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WARNING: GRAPHIC DEPICTION OF BLOOD, INJURY, AND MINOR CHARACTER'S DEATH

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"Joonie wan daddy!!"

The voice of the desperate cry rebounds in the room, while everyone was on the edge watching in horror.

"Aww, you want your daddy, huh? Then you have to tell him by yourself, Namjoon..." the sarcastic tone of Hakyon can be heard.

"Daddy -" Namjoon sobs. "Daddy - hewp - hewp Joonie -" he begins to hiccup. "Joonie scawed -" he whimpered in sorrow as he squirmed his body, shaking like a leaf.

A few growls can be heard, seething at the hollow pleas. They watched in despair how dishelved the little was. The tear-jerked face was red and smudged with snots. His eyes swollen due to the non-stop crying. He looks exhausted laying on the bed, bawling his eyes out; weeping and hiccupping painfully.

Hakyon shifted closer to Namjoon, zooming the camera to Namjoon's face. He let out an amused chuckle, looking at how miserable Namjoon is right now. It's the utmost satisfaction for him to be able to see the proud and great young man, now looking so vulnerable and weak.

"Poor Joonie. He wants his daddy -" he paused for a second before he turned the phone to his face, grinning like an idiot. "But his daddy hates him, isn't that right, Yoongi?" he taunted and then exploded into a peal of loud laughter.

Yoongi grits his teeth at the mentioned of his name. He can sense the other members were looking at him through his peripheral vision. But his eyes still on the screen in front of him - playing the video.

This morning, when Seokjin was about to get out of the dorm for a quick breakfast take-out (because he's too stressed to cook), he found a small box on the floor. He took it hesitantly, scowling in confusion before he saw a small pen drive in it. Seokjin then called out the rest and they start to pile up on the living room with questionable looks.

Seokjin didn't say anything to them and quickly put the pen drive to the smart tv they've just bought the last two months. Seokjin moves toward the couch and sits beside Yoongi before he pressed the play button.

And everyone was outraged when they saw Namjoon on the screen - obviously crying, laying on the bed with both of his hands and feet been restrained. Everyone just lost their mind at the painful sight.

"Da - daddy..."

Yoongi got teary eyes at the dreadful tone, looking at the screen with a tug on his heart - being helpless that he can't be there for Namjoon.

"If you're wondering why I'm doing this, Yoongi -" Hakyon said as he dragged his voice deliberately to tease the rapper. He smirked to the camera before he moves it to Namjoon and back to his face again. "It's because of you," he further announced.

Yoongi arched his brows in confusion at the sudden confession. "Me?" he murmured while the others were surprised at the revelation.

"Namjoon is my friend, my best friend before he is yours..." states Hakyon, and his smug face shifted to something unreadable but darken with the glint of horridness. "But when he joined BigHit and met with you, he had forgotten about me and Seungwoon. He left us because of you, Min Yoongi..." Hakyon stares at the camera as if he's staring directly at Yoongi.

Yoongi lips split up a little bit with an aw shuck, gawking at the screen that still displaying the emotionless face of Hakyon.

"Wha - what? That's ridiculous! That is so stupid!" Yoongi yelled in anger because he couldn't believe himself that Hakyon had been harboring revenge for something trivial.

Just because Namjoon become his friend? What is this? Some sort of friendship drama of teenage girls?

"Well, in case you still didn't entirely understand because you're too stupid to guess why I'm doing this. You make Namjoon forget me and Seungwoon. You had manipulated Namjoon to become an idol and make him change his mind about hip hop. He never wanted to become an idol. Namjoon hates idol life. But since he met you, he neglected us and break our promise. He had become someone else and that is because of you..." Hakyon told to the camera.

Yoongi clutched both his hand in wrath as he listened to Hakyon's reasoning. It sounded absurd to him and Hakyon is being a pathetic ass that feels bitter for Namjoon's successful life as an idol. Hakyon just couldn't accept that Namjoon had chosen a different path in music and Hakyon had considered his new passion as a betrayal.

That's total bullshit!

"Soooo..."

Namjoon's cried harder when Hakyon grabbed a handful of his hair, coercing him to face the camera. His head rolled in an awkward position and Hakyon chuckles evilly. Yoongi shot up from his seat when he saw the violence but later feel someone's hand had been snatching his wrist. Yoongi turned to see Seokjin, eyes red as he shed the tears.

"So, I want you to experience the feeling when someone had taken away your friend..." Hakyon confessed.

"I'm going to kill you!" Yoongi screamed but he knows it's a futile attempt because Hakyon couldn't hear his voice. However, Yoongi is confident that Hakyon can read how he will react to the video.

"Yoongi..." Seokjin tugged on his hand, trying to calm the said male even though he himself couldn't contain his sorrow and anger at Hakyon's evil deeds.

"Aww, look at this little shit..."

Yoongi and Seokjin tilted their heads to the screen again. When the camera is closer to Namjoon's face, everyone can see the bruises on it. His lips were busted and there's a trail of dried blood on the side of his head. To see their leader, their baby in such a devastating state makes their heart sunk to the pit of their stomach immediately. The anger is bubbling, and they were on the verge of blowing up the rage.

Hakyon will pay for this! They'll make sure Hakyon will regret whatever he had done to Namjoon.

"Say something to your daddy, Joonie..." Hakyon heckled the male as he jerked his hair to the back forcefully.

Namjoon grimaced in pain, slowly opened his swollen eyes, and stares at the camera. His lips quivered and continue to sob. "Da - daddy..."

"Joonie..." everyone said in unison, calling for their baby in anguish.

"Joonie - Joonie wanna go home... pwease daddy... hewp Joonie..."

"Yes, daddy! Please help little Joonie...." Mocked Hakyon with a peal of evil laughter, amused at the innocent plea. He looked into the camera again. Within a second his face turns deadly serious, raising one of his brows before he speaks maliciously. "I won't let you have him again, Min Yoongi!"

A smirk from Hakyon and then the screen turns to black. The video has ended brusquely.

"That motherfucker!" Yoongi hissed in anger. Eyes boring into the screen with so much hatred that he wants to lunge into the screen, grabbing the crazy male and punched his face until no one can recognize him anymore.

Seokjin wasn't able to say anything, being horrified to watch the scene. His tears cascade down through his long eyelashes, too shocked to say a word. Hoseok and Jimin had been crying since they first saw Namjoon when they played the video. Calling for Namjoon even though they know that he can't hear them.

Taehyung eyes fixated on the screen, watching intensely while he fisted his hands into a tight ball. The knuckles had turned to white and his palms now redden as the nail brushed on it. But the pain is nothing to compare with what Namjoon is going through right now.

Taehyung just wants to engulf the leader into a skintight hug, saying that everything is going to be okay. However, he realized it's just a mere talk. Namjoon is suffering alone, hurting with no one on his side. It makes his stomach flipped at the failure of protecting his leader.

Jungkook sees red. From the first second of the video, Jungkook couldn't sit still. When he heard how terrified Namjoon is, Jungkook screamed furiously making the rest jump on their seat. The maknae almost break the tv if Hoseok didn't haul him away from the expensive thing.

Jungkook huffed in defeat but has no intention to put a fight with Hoseok. He just couldn't control his temper at the moment. He just wanted to kill Hakyon for treating Namjoon cruelly.

"We - we have to call the detective..." Seokjin voice cracked in the silence.

Jimin and Taehyung instantly nod their head in agreement. They almost forgot the most significant thing to do at the critical hour. Being too busy with their emotional breakdown instead of acting in a realistic way to save Namjoon.

"I - I'll call him..." volunteered Hoseok when there's no one seems to move to initiate anything. They can't just sit still at this moment because Namjoon is in danger and the police should be informed about the new piece of information.

"Do you think Namjoonie will be happy to see us?"

Hakyon looks at Seungwoon with a wide smile on his face. "Of course, Woonie-ah. He'll be happy to see us. To see you. You know how much he misses you?" he said with an energetic voice. They were in a cab, heading towards the show's venue.

Seungwoon sighed. Not that he doesn't believe Hakyon's words, but he was skeptical about his presence at the award show. He had been avoiding Namjoon since the said male joined BigHit to become an idol. He was mad at Namjoon for leaving him and Hakyon just to woo his dream in music. He was mad because Namjoon decides to become an idol instead of staying true to himself - fighting for hip hop.

Seungwoon knows he was selfish all these while. He feels bitter that Namjoon got the chance to become a trainee, not him or Hakyon. Seungwoon was disappointed that he didn't get a similar opportunity. It's been his dream to do music and to become a popular hip hop artist - together with Hakyon and Namjoon. It's their dream to pursue their music career together.

Therefore, when it's only Namjoon had been given the chance to do so, Seungwoon was upset. He believes that he's talented as Namjoon. But why it's only Namjoon, then? Seungwoon couldn't condone the failure and he blames Namjoon for everything. It's an easy way to escape from his self-loathing. He chose to despise Namjoon for his own inability. It's childish but Seungwoon didn't care about it at that material time. It was satisfying.

When the time goes by and he had been watching Namjoon become an idol and how he had been striving with BTS when they debuted before they finally become a successful idol - Seungwoon was proud of him. He can see how much effort has been put by his friend and how much hardship he has been enduring; Seungwoon was happy for him.

But he was embarrassed at his own demeanor and being self-conscious to even call Namjoon and congratulate him for his achievement. He was doubtful that Namjoon will refuse to talk to him or worst come to worst; Namjoon hates him. What if Namjoon didn't consider him as his friend anymore? The thoughts alone make Seungwoon to coward and he decided not to get in touch with Namjoon.

As such, Seungwoon was surprised when Hakyon come to see him and said that Namjoon had sent the invitation to the award - to both of them. Seungwoon was happy that Namjoon had never forgotten about him and realized that he is the one who had been pessimistic about their strong friendship.

That's why on that day he was elated to see Namjoon and even prepared himself to apologize for being childish towards Namjoon before. He wants to rekindle back their friendship and being the biggest supporter of Namjoon as the leader of BTS. Seungwoon had planned a lot of things that night, imagining how happy Namjoon to see him at the show and how they will be talking to each other, joking around like the good old days.

"I can't believe he treats us like shit!"

Hakyon was really pissed off that night after Namjoon didn't come to see them as promised. Seungwoon sighed and placed his hand on top of Hakyon's. "He might be busy, Hakyon-ah. BTS just won the award and lots of people were going to congratulate them. He might be stuck with those people..." Seungwoon said calmly.

Seungwoon didn't know how he managed to handle the situation calmly than Hakyon. He can see himself acted like Hakyon right now if it's in the past, but Seungwoon had promised himself to be more understanding and try to give Namjoon the chance to explain himself later.

"Busy? That's so stupid, Woonie! He invited us and now he just abandoned us like that!? So, what if he just won the award? He can't be acting so high just because of that! We are not some of his stupid fans! We're his friend, Woonie! We deserved better than this shit!" cursed Hakyon, obviously couldn't contain his anger and frustration of what's just happened behind the scene.

Seungwoon huffed. Of course, he is disappointed with the whole situation but at the same time, he kind of understands Namjoon's part too. "Just tell him that we will meet him later..." he said.

Hakyon pulled his hand from Seungwoon's grip and stares at him incredulously. "Why are we going to meet him again after what he had done to us? Aren't we had enough of his bullshit? You are right, Woonie. All this while, you are right about him. He forgot about us already. He didn't care about us anymore. We are no longer his friend! He had a new friend. Friends that can bring him the success he ever dreams off. We can't give him anything! We can't be like Min Yoongi that will help him to be an idol! We are nothing compared to that asshole!" lashed Hakyon, rambling nonsensical while his hand flailed on the air mindlessly.

"Hakyon, calm down. You're talking nonsense right now. Namjoon never -"

"Don't say you had forgiven him, Seungwoon?" retorts Hakyon, eyes glaring at his friend in animosity.

Seungwoon let out a deep breath. "Hakyon, he never did something wrong to me. I'm the one that is ignorant..." he explained.

Hakyon frowned at the statement, squinting his eyes questioningly. "Are you saying that you didn't hate him because he is now a famous idol?" he asked with an accusatory tone.

Seungwoon groaned at the allegation. "Please, Hakyon. Don't be bitter about this. And you're acting like me now. You're the one that keeps saying to me that Namjoon will never forget about us. You're the one that has faith in him, right? Why are you saying the other way right now?" he replied with a slightly annoyed tone.

Hakyon rolled his eyes. "Because finally, I realized that whatever you think about him is true..."

Seungwoon shakes his head, disagree with the statement. "No, Hakyon. It's not the truth. I just realized my mistake and I don't want you to do the same as mine. Let's talk about this with Namjoon, okay? Give him the chance to explain tonight. We didn't know the real situation..." he gushed, didn't want Hakyon to further misunderstand Namjoon. He had been doing that for so long and nothing good comes out from that but regrets. Hence, he didn't want Hakyon to go through the same thing too.

"Whatever it is, I hate Min Yoongi! I can see how Namjoon being clinging to him all the time!" Hakyon states firmly, crossing his arm to his chest.

"Hakyon-ah, that's -"

Seungwoon didn't manage to finish his sentence when he heard the screeching from his left. His eyes widen in horror when he saw a large truck skidded on the road - heading towards them. Seungwoon screamed his lung out, grabbing Hakyon on his side and hugging him tightly before his body can feel the harsh impact. The vehicle rolled on the road a few times before it's finally stopped - fully wrecked.

Seungwoon scrunched his nose when he can smell the blood and his mouth is full of the taste of copper. Something is pressing his chest and when he coughed, the blood spurted out. He tried to move his body, but he can't feel it at all. He searched for Hakyon through his blurry eyes, but he can't see him in the dark. He attempted to call him, but his voice got stuck on his throat. Seungwoon contorts in discomfort when another wave of pain hits his chest. He can't breathe!

Everything goes in a slower motion. He can hear the sound of people chattering around him, a bright light from the side, a smell of the smoke as well as the smell of the burning road. Seungwoon tried to keep his eyes open when he caught the sight of his blood oozing out from his head - falling onto his face gradually. He inhaled heavily but the air didn't reach his chest and he let out a rough cough. He coughed and coughed until the blood starts to fill in in his mouth.

He gargled, disgusted at the nasty taste but he can't do anything about it. His eyes quivered restlessly before the darkness slowly came and covering his vision. He intakes the last breath before his whole body becomes limp. He couldn't feel anything except the numbness. He never wakes up from his deep sleep that day.

And then the vehicle explodes.

"He might forgive you, Namjoon. But I won't forget how you had treated us that night. How you had abandoned us for your new friend..." Hakyon said with a grim voice, staring at Namjoon.

Namjoon blinked his eyes in confusion. His face still wet with tears and a few sniffles can be heard from him. "Why are you doing this, Hakyon?" he asked. It's been a handful day last night when he accidentally slipped into little space.

Namjoon didn't realize what's happening but he just couldn't control himself anymore. The emotional distress had been torturing him since the day he had been kidnapped by Hakyon. Then, the revelation about Seungwoon's death and Hakyon real identity had taken a major toll on his conscious mind.

Namjoon barely remembered his little space but he knows there must be something bad happened. He had a vague memory of Seungjae screaming at him and how Hakyon had been talking to someone? He wasn't so sure about it but Namjoon is confident that he had heard Hakyon mentioned Yoongi.

Did he call him? For what? Was he asking for a ransom?

Namjoon didn't have the answer and he bet Hakyon won't give him any too. He had fallen asleep due to the fatigue and when he wakes up this morning, Hakyon was staring at him creepily from his side. 

Hakyon shrugged at the question. "As I said, I want to make you suffer. I want you to feel like how I feel when I lost my friend..."

Namjoon frowned. "But Seungwoon is my friend too, Hakyon," he quickly retorts.

Hakyon scoffs at the speech. "Friend? What kind of friend who had abandoned his own friend?" he alleged with resentment in his voice.

Namjoon shook his head. "I never abandoned him or you. Both of you are my best friends. You know how much I love you and Seungwoon, how much I treasured our friendship..." he said with a shaken voice.

Hakyon peered over Namjoon who had been sitting on the bed, leaning his upper body on the headboard. "Love? Fake love, maybe. If you really love me then why did you leave us like a fool that night Namjoon? Because you were too busy celebrating with your friends? Your new friends, not us!" he sneered in anger.

Namjoon shut his eyes, taking a deep breath before he slowly opens his eyelids. "I'm sorry, Hakyon. I'm sorry for whatever I had done. But - but I never thought that you and Seungwoon will leave that place so soon. I'm waiting for you two to come. I had prepared everything that night so we can meet. I want to see you and Seungwoon. I want to let you see my new friends so that both of you can be friends with them too..." Namjoon explained as his tears rolled down to his pale face.

Hakyon raised his brows at the declaration before he laughed out loud. "Namjoonie -" he trailed off for a second, letting his laughter to die down a little bit and continue to speak,

"Who are you trying to fool with? I'm not stupid like Seungwoon. Until his last breath, he believed in you. Well, I used to too, but what did you do then? You treat us like shit. I won't forget the humiliation you had caused to me and Seungwoon. I won't forget you are the reason why Seungwoon died and the reason why I'm like this..." he talked venomously.

Namjoon sighed in defeat, didn't know how to clarify the misunderstanding anymore. He knows, whatever he said right now, Hakyon will never accept it. He had been blinded with hatred and seeking revenge, so he won't listen to any of his explanations.

"Then what do you want me to do, Hakyon-ah?" he asked.

Hakyon lips twitched into a smirk, conspicuously gawking at Namjoon with an unknown scheme.

Namjoon shuddered at the expression.

"I want Min Yoongi to feel the same as me when I lost my best friend..." Hakyon said with an evil smile plastered on his face.

Namjoon lips parted, shell shocked at the mentioned of Yoongi. "Yoongi? This has nothing to do with him. Why are you -"

"It does!" cuts Hakyon angrily. "He is the reason why you ditched us, Namjoon. He is the reason why you left us that night. He is the reason for everything! You said he is your best friend. He inspired you to make better music. He is the friend you'll look for comfort. He's everything to you!" Hakyon spats.

Namjoon brows creased in further confusion. "He - he was there for me when I was stressed about the training. And - and he's being with me when we were anxious after we debuted. I considered him as my hyung that - that I can turn to whenever I was down - when - when I can't reach for you and Seungwoon. But - but it doesn't mean I had forgotten about us, about our friendship, Hakyon-ah..."

Hakyon didn't say anything for a while. He seems in a daze and is thinking about something. He blankly stares at the wall behind Namjoon, brows furrowed, and his eyes glints into something unknown.

"Then should I get rid of him?" suggest Hakyon suddenly.

Namjoon gasped and his eyes expand in fear. "Wha - what do you mean?" he stuttered.

"If I am important to you more than him, then you have no problem if I kill him, right?" Hakyon said venomously.

Namjoon shook his head. "No - no, Hakyon-ah. Please, don't do this. He - he is innocent. He has nothing to do with this. It's me - it's me! It's all my fault. So please, don't - don't hurt him..." Namjoon plead.

Hakyon grits his teeth, outraged hearing the begs from the male. He moves forward, approaching Namjoon slowly. Namjoon trembled at his sudden gesture, tried to scoot away but he's already trapped on the wall. Hakyon climbed the bed and immediately grabbed the male's cheek. He ignored how harsh his act was and how Namjoon had yelped in pain. It doesn't matter to him.

"Look at you, Namjoonie. You're afraid that I'll hurt him, begging me to save his ass. But you just said to me that I'm your friend. Why are you lying, Kim Namjoon?" he whispered with a low and deep turn, bringing the fear to the male.

Namjoon jerked when Hakyon squeezed his grip on his face harder, unable to speak in order to explain himself. His eyes got teary at the forceful act, but he couldn't do anything to stop Hakyon from hurting him since both of his hands still been tied down. He was powerless.

Hakyon chided when he saw the tears on Namjoon's face, feeling annoyed to watch how weak the male was acting in front of him. He put his hand down and had a smug face when he saw the red marks on Namjoon's cheeks. He always enjoys himself whenever he imposed the pain over Namjoon. It's self-satisfaction that he managed to seek revenge.

"I'll do anything you want, Hakyon. I'll do everything you ask as long as you - you didn't hurt him or the others..." said Namjoon feebly, trying to bargain with Hakyon for the sake of his bandmates.

"Anything?" Hakyon inquired with an amused voice, evidently pleased to hear such an offer from Namjoon.

Namjoon gulped before he nods his head. "Anything..." he answered but he wasn't convinced with his own decision.

What kind of 'anything' that he's willing to do for his bandmates? What kind of 'anything' that Hakyon will ask from him? What if 'anything' becomes 'everything' and he regrets to ever proposed such a thing to Hakyon.

"Well, then..."

Namjoon flinched.

"Leave BTS..."

Namjoon was appalled at the request, gawking over Hakyon bewildered.

"And stay with me..."

Namjoon fretted.

"...forever..." Hakyon end his words with a smirk.





•••

Have you expected the side story of Seungwoon? I always want to write on Seungwoon's POV because it brings the story together, a closure for Namjoon on what was on Seungwoon's mind at the night of the incident.

Basically, Hakyon's revenge is more to his own hatred and bitterness. There's nothing to do with Seungwoon. Despite I've been showing to you Seungwoon's bad image, I want this kind of plot twist. Well, I think there's a lot of plot of twist in this book though.

I hope you like how the story goes.

And, for the upcoming chapters (since we are towards the end of the story), more angst and unexpected scene, so be prepared. I'll put the warning before you can start reading so you'll know what to expect (maybe)

See you in the next chapter  💜

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