"Holy shit."

Yoongi pockets away the phone quickly thinking it'd be better if the supposed evidence was kept confidential.

The male puffs out a breath of exhaustion, as he stares blankly at the lifeless looking body that lay on the ground.

He winces as he notices the painful looking bullet wound, blood was seeping through the poor guys shirt and if he bled any more he'd surely die.

Something like that anyways.

Yoongi rolls his eyes as he removes his rather expensive coat, using it to wrap around the males waist to try prevent any more blood loss.

It should've surely terrified the young boy but he didn't react to it instead he swung his keys around his finger loosely, humming to himself quietly as he awaited the arrival of the ambulance.

Where would he go to look for Jungkook?

He had a doubt that Jun was involved in some pretty sketchy shit, but the boy would've never have in a million years have thought it'd be something related to the mafia?!

The boys mind were in some odd perturbed mess, and he damned Jun for being the main cause of it all.

Sirens wail loudly in the distance and the male is immediately on alert, as he runs outside flailing his arms about frantically, his breathing heavy.

He looks back to see other male passed out on the floor, gradually his skin was seeming to become paler, the boy panicked.

What next?

—

"Jagi?"

"No."

"Daddy?"

"What the fuck no."

"Papi?"

"Shut the fuck up."

Jin wheezed as he slapped his knee throwing back his head as he roared in laughter while his boyfriend sat at the other end of the couch, unimpressed.

"What, you said you wanted a nickname?"

Namjoon rolls his eyes at the boy, crossing his arms as he sulks grumpily.

Jin pouts.

"Okay fine I'll-"

"H-Holy shit."

Both boys jump up a little as they hear their front door swing open, Hoseok stumbles into the living room panting heavily.

"How did yo-"

"JUNGKOOK HAS GONE MISSING AND TAE IS IN HOSPITAL!"

"Also Jun's got out of prison but that's just irrelevant."

Jin immediately pushes himself off the couch, his eyes widening more each second as Hoseok rambles on about the situation pausing briefly to take a deep breath.

"Irrelevant?!"

The eldest male cracks his knuckles as he almost growls in aggravation, he'd make sure to give Jun a good punch or two.

Namjoon sighs as he also stands up from the couch, he'd wondered how so much could happen in such a small space of time.

Heck they didn't even know until now.

"We've got to go."

Jin nods along with Hoseok, and Namjoon quickly packs away his laptop he'd make sure to get a fair amount of research done about Jun while they were on their way to the hospital.

They'd make sure he wouldn't get away this time.

—

Jungkook manages to peel his eyes open, his wrists were strapped to a chair and he seemed to be at some sort of dodgy looking warehouse?

Dim lights, the sound of water dripping just added to the eery tension, it was cold too cold, and the boy shivered he couldn't feel anything it was as though he were numb.

His eyes scan around the unfamiliar area, his eyebrows furrowing up in confusion as he tries to remember what the fuck happened.

"Hello."

The boys gaze flits over to the doorway where Jun stood, smirking smugly with crossed arms, enjoying seeing the other so vulnerable and helpless.

"Fuck you."

Jungkook tries to shift around in his chair, but let's out a grunt of pain as he feels his bullet wound irritate at the movement.

It felt like the bullet were still in him, he glares at Jun as he lets out another small hiss of pain feeling the bullet shift a little.

"It hurts doesn't it?"

Jun let's out a chuckle, sweeping his fingers through his brown hair as he smiles at the boy glancing at the watch on his wrist from time to time.

As though he were waiting, waiting for something to happen.

It unnerved Jungkook just a little, the way the male was looking at him as if he were already a dead corpse.

"No shit."

Jungkook deadpans, as he hisses quietly every time he tried to move his body to supposedly try find relief, the bullet seemed to just push deeper into his stomach.

He looked down at himself, to see his white shirt was dampened with blood, the ropes tied around his waist seemed to tighten around the wound, making the pain even worse.

"Don't move it'll make it worse, stupid boy."

The boy scoffs, as his eyes narrow towards the other male who stood calm.

"Who are you to help me?"

Jun shrugs, his stupid smirk still evidential as he kicks about a small rock on the damp concrete floor.

"Suit yourself, it's not like you'll be alive anytime soon."

His words echoed around the empty place, it should've really scared the young boy although it didn't.

Jungkook groans, he just wanted his boyfriend to be safe that's all he hoped for at this point he didn't even care if it meant he'd die, it was worth it.

His experience in the past, had trained him very well for situations like this.

Jun in his opinion, was pathetic.

Pathetic to even think that this would stop him.

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