Chief Kim / Kim Taehyung Ff

54. Proximity.

Jimin and Taehyung burned the midnight oil, tirelessly combing through every lead, but their efforts hit a dead end when they discovered the network was untraceable, a cruel mirage in their quest for justice.

As Taehyung's frustration mounted, Yoongi grappled with a crushing sense of helplessness, his heart breaking at the sight of his sister's suffering. The anguish was palpable as he watched her tremble in fear, her gestures of self-reproach cutting him to the core.

In the dead of night, Y/n stirred from her slumber, greeted by the sight of her oppa sitting beside her. Rubbing her eyes sleepily, she peered at him, noticing the weariness etched on his face, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.

Without hesitation, she reached out and clasped his hand, sensing his sorrow. Yoongi, masking his emotions with a forced smile, reassured her, "Don't worry, angel. I'm just happy that my baby will be going to college soon, hm?" Y/n nodded in understanding, offering him a gentle smile in return.

Accepting the glass of water he offered, she quenched her thirst before nestling into his embrace, planting a kiss on his cheek. Yoongi chuckled at her affectionate gesture, tenderly patting her head as he lulled her back to sleep, the warmth of their bond offering solace in the darkness of the night.

The weight of the previous night's horrors hung heavy in the air, casting a pall of unease over the household. Jin, along with the other boys, found himself haunted by the chilling images that had played out before them, rendering sleep an elusive luxury.

As morning broke, y/n descended the stairs, her heart light with the anticipation of another day with her beloved family. Yet, as she entered the kitchen, a stark contrast greeted her. The once vibrant atmosphere had given way to a suffocating silence, each member of the household absorbed in their own tasks, their eyes avoiding contact with hers.

Confusion clouded y/n's innocent features as she observed the somber scene before her. A knot of anxiety tightened in her chest, her mind racing to decipher the cause of the sudden shift in mood. Did she unknowingly commit a transgression? Had she disappointed her cherished family in some way?

Tears welled in her eyes as she tentatively approached Jin, her heart heavy with the burden of guilt. Gently grasping the sleeve of his shirt, she sought solace in his comforting presence. Jin turned, his expression reflecting the turmoil within, his concern for y/n mingling with his own distress from the night before.

Caught off guard by y/n's tearful demeanor, Jin's initial response was one of silent concern, his heart aching at the sight of her trembling form. But as her sobs grew louder, his protective instincts kicked in, shattering the barrier of his own anguish.

Drawing her into a tender embrace, Jin murmured soothing words of reassurance, his touch a balm to her wounded soul. In that moment, amidst the stifling silence of the kitchen, he vowed to shield her from harm, his resolve unwavering in the face of adversity.

Jin immediately hugged her, concern etched on his features as he whispered soothing words, "Sweetie, what happened? Why are you crying?" His embrace drew the attention of everyone in the room, prompting Yoongi to rush over, followed closely by the rest of the boys.

Y/n, still trembling with emotion, reached for her phone and typed out a message, her tears falling onto the screen as she wrote, "I'm sorry!"

Confusion clouded the faces of the boys as they read her message, prompting Yoongi to gently ask, "Why are you sorry, angel?"

Y/n continued to type, her fingers shaking with emotion, "You all are mad at me?"