FORGOTTEN

Chapter 19

Jin paced the floor while theatre management and police officers reviewed security footage. Tae sat curled in Hobi's lap while Joon updated Bang P.D. of the situation. They weren't sure if it was the actions of a random attacker, a crazed sasaeng fan, or a calculated attack on BTS. No matter which it was, Jimin could be considered to be in danger. 

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What if we can't get to him in time?" J.K. asked Suga. 

"We can't think that way; Love, stay positive." Suga stroked J.K.'s hair gently. 

"Do you blame me?" J.K. whispered. Suga's hand stopped moving, and he pulled J.K.'s face toward him. 

"Of course not, baby!" Suga's eyes filled with tears. "None of this was your fault. Some sick twisted individual did this. You had no way of knowing it was going to happen." 

"But I could have gone after him!" J.K. burst into tears.

"And we might be missing both of you right now." Suga pressed his lips to J.K.'s forehead and spoke. "We are going to find him and bring him home. DOn't you worry about that."

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"Well, it is obviously a man, and he seems to be working alone," the officer spoke to RM and Bang P.D. "However, we cannot get a clear view of him because of the mask he is wearing."

"Can we see the video?" RM asked. 

"I don't think-" 

"Let us see the footage." Bang P.D. demanded. 

"It might be disturbing to watch, sir!" The officer protested. 

"One of my boys is missing. I am already disturbed. Show me the damned footage!" The officers nodded, and a computer was brought in, and the footage played. The man followed Jimin into the bathroom a few moments after Jimin had gone in, then the man coming out with Jimin slung over his shoulder, limp, and still, exiting an emergency exit door left ajar. RM's blood ran cold when he saw something hanging out of the kidnapper's pocket. 

"Bang P.D. ssi, I know who it is. 

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"Chimchim, baby, wake up, love," a voice called through the darkness enveloping Jimin. "Chimchim, you need to wake up and eat, baby."

"What-" Jimin's eyes snapped shut when he looked around and saw his wrists shackled to the huge bed where he lay.

 "Well, hello there, sleepyhead. I'm so glad to see your beautiful eyes staring back at me." 

"Why?"

"Oh, Jiminie sweetheart, I just wanted to show you how much I care and love you, baby. I needed to show you how it feels to be loved!"

"Like this?" Jimin whimpered and held up a shackled wrist.

"Well," the man looked at Jimin sadly. "After everything that happened, I was just your hyungs wouldn't let me ask your forgiveness. So please let me show you." Jimin shook his head. 

"I want to go home. Please just let me go home," Jimin whimpered. "Please, please, I want to go home, let me go home." The words rang out like a mantra. Jimin's eyes grew vacant and unfocused.

"Oh, baby, no, don't be like this. You gave those self-centered egomaniacs a second chance. Why not me?" He stroked Jimin's face, but there was no reaction as Jimin's chant continued. It's okay, baby; I'll feed you and make you all better." 

"I wanna go home."

"You are home, baby." 

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"P.D.nim, please believe me! I know that key chain!" Joon hissed. 

"Namjoon-ah, I know you are eager to find Jimin, but there must be more than a million of those keychains out there." Bang P.D. shook his head sadly.

"No sir, that keychain right there," he pointed at the screen. "That one is a one of a kind." He insisted.

"What do you mean?" 

"I gave that keychain as a special gift. It is the only handmade prototype. I used modeling clay and handpainted it. That's why the colors look so off."

"Are you certain about this?" The officer cut into the conversation. 

"I am, sir. The person who took our friend is Yang Ji-hoon. He used to be our manager."

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Five men sat in the Bangtan house waiting to hear word about their missing member.

"Hyung, I miss him!" Tae began to cry again. "He must be so scared."

"He is a brave little mochi," Jin murmured into Tae's forehead. "He will stay brave until we find him."

"It's been hours!" J.K. burst out angrily. "Shouldn't the police have some kind of lead by now? On all the shows, they at least have a suspect by now!" Suga scowled at the innocent maknae. But before he could insult him, Jin's phone rang.

"It's Joon!" he cried. "Hello?"

"Jin-hyung, do you remember when we made those keychains?"

"Kim Namjoon! This is hardly the time for that! Our JIminie is missing-"

"Just answer the question!" Joon snapped. 

"Yes, I remember!" Jin snapped back. "Now you answer me this-" 

"No time!" Joon interrupted. "Who did I give my keychain to?" 

"Of all the-"

"Answer the damned question!| 

"Ji-hoon!" Jin squeaked out. "You gave yours to Ji-hoon! Why?"

"Baby, I gotta go right now but let everyone know we might be getting our Jimin back soon! I love you!" the call ended, and Jin was left staring at the phone with more questions than he had before.

"Why did you mention Ji-hoon's name?" Hobi asked.

"Joon was asking about the keychains we made a few years back. He wanted to know if I remembered who he gave his to."

"Oh yeah, Joonie gave his to Ji-hoon, that asshole," Suga snapped. 

"What the hell does that have to do with Jimin-hyung?" Tae sniffled.

"I don't know yet, sweetheart." Jin stroked Tae's hair.