Hoseok pulls his cart back after dropping the children at his parent's house far away from his town. Now he is heading to his house, as he makes his way to the village his eyes stop at officers standing at the entrance as they are waiting for someone to come and fall into their trap. His heart quicks its beat wondering if this setup is for him. He stops his cart and gets off from it. He slowly walks to the entrance of the village but before he could proceed further and catch the eyes of the officer, someone drags him and pulls him behind a tree, shutting his mouth.
Hoseok struggles as he tries to pull off the man's grip on his mouth but he is forcefully taken in the forest area by two unknown men.
"Calm down Jung Hoseok we are your allies, we are not your enemies. We are trying to help you," the male who held the struggling Hoseok in his arms whispers in his ears.
Hoseok stops struggling and calms down.
"I'm Kim Seokjin, an ally of your brother," he tells realising his grip from his mouth.
Hoseok slowly turns around and meets SeokJin's eyes. His face was covered with a scarf, revealing his dragon eyes and forehead.
"What did you say," Hoseok asks with a slight confusion.
"First you have to come with us," Jin pulls his hand but Hoseok shrugs it off and glares at the male for acting as if he had the right to grab him whoever he wants.
"I'm going to see my wife," Hoseok sternly says as if he had sensed something bad has happened in the village and all his worries are pointed to his pregnant wife.
"No Hoseok you can't," Jin pulls him back.
"Shut up, I know my y/n is in danger I have to save her," Hoseok push him off and proceeds to leave but Jin immediately takes his gun and hits it on Hoseok's head and knocks him off.
Jin nods at his partner and together lift the unconscious man, hurriedly walking into the forest without anyone's eye on them.
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You hug your knees as you lay your tear-stained cheeks on your knees, wondering about your husband. Your thoughts began to wonder whether he would be okay. Is he caught? Is he fine?
All these questions haunted you from yesterday after witnessing Jungkook killing the man without any mercy.
You hear your cell door being unlocked and slammed open making you look up at the harsh sound of metals banging.
Jungkook rushes forward and bends slightly, his angry eyes convey that he is either mad about you or he couldn't capture your husband yet.
His rough hands grip your chin.
"Where is your husband?" He growls in his deep low voice scaring every inch of your body.
"I-I don't k-know," your stammering low voice annoyed him as he pushes your chin and aggressively kicks the metal of the cell making you flinch in fear.
"He has still not arrived at the village, doesn't he care for you? If so He should be here to get you right!" He screams out as if the missing presence of Hoseok has stirred his ego. This is the first time he has failed to capture a man within a day and this has given a deep wound and triggered his anger.
"Or else probably he had an affair behind your back and eloped with his mistress," he says in sarcasm as he looks at your whimpering body.
"That's the reason right sweety? He doesn't love you enough to show his face to you so he took the right chance to run away from you" he bends down and pulls your chin and makes you look at his crazed face, as of he is possessed by madness.
"Answer!" He shouts making you cry.
"I don't know anything," you cry further making him pissed.
He lets go of your chin and gets up.
"Arrange a proper meal for her," he orders as if he got bored of dealing with your crying face every time.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you sweety, it's not your fault that your unfaithful husband ran away. It's his fault so he will suffer for making you like this. I will get his cheating ass and beat the shit outta him for making my sweety clueless and broken," he makes a sorry face at you and walks away from the cell.
"Where are you Hoseok-ah" You sink in between your knees and continue to release your helpless tears.
Suddenly you felt a small kick in your tummy, you ignored it thinking it might be just a causal kick but soon the pain erupts from your belly making you wince, you place your hands on your belly as the pain increases further.
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Jungkook walks back and forth as he thinks about the new rising problem in his head.
"Chief, we have found that farmer's cart in the nearby forest," Jackson informs him about the recent discovery about Hosoek.
"What," Jungkook asks with confusion on his face.
"Just his cart alone?"
"Yes chief, the food and tree trunk in the cart was fresh and his name was engraved on the cart. I think he might have run away through the forest after knowing that we are searching for him," Jackson gives Jungkook his possible guess that he has identified by the clues.
"No No! Don't be a fool, I have his most precious wife. There is no way Jung Hoseok would ever leave without his wife," Jungkook denies Jackson's accusation immediately.
"But didn't you say he might have had an affair-"
"I just told that to make my sweety hate him, she is still struck with that idiot hence I made that story. There is no way that poor farmer could have an affair with any lady considering his poor status and his terrible looks,"
Jackson nods his head.
"I think there is something else that's fishy. Someone might have got their hands on Hoseok before us. Either this is related to that terrorist group who is trying to attack us or it's some bandits but there is no way bandits because Hoseok has no gold or money to provide them hence my suspicion is edging to the first one,"
Jackson's face finally understands the whole scenario his chief is explaining to him.
"Send some of our men and look into the forest,"
"Yes, chief,"
"Young lord!" Screams a maid rushing into his office.
Jungkook's face frown as he looks at the panting maid.
"What's wrong,"
"The female prisoner is in pain, I think she is in labour,"
Jungkook'd face goes shocked as if he had not expected this news.
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At his mercy || BTS PJM Ft JJK
Fanfiction"Please sir I beg you, don't hit my husband" You clasped your hands and kneeled before the male who is whipping your husband without showing any mercy to the poor soul. The pitiful screams of your husband echo through the village as none of the civ...
