It's You

Kim Taehyung

      "Hey. Wake up!"
      Groaning, I lift my spinning head to see Yoongi glaring down at me. I rub my bleary eyes and resist the urge to throw up.
      "What time is it?" I huff, stretching out my sore muscles. Glancing around for Jimin, I frown when I'm alone on the couch. "Where's Jimin?"
He scoffs. "He took off last night, done with your shit. You have to go to work or you'll be late. If apologize to your man if I was you. He was really pissed off seeing you all over my boyfriend." He raises a brow.
Blushing slightly, I sit up and fix my shirt. "Uh, sorry about that. I was really drunk." Was Jimin actually jealous of it, though? Does he really maybe want to be with me? I can dream...
"Yeah, obviously. But Jimin's pregnant and it's not good for him to be taking off on his own so you need to check up on him." He reprimands me. Rightly so. God, why did I even drink at all? Bad things always happen when I drink.
I head into the bathroom to wash my face and mouth before grabbing my coat to leave. Hoseok is already gone for work while Yoongi locks up after me, once again with a pithy look my direction.

Sighing, I unlock the door to our house to discover a dark and empty home. I check all the rooms to see Jimin not here. Frowning, I wonder if he's so mad he went to stay with someone else but that's very unlike him and, to be honest, he doesn't have many friends other than me and Yoonseok.
Deciding maybe he went for a walk to avoid me, I jump in the shower and ready myself for work.

      Jin is a little subdued when I arrive at work. He sits at the counter waiting for me alongside our deliveries.
      "Hey, sorry I'm late." I smile.
       He shakes his head with a smile. "It's okay. I was...zoned out anyway." He bites his lip and fidgets.
      "You okay?"
      Sighing, he gives up the illusion. "No. Yeah, not really...shit, I don't know." He looks up at me with wide fearful eyes. "I think Joonie is cheating on me."
     I look at him in surprise. "What? Why would he do that? He's got you." I say gently. Trying to cheer him up. "Do you have any proof?"
      Paling slightly, he pulls out a handful of papers. "I've been paranoid for awhile but wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Finally, I had enough and broke into his phone and printed off all his recent texts." Tears fill his eyes as he hands me the papers. "He is. Tae, he's fucking cheating on me! I've given him everything and yet he still does this to me! The worst part..." He pauses to take a deep breath, looking sick.
      I wait nervously for some reason as if the drama is my own. "He's cheating with...Yoongi."
     I freeze up completely. No. There's no way. Yoongi loves Hoseok. He'd never do such a thing! "That's impossible! Yoongi loves Hoseok. He wouldn't cheat!" I deny adamantly.
     He laughs bitterly. "I would have thought the same damn thing yesterday! Look!" He points at the front page and right in front of me I read all the sexts between K. Joon and M. Suga. I know for a fact are their stage names when producing for their company.
      "H-how could he do this to him? To you?" I ask, devastated for my friends. Both Jin and Hoseok. And to think Yoongi was pissed I was drunk dancing with hi boyfriend after he, himself, has been cheating on him. The dick.
       Jin breaks down. "What do I do? I love him so much but I can't be with a cheater. I deserve better and I think someone should enlighten Hoseok about this shit too." He chokes.
      Nodding, I pull him into my arms and rub his back reassuringly. "Jimin and I are here for you." I sigh.
       He pulls back and pecks my cheek. "If only I could find a man like you, Taehyung." He sighs longingly making me blush. "I'd never let you slip away. Jimin is one lucky man, even if he doesn't realize it." He smiles.
      My blush deepens. "Stop it."
      Chuckling he nods towards the boxes. "Now that my breakdown is temporarily over, I guess we should get these out."

      I'm exhausted by the time I arrive home but can't help but feel a little apprehension when the house is discovered still empty and dark. "Jimin!" I call, getting worried now.
       I pull out my cell phone and dial his number. Straight to voicemail. The fuck. I dial again and again, leaving pleading messages for him to come home or just call me so I know he's okay.
      Nothing.
      I call Jin and let him know Jimin is missing and he immediately comes to help me look for him since he had a car and wants to avoid Namjoon. We drove for hours before finally heading to the police station.
      I get pissed when they refuse to do anything about it because he's an adult.
      "This is bullshit! He's pregnant! What if he's hurt or something? God!" I punch the wall outside and lower my head, fear for him holding me still.
      Jin leans against the wall, frowning. "We'll keep looking, okay." He pats my shoulder. "We'll find him."
       Shaking my head, I curse. "You're gonna hate it but we have to call Yoongi and Hoseok to help." I sigh.
      Groaning, he moves away. "How did I know you were going there? Fuck!" He kicks the wall.
       "I'm sorry but I need all the help I can get."
       "I know. I'll deal with it for now. Call them and let's get going." He slams the driver's door closed while I climb back into the passenger seat, dialing Hoseok's number.
       He answers right away. "Tae? What's up?"
      I stare out the window with a sick feeling. "Jimin is missing."
      Please, god, baby. Please be okay. I promise I'll find you and keep you safe...