A/N Here is where it goes from bad to worse whoops sorry-
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During the three days that followed, all seven members stayed home. It wasn't that they wanted to, but their manager – and the police, for that matter – had deemed it unsafe to go outside. The officers on their case had confirmed with security footage that a very familiar delivery guy was spotted around their neighbourhood. So it was likely that Namjoon was right about the message he received from the stalker; they must've been spying on him and the members.
Bodyguards had been put in place inside and outside their building and the seven were unofficially not allowed to leave. The police, in the meantime, went back to their job of finding this unknown stalker.
It was a strange situation for them, the seven of them home all day without being able to leave. Luckily, they were used to being around each other all day, and they all did their usual things without much trouble.
Namjoon, however, was feeling very out of it.
Not out of it in the drugged dizzy kind of way. No, thankfully that part was over and done with. Rather than that, he felt a little... lost. He didn't know what he was supposed to do. The doctor, the police, the members, they all told him he needed to rest as much as he could, because what happened to him was traumatizing and he needed as little stress as possible.
But how could he not be stressed if the culprit wasn't caught yet?
How could he happily be going about his day when someone who had drugged him had messaged him they'd be coming for him again? How could he relax when this unknown stalker was still out there?
It felt like one of the hardest things he had ever needed to do, but thankfully he wasn't alone in this.
The maknaes had helped him a lot to take his mind off things by asking him to join games, or ask for help with some songs they were working on (because of course they wouldn't stop working on their music, that was the most important thing in their lives right now). He was grateful to the youngest three, because it had worked.
Yoongi and Jimin had checked in on him a lot. It was hard to hide his feelings with those two, as they always seemed to know exactly what he was feeling or thinking (then again, all members probably saw right through him). He was also grateful for them, because however much he wanted to hide from everything, he knew it wasn't a good thing to do and Yoongi and Jimin really helped him with that.
Hoseok and Jin were quite chill, trying to keep the humour in everything. They didn't treat the situation very differently than any other, though they obviously kept a very close eye on Namjoon.
Namjoon was grateful for all of them and tried his best to tell them how he felt whenever they had a moment to talk.
And so the three days went by pretty quickly and they were unexpectedly uneventful.
After those three days, they were finally cleared to go outside again, but only if each of them brought a bodyguard with them.
The boys didn't waste any time, happy to leave the house and stretch their legs. The maknaes were immediately out and about during the afternoon, and Yoongi had been able to meet up with his parents for an early dinner. The other three wanted to go for a walk.
"However happy I am to be outside the house, I don't get it," Namjoon said as he, Jin, and Hoseok walked around the neighbourhood, two bodyguards in tow and one in the front. "If they haven't caught the guy yet, why do they say it's safe enough for us to go out again?"
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