentions of abuse
(please do not read if you are not comfortable)

"Are we going to hurt someone?"

Hoseok questions his wide eyes fixated on the extremely dodgy looking briefcase.

"No we are going to shove a parrot up someone's ass, what'd you think?"

Yoongi snorts, placing the ominous case on the coffee table, his eyes sparkled with mischief.

"What's in it?" Jin questions tilting his head to the side, questioningly.

Yoongi simply smirks opening up the briefcase, the others are silent processing the item that was placed in front of them.

"Guns?" Jungkook questioned, humming lightly as he tapped his fingers against the coffee table.

Yoongi laughs.

"Not actual guns the bullets are replaced with something much less harmful. I think."

Yoongi picks up one of the guns, assessing it closely.

"Less harmful?!" Jimin pointed at the lethal looking weapon scoffing as he raised an eyebrow.

"The bullets are replaced with shots." Yoongi spoke clearly, unloading the gun.

He held the small peculiar looking bullet, holding it up to everyone so they could see.

"It will pretty much knock someone out yet it won't kill them."

"I know we're still too young to murder, but the thought had passed my mind."

Yoongi cheekily grins at Jungkook who laughed softly at the elder.

"Wait how did you get these."

Jin picks up one of the guns giving Yoongi a curious stare.

"Let's not get to that, all y'all need to know is that I saved your asses and we have some weapons."

Everyone nodded almost hesitantly the elder was questionable at times but right now their priority was Taehyung.

"How do we find Taehyung exactly?"

Jungkook sighs frustratedly ruffling his hair, Jin rubs the younger's back comfortingly.

Namjoon clears his throat, smirking cockily as he stood by the door.

"This is where I come in."

The boy slips out his laptop from it's case, opening it up the others gather round the other.

"I found out that there were cctv cameras outside of this apartment."

"I guess the idiot who had got away with Taehyung forgot about that."

Jungkook feels hopeful, although still a little anxious.

He bites his lip, heaving a sigh.

"While I was away I took a look at the footage, and I managed to note down the cars licence plate."

Jimin sighs in relief, knowing that they had a chance of getting to his best friend.

"So what do we do now?"

Hoseok questions, his head tilted to the side a small smirk playing on his lips.

"We track them down."

—

"J-Jun I'm s-sorry."

Taehyung sat on the cold marble ground, shattered glass surrounded the boy.

Jun glared angrily at the boy.

"Clean this shit up you fucking bitch or I'll make you pay for it another way."

Jun glares coldly at the weakened boy, shards of glass had cut the others hands blood was dripping on the white floor.

As Jun left, Taehyung still sat on the floor unmoving.

As the boy stood up, the glass beneath his foot crunched one of the sharps digging into the sole of his foot.

Taehyung didn't even flinch, he couldn't feel anything. He couldn't feel the pain of the glass digging into his fragile skin.

The boy felt the horrid taste of metal rise up his throat, he coughed up the red liquid he had become so used to seeing.

His heart yearned for Jungkook, although he told himself he was here for all good.

At least Jungkook wouldn't get hurt.

I would die at some point anyways, but just not next to you.