𝘼𝙐𝙂𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝘿 |𝙈𝙔𝙂|

Forty-Nine: The Pain of Loss

~~ YOONGI'S POV ~~ 

     "Come on," I hiss under my breath, tossing my head in every direction. I've been searching for Jungkook for nearly an hour, checking every nook and cranny of the village. Hoseok was no where to be seen, either. What about Heyra? Where did she vanish off too? 

     "Jungkook-ah!" I shout, his name rumbling from deep in my chest, "Jungkook-ah!" 

     The only sound that greets me is that of deafening silence...

     The entire village is so eerily silent; an uncertainty seems to loom in the air, sending an unsettling vibe throughout the area. People flee as I walk past, but they seem to be afraid of something else; not just me. 

     The sun is slowly beginning to descend, barely even visible because of the horrid air quality. I suddenly dig my heel into the dirt, kicking a large piece straight into the sky. 

"Fucking Muhyeok," I cuss under my breath, anger quickly beginning to surge in the pit of my stomach. Is Jungkook alright? What in the world is going on? I don't dare to ask any of the villagers, knowing they will only scurry if I approach them. 

    I pace around a more desolate part of town, close to the outskirts of the forest. I walk around with great caution, inspecting every sliver of space. 

"Yoongi-ah!" 

    I cock my head towards the voice, my heart plunging in relief when I notice a bloody Hoseok running towards me. My breath hitches at the sight of his mangled flesh and torn clothing, not to mention the countless scars and trickles of blood dotting his face. He limps towards me, fighting with all of his might. 

    I rush towards him, immediately throwing his arm over my shoulder so that he can receive some proper support. 

"Hoseok," I breathe, carefully guiding him towards a place to sit, "Your alive." 

"I'm fine," he smiles, breaking away, "I can walk--" He stands upright, wiping his sweaty eyebrows which are crusted with crimson blood, "Yoongi-- Jungkook-- I lost him..." 

"How did you split apart?" I ask in a quiet voice, fear quickly constructing inside, "What happened?" 

"We were suddenly attacked by Muhyeok and a few other men... Jungkook ordered for Jimin to escape with Jangmi. Eventually Jungkook took on Muhyeok, and I went after the other men. We split ways, and I have no idea where he could possibly be..." Hoseok's voice drowns off into a chortle, "Yoongi I'm scared." 

"Stop," I order, my voice resembling snapping icicles, "Don't say that." I fight back my own emotions, not wanting to think the worst. Jungkook is strong. He's a fighter-- not one to give up easily. But he is also young; young and naïve. 

"Hoseok, you need to go to the house and clean up. Jangmi went into labor once she reached the house. Sanghee has all the medical supplies prepared. I will search for Jungkook with her. You are in no place to do so. Follow me." 

    I grab his arm, refusing to listen to his protests. I guide him towards the house, that unsettling feeling never once leaving my gut. 

~~ SANGHEE'S POV ~~

"Ohhh my gosh," Jimin cries softly from beside Jangmi, quickly clamping his eyes shut as I spread Jangmi's legs further apart, preparing for the heat of the labor. 

"Jimin! You are seriously not helping!" I shout over the sound of Jangmi's painful cries, "I TOLD YOU NOT TO LOOK!" 

   He tightens his grip on Jangmi's hand, kneeling down beside her head and whispering reassuring words into her ear, which she probably can't even hear. Even though he is grossed out by the blood and overall the entire situation, I still can't deny how sweet he's been this whole time. It's quite evident he loves Jangmi, even though she doesn't return those feelings.