The Devil Works Harder

THE HUNT CONTINUES

Yoongi POV
There was a heavy silence engulfing the dining area, the usual talking and laughter had died down to the occasional clattering the chopsticks on the ceramic utensils. The silence was so heavy that even the sound of the water droplets falling in the sink sounded really loud.

It had been a day since we had found Jungkook's phone. We sent the blood samples to get tested, and were to get the report the next day. Until then, all of us could only pray that Jungkook was safe. The intoxicating silence was broken by the sudden buzzing of someone's phone. Namjoon took out his phone, as he checked the message he had recieved. When he saw the screen, tears welled up in his eyes as his grip on the phone loosened and it dropped down to his lap.

"What?" Jimin asked although he knew very well that Namjoon's actions had meant. Yet, he hoped that what he thought was not true. We all did. "I-it's J-jungkoo-k's." Namjoon spoke, his voice barely a whisper. Everyone's breathing unevened as the quietness ensued.

Jungkook was barely 18 when i had first seen him. A young boy with a ragged shirt over his scrawny frame. He lived under a bridge as he stole things to meet the day's end. I had seen him a few times here and there, but my first real encounter with him was when he broke into my house to steal. He tried to escape but i stopped him and took him under my wing. I still remember the beautiful smile on his lips when he heard that i had offered a roof over his head. His beautiful doe eyes sparkling like they held galaxies, a tiny pinkish nose scrunched as his lips drew to reveal a bunny like smile. He really was a fluffy bunny. Now, that little bunny, our bunny was in danger. WAIT....

Hoseok POV
I was sitting on the dining talble, not being able to move a muscle. This was too much for us. I could only think of Jungkook. The person we saw just a few days ago, wiped out of existence. Suddenly Yoongi hyung spoke up. "Wait, why are we acting like Jungkook's dead? It was only his blood, so what? That does not mean he's gone!"

Suddenly, a ray of hope sparked up in me. Yoongi was right. "I think the reports only proves further that we should keep looking for him, he might be in danger." I spoke as I saw everyone's face lighten, their spirits energizing with the will to find our kookie.

Normal POV
"Hey, can't we track the location of the unknown number who sent the voice mails?" Asked Seokjin. "Yeah, sure. I can do that!" Namjoon replied confidently.

*Time Skip*

All of the six males were packed in front of the computer screen as Namjoon's hands moved quickly to track the number. He pressed a button and the screen started loading. Everyone held their breath as the loading bar indicated 99%. Suddenly, the screen glitched and an audio started playing.

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