"Fucking Fake Alarm... " A man growled in anger as he returned to the door they were going to pick the lock.. 

JUNGKOOK POV 

I was starting to get pissed. It seems really deliberate right now and I am not ready to believe. I picked the lock quick and my breathe quickened as I opened the door of the flat with a thud. 

It was neat and organized perfectly. Does she live here? Really? 

"Jungkook.. I don't think anybody lives here.. It's empty".. I looked back at Jimin with a frown. The fire alarm is still suspicious. "I'll check the fridge"... I said hoping to find something. 

I opened the fridge door and there was a plenty of food inside meaning people still lived here. Bingo! I checked on top the fridge and slid my hand under the fridge cover... I felt it. A thin piece of paper... I instantly took the paper out. 

Jungkookie Hyung.. It's me Seon Wu. You have to protect Noona. We are safe. She is sending me back to Italy. I didn't want to go but Noona was forcing me Hyung. I could only do this because I remember you teaching me this trick when I was small. I want to see both of you together. Noona cried every night because she is lonely... Please find her.. 

Seon Wu.. 

My breath hitched after reading the note. Yn lives here. Seon Wu is not in this country anymore. He wants me to find her.. 

Meaning. They are in hiding. They are on the run. But what are they running from? I need to find out what happened when Yn left to her parents house six years ago. 

I caressed the note in my hand feeling nostalgic. 

Flash back 

"Yn please tell me why you're crying.."  I pleaded her with my puppy eyes but she only cried more covering her face completely. I sighed and left the room to give her some space. 

"Hyung.." I heard a little voice that sounded sad. I knew it was Seon Wu. Immediately turning back I carried him in my arms. "What happened my little warrior?" I asked. Tears flowed continuously making me worried... 

"N-Noona is sad. If she knows that I am telling you.. she will be even more sad" He cried hugging my neck tightly. "Shh don't cry.. wuwu is brave right?" I cooed in a soft tone trying to calm the boy down. "But wuw i-is bad.." 

"So from now on.. you write it on a paper and place it under the fridge covers.." I showed him how to climb up so he could place the note under the covers. "Yay!.." He grinned cutely making me laugh along. 

End Of Flash Back 

Those days were the best. I feel terrible right now without her by my side. "Jungkook Did you find something?" I turned to look at Jimin. He was fumbling with something in his hands. "I found this necklace.." He trailed off as I snatched the necklace. I still remember it. It was the necklace that I gifted her on our first date... 

Will she come back again for this? What if I wait and see? 

She didn't.. I huffed out sadly. This is breaking me apart. I exited the building with Jimin hot on his heels who followed me everywhere to make sure I don't do anything stupid.. 

"Hyung.. why do you follow me everywhere?" I asked him. I rarely call him Hyung but when I do... he loves it. 

He stood there halting in his steps and fiddling with his fingers. 

"What do you mean Jungkook? Ain't I your assistant?" He said with an obvious look on his face. I huffed out again. 

"Then why don't you accompany me to every other mission? Why only when I search for Yn?" I asked with a defeated voice. 

He looked at me with his big rounded eyes that are rarely on sight. The worry and concern was visible in his eyes very clearly..  

"I.. I Jungkook.. I.." He hesitated but I was not going to sit still. He sighed.. 

"Fine I'll tell you. I am worried Jungkook. I am concerned for you. When you search for Yn and it turns fruitless.. I hate that expression of yours which screams 'give up'. I am scared. You saved me that day and now it's my turn to save you... It's not returning your favour but I seriously care for you.. like a brother. I want you to be fit and fine. If bringing back Yn means that you would be happy.. then I would do that and I want you to know that I am trying very seriously. I am keeping tabs on Min Yoongi because I feel they are acquaintances. I am doing everything but somehow.. the result still stays same. I am really worried for you at this rate.." 

He said avoiding my gaze at all costs. He was right tho. I might turn crazy because of all the fruitless results. 

He was about to hug me but I turned away and walked to the car leaving him embarrassed and dumbfounded. I hate myself for this. 

Meanwhile 

YN POV 

I looked at my neck in the mirror. Yeah Taehyung provided me with a room in his house. He was kind enough to not put his nose in my matters. He didn't even get suspicious seeing me clutching the bag weapons tightly as if it were my life... 

There was an MK 13 and an M25 snipers in the bag along with handguns and ammunition that could outright blow his head off... The bag costs a fortune and I am in no position to lose it. 

I sighed deeply thinking about the necklace that might have fallen in the flat while I was in a hurry. It won't even take a second for Jungkook to recognize it... he'll know.. I need to move fast.

I stepped out of my room only to find myself face to face with the dumb creature. I sighed. "What do you want?" I asked him maybe rudely. "It's my house miss Yn. I came here to ask if you're hungry." He stood looking at me more like staring at me.. 

It's weird for me to roam around without mask but Taehyung had already seen my face. If it wasn't for Yoongi's words.. Taehyung would have been dead by now.. I am glad I didn't do that. 

"Don't you have to go to office? I thought you owned a company or something" I raised by brow at him to which he replied with a gentle smile.. 

"I will leave once you are all set and have nothing else to do. So do you want to eat?" He asked me, his words momentarily making me feel warm.. I shrugged the feeling away... "I am not Hungry!.." 

"I guess I'll have to leave then". He shrugged and left from the spot.  

He left. Really left.. I saw him leaving... Pheww.. 

I might just use this chance to venture his house and find the evidence. 

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