Until You Found Me - A YoonKook Story

Chapter Thirty - Reunited

Author's Pov

"Fuck!" Jimin yells as he throws things on the ground. "What do you mean you can't find them? It's your fucking job to do shit for me! I pay you for that!" The younger boy gulps and looks down.

"Oh don't give me that shit. Get out of here, and go look for them again." The boy looks up at Jimin. "I said go!" Jimin yells and the boy scrambles as he rushes out of the room. Jimin sighs to himself.

"That idiotic boy... if he doesn't find them, I have an alternative plan..." Jimin says as he pulls out two different containers of soup. One has less anesthesia, and the other has more.

The one with more was what Jimin was going to give Yoongi. Jimin chuckles to himself and stands up. He walks to the bed, after noticing an ID on the bed. He smirks, after reading Marcus' name to himself.

"This ought to be fun.."

Yoongi's Pov

The door opens, revealing my brother. I gasp and run to him. "Yoon-sung!" I say excitedly, hugging him. He laughs and hugs me back. "How have you been little bro? It's been months~" I giggle as he ruffles my hair.

"The last time I saw you was in December! Wasn't so long ago~" I say to him. "It's February, Yoon. Two long months without you~" I giggle again, hugging him tightly. "You... remember him?" Marcus suddenly asks.

I let go and turn to Marcus. "Yeah! I remember people from my family, but there are things I can't remember..." I say. "I didn't know that," Marcus replies.

I nod and smile. "Why are you here though, Yoon-sung?" I ask him. He smiles and conveys "I just missed you, I couldn't come to visit you?" I squint my eyes, feeling curious.

"How'd you know I'd be here specifically?" I ask. He laughs, walking into the room. "Why are you asking so many questions, little bro? I can't just... come to visit you?" he asks. I just remembered... he acts like this when he's up to something!

I walk to him, and ask "did you come here, because of Taehyung?" he suddenly glares at me, and pulls out a knife. My eyes widen, and Marcus immediately gets in front of me to shield me.

"Aren't you his brother? Why are you acting like this?" Marcus asks him. "Because of you, Taehyung is in jail! He wanted me to scare you, that's all," he says, and puts his knife away.

"Because of Yoong- no HE kidnapped Yoongi! How is it Yoongi's fault that he's in jail? Watch your fucking words when you talk to Yoongi." Marcus says angrily. I tap his shoulder, trying to calm him down. Yoon-sung gets up and walks to Marcus, grinning like a madman.

"You're a brave one, huh? Are you in love with my brother? Is that it?" he asks Marcus as he laughs. "What are you talking about?" Marcus asks.

I sigh and walk to Yoon-sung. "Stop it, don't ask useless questions like that. You came to scare me, and you did. It's best if you leave now." I say to him. He stops laughing and takes his knife out again.

He points it at me and glares. "You better keep yourself safe, or you won't be when I come back around." With that, he leaves. I sigh, shaking my head. "I'm going to bed..." I say and lay down. He nods and lays on the bed beside mine.

I feel the sunshine on my face, and I grumpily sit up as I open my eyes. "So tired... but I need to pee.." I say to myself, and I walk to the bathroom. The door opens, and I look up slowly.

I see a shirtless Marcus, a towel around his waist, with a toothbrush in his mouth. "Morning, Yoongs," he says calmly. I laugh nervously, feeling fully awake now. "Yeah... I'm going back to sleep..." I say as I walk backward, and crawl back into bed.

An hour later, Marcus and I get to college. He takes to me his room. Marcus points at the person asleep in bed and says "That's Jungkook. He's sick right now, because of Jimin." I bite my lip nervously, and walk to his bedside.

He starts to wake up, and sees me. "Am I dreaming.. or is Yoongi actually here..? he asks, with a raspy voice. I laugh and shake my head. "You're not dreaming, I'm here." His eyes widen, and he sits up immediately.

"Y-Yoongi! You're okay!" he says and hugs me. I look over at Marcus, and he's smiling. I hug him back, smiling to myself. "Wait, why are you here? How are you here?" He asks, and I sit on his bed.

"Well..." I say, and fifteen minutes go by. Jungkook gets up angrily. "Where is he?! First, he tries to make your memory worse, attacks you, then Marcus-" I put my hands on his chest, trying to calm him down. "Hey, it's okay. Calm down, I'm okay, he's okay." I say.

He breathes out and looks at me. He holds my wrists and pulls me into a hug. "I'm sorry. I was worried sick about you. Now since I heard what happened, I couldn't help but feel angry. I wasn't there to protect either of you." Marcus walks up to us and says "bro, it's okay."

"We're fine now, that's what matters. I was able to save him, and what matters now is Yoongi's memory coming back. Alright? Bring it in." Marcus joins our hug. I chuckle, feeling safe.

These boys... are genuinely one in a million.