Requested by @charltonlow :)
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"Hyung! I want to go to the convenience store and buy something to eat real quick," Jungkook called to Namjoon, who was changing into a new shirt. Their concert in LA had just ended, and all the members were busy catching up with their breaths. "Could you also grab me something random?" Jimin asked with pouty lips.
"You mean something to eat?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "If you don't tell me specifically, I might end up bringing back a pack of condoms-"
"I WANT SOME TTEOKBOKKI PLEASE, JEON JUNGKOOK!" Jimin exclaimed, slapping the maknae's chest. "Okay, okay, chill out, hyung. Does anyone else want anything?" He raised his voice and asked his hyungs loudly. "A cola would be nice," Yoongi raised a hand. "Thanks, by the way." The rest listed out their orders and Jungkook kept them in mind, swinging his bag over his shoulder as he strided outside, but not before putting a black mask on to hide his identity.
The weather was cool and windy that night. It was almost twelve at night, and Jungkook wouldn't stop yawning, eager to get some sleep later at the hotel. With pace and alacrity, he half-jogged towards the store, glad to see the lights still on. There was only a female employee at the counter, which Jungkook was grateful for because that meant he didn't have to deal with any noisy fans.
Soon, his hands were full of snacks and drinks. Sighing in relief, Jungkook stepped back out in the air, enjoying the breeze that blew onto his neck, giving him a refreshed feeling. He was too drained out to notice, however, that someone was possibly following him. He was simply humming one of their songs, walking quickly, hoping to return to the hotel as soon as he could. He had completely no idea that anyone was behind him. Their managers and staff members had reminded them of similar situations, but he was feeling too drowsy to remember anyways.
The young idol could already see the hotel ahead of him. He walked faster, letting out a relieved chuckle. He had finally arrived, with his legs sorer than ever, and his muscles too tight to be able to relax. He was just about to walk into the lobby when a hand went around his neck, and another one clamped over his mouth.
Eyes widening in horror, Jungkook tried to yell, but of course, with the cold hand on his mouth, he could barely breathe and so his screams were muffled and useless. More footsteps edged closer, and no matter how hard Jungkook tried to struggle and break out of the person's grip, he was still stuck there, and as a result, the grip on his neck was even tighter. "If you want to breathe, don't flail around," said a deep, harsh voice. Assuming it was the man who had gotten ahold of his neck, Jungkook silenced, biting his lip as he whimpered slightly, gasping for air.
"Now, we don't want to hurt you, so if you cooperate, it'll be a win-win – you'll be able to survive and the boss will give us the money," the man said, kicking his shin as a threat. Jungkook tried his best to nod and stay calm, but his trembling figure said otherwise. His mind was a mess, and all he could think about was to breathe. He felt nauseous and was almost choking at how hard the man was holding him. Another pair of arms entering the scene as ropes were tied and tightened around his whole body.
"Put him in the sack," someone commanded. Horrified, Jungkook choked out a sob, whining as he flailed. He couldn't help the reflex action, but the man simply took this as a hint of him trying to escape and punched him in the stomach, making him double over. It was dark everywhere, with the street lights off, and Jungkook couldn't see anything at all. All he knew was that the punching was making him extremely uncomfortable. A hard one came at his stomach, and he couldn't help but gag, throwing up stomach bile all over the ground.
"Stop making a mess!" The man pinched his ear. "Or else we'll have to be more violent on you."
That was when the maknae heard a car pull up nearby. A bag made of rough material (he assumed it was a sack) was thrown onto him and he was trapped in it. One of the men tied a rope around the sack, dragging it along them. Jungkook was tossed and dragged on the ground, thrown into the car, and stuffed into a corner. The engine started up the car, and so they began to speed down the road. The drive was extremely fast, and Jungkook could hear the men talking to each other. All he could make out from their conversations was that he was being kidnapped and about to be sold to somewhere terrifying.
Jungkook, however, didn't dare make a sound. He was shivering, his eyes watery and his heart yearning for his hyungs. He just wanted to be under their care at the moment, somewhere safe and warm, not being roughly treated and thrown into a sack. Clenching his fists tight, he couldn't help but notice that, amongst his fear, his bladder had let loose. A warm and sticky feeling spread all over his pants, and he couldn't help the soft cries that came afterward. The men, obviously, had heard him and opened the sack to see what was going on. When they did, all of them jeered loudly, tying the sack back up as they kicked it purposely.
Jungkook couldn't help but burst into tears. "H-hyung..!" He whimpered loudly, as tears rolled down his cheeks. "Will this kid ever shut up?" One of the men shouted in annoyance. "Drake calm down-" Jungkook heard footsteps and a moment later he was punched in the stomach. "Better keep your mouth shut unless you want another one." The guy who punched him sneered.
Jungkook coughed quietly and decided not to make any noise for the rest of the trip to who-knows-where. The ride continued, and so did the men's conversations. Jungkook was strong enough to stay conscious, despite the bruises he had. He thought about his hyungs. If only he didn't go out...
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"When is Kookie coming back?" Jimin pouted, missing the maknae's touch. "Chill, I'm sure he'll be back in a minute." Yoongi replied, not taking his eyes away from his phone. "Hyung," Namjoon said, trying to be calm, "it's been 2 hours. And if I'm not wrong, the walk to the convenience store and back again is only about 15 minutes." "I miss him." Jimin bit his lip. Seokjin sat down next to him and sighed. Dinner was getting cold, and everyone has called Jungkook at least a thousand times each, but he never answered (I wonder why) and everyone was worried to death. Taehyung walked into the living room with his phone in his hands. Everyone (even Yoongi) turned to him with hopeful looks on their faces. Hoseok, who was usually excited and bubbly, appeared next to the second youngest, shaking his head. "UGH!"
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Jimin's POV
"UGH!" I shouted. What's up with that kid?? Where is he?? Suddenly, my phone chimed. Everyone looked at me, then at my phone. I quickly picked it up and my eyes lit up at seeing the name of the sender. "Hey he texted me!" I exclaimed. I opened the chat eagerly, but...
"No."
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Seokjin's POV
"No."
"No?? What do you mean n-" but before I could finish my sentence, Jimin started crying. What the heck?? I quickly snatched the phone from him and looked at the chat.
🍪🐰Muscle Kook🐰🍪
Jin: Kook?
Jin: Where are you?
Jin: Please come back now
JK: You have to help.
JK: My crew has your golden maknae, Jeon Jungkook. We are heading to *** *******.
JK: He is in serious danger. Come ASAP. Don't worry, I am on your side. Please hurry. Boss won't go easy on him.
🔘 Press to listen to audio
"What, what, what?" Yoongi looked at the sobbing Jimin and pale faced Seokjin. Seokjin pressed the audio button, unconsciously holding his breath.
"H-hyung!" Everyone's eyes widened. "Jungkook!" Taehyung gasped. "Will this kid ever shut up??"
"Drake, calm down-" *punch* *coughs* "DRAKE! YOU'RE HURTING HIM-"
The audio came to an end. Everyone froze and stared at each other in horror. Jimin kept sobbing but no one was comforting him, they were too shocked to do so. Then Taehyung started to weep as well. As Hoseok and Namjoon tried to comfort them, Yoongi looked at Seokjin. "What do we do now.." Yoongi whispered, his bottom lip trembling. "I..." Seokjin stammered, "I don't k-know.."
To be continued...
Just wanted to say thanks to @Shining_Kaylaa, bestie helped me a lot with this <3