Imprisoned

Chapter 48: What i used to be

Jungkook  tried to sleep over the sound of the two elders arguing.
He sat himself up, his eyes squinting as he tried to focus on the two sitting on the ground.

"We can't separate are you crazy. Namjoon thinks we are in Jeju with Jennie and the others and if we separate that would only make matters worse."
Suddenly a phone that was sitting on the ground between them rang and the two men looked down in horror.

"It's probably Namjoon again you take it." Jin slapped the phone towards Hoseok's legs.
"I'm not picking it up are you insane." Hoseok scooted himself away from the phone.
"Hes probably suspicious we're not answering. He called like twelve times today. You pick it up and he'll stop calling." Jin said.

"No. I refuse. The minute we take that call he's going to want to talk to Jennie. And I don't know if you haven't noticed Hyung but Jennie isn't here."

"Then impersonate her."

Hoseok cringed. "I'm not going to impersonate Jennie."

"You have to." Seokjin huffed. "This is second time I've lost Jennie. The second. He's going to rip off my head."

"And ripping off mine is better?"
Jin nodded not even letting the question simmer.

Hoseok's mouth feels agape. "Hyung." He said hurt.
"Ok whatever. We rock paper scissor it."

"Fine."

"Rock."

"Paper."

"Scissor-"

Suddenly the phone got crushed.
The two sitting in between watched in disbelief as Jungkook crushed the phone with his foot by stomping it multiple times. The ringtone stopped and Jungkook didn't stop until it looked like nothing was left of the phone.

"My phone..." Jin's eyebrows fell as he watched his phone get murdered right in front of him.

Jungkook ended it with a twist and finally stepped back. "There. No more arguing about who gets to answer the calls. Just come up with a plan."

"Yah." Hoseok mumbled. Jungkook huffed and headed for the door.

"Where do you think you're going." The man stood up following after him.

"I'm going for a walk."
"Don't you think it's a bad idea to head off on your own-" his words were interrupted by the slam of the door.
Hoseok sighed. He opened the door poking his head out barley catching Jungkook walk down the stairs.
"Come back soon."
No response.

Hoseok closed the door and stared at the knob in his hand in silence.
Well almost silent.

He turned around to look at Jin who sat on his knees taking the broken bits of what used to be his phone in his hand.
"That brat, how dare he do this...." he whined.

Hoseok walked towards the eldest giving him comfort over his loss.

-

It was a cold night in Seoul.
His thoughts weren't clear and his mind was one where on its own. He was lost.
Things had gotten out of hand. And now he's on the edge.