Namjoon sits in the conference room of his building. A round table hosting heads of his departments and a projector displaying the contents of the meeting when his phone buzzes in his pocket.
He glances at it and sees that it is Jungkook. He discards the call and decides to call back later. As soon as he does though the phone vibrates again almost immediately with a message.
[Pick up.It's about Taehyung] - Jungkook
At that he excuses himself and walks out of the room. Nobody bats an eye and the meeting continues.
Once outside he calls his brother back.
"What is it Kook?"
"You need to come home now, something happened to Taehyung."
Namjoon visible stills in his steps. "What do you mean something happened? What happened?" A cloud of worry engulfs his mind. Silently thinking of the worst.
"He had a panic attack. Someone attacked him."
Namjoon hangs up the phone immediately and makes a beeline for the elevator in the other direction.
"My car, out front." He spits to the receptionist in the hall way as the elevator opens and closes.
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Namjoon sits in the backseat of his car, his foot impatiently tapping against the floor of the car. His was patience was slipping. The driver was making great speed but it still annoyed Namjoon.
He couldn't help think of the worst. He couldn't help think of the conversation he had a few days ago with Kang. Taehyung's father? No, it couldn't, why would he attack- he knew for certain that the man was a delusional piece of shit. Hell for all that shit he pulled raising Taehyung and his fucked lifestyle. Didn't Kang say that he was let out for good behaviour, apparently a changed man?
'Fuck' he curses. 'Why?'
'Fuck' he curses inwardly again.
The lingering feeling of deja vu not distant in his mind at all. He can feel the familiarity in the form of bile in the back of his throat but forces it down.
The car rounds off into the drive way and Namjoon hurries to get out before it even fully stops. He opens the door to his house and heads to the living room where he spots Taehyung laying down on the sofa, an ice pack to his forehead and his eyes pinched into crescents. Jungkook is sitting by his side on the sofa, hand in the boy's hair stroking gently.
"What the hell happened?" Namjoon hisses. As soon as the boy hears his father's voice he awakens, eyes opening up wide. He walks over to Taehyung as Jungkook stands giving his brother the space.
"You okay bud?" Namjoon asks.
"My head hurts," Taehyung manages still keeping the ice pack to his head.
"What happened?" Namjoon demands again.
"Some homeless man tried to break his window and open his car door at a red light." Jungkook says, the anger in his voice peaking slightly, but he still manages to lower his voice mindful of Taehyung.
"What!? Then how did you-"
"I called him after he left to check if he had gotten home, but he was panting and telling me that someone was attacking him."
"What did the person look like? Did you recognise them?"
Taehyung shakes his head. "I didn't see his face, I wasn't even looking at in their direction, they scared me."
"It was a man then, what were they wearing?" Namjoon presses.
"I-it was raining a lot, he had a mask covering his face and he was also wearing a hoodie... I didn't see... He ran away when I picked up the phone. " Taehyung drifts off making Namjoon sigh.
