A Pure Soul

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However, his kidnappers were not fond of his sudden struggles, they knew that Jimin had reached out for his hyungs and it wouldn't be long before they would arrive. So the next thing Jimin knew, was that something hard hit the back of his head, and his world fell into darkness.

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POV. Taehyung

We arrived at the mall after just 15 minutes, because Jungkook had driven like a maniac, running over red lights, like they weren't even there and driving fast enough to break every speeding record ever made, not that I cared; I only wanted to be by Jimin's side as soon as possible.

The moment we arrived at the mall both me and Jungkook jumped down from his motorcycle, he didn't even bother to turn it out. We both ran inside the mall, each of us equipped with a pistole. The mall was mostly empty, most people had already brought themselves to safety, while those who were still here, were hiding.

It wasn't hard for us to make out the right shop, as only of of all shops had shuttered windows and walls riddled with bullets. The silence was scary, even though it might sound stupid, I would have preferred to hear gunshots fired, because it would mean that the attackers were still in the building and that Taemin was holding them off, still protecting Jimin. The silence was suffocating, it meant that the attackers had already left, they had finished the job they had came for.

As I entered the small shop my heart was banging harshly in my chest as if it was desperately trying to break free of it's rib cage. Two bodies laid in the middle of the shop, both wore black skiing masks with only two holes; one for their eyes and a small one in the middle of their foreheads, it was a bullet hole. 

I shortly glanced at the corpses, 'They must have been shot by Taemin' I thought before I trailed after Jungkook, who has already made his way further into the shop completely unbothered by the dead bodies.

As I searched my surroundings, my gaze falls upon a small WC sign, I knew Taemin would have brought Jimin there, because in there he would have been safe from the bullets and he could lock the door, for a bit of security. 

I tapped JK on the back and nodded in the direction of the toilet sign. "Taemin would have taken him there." I told the other of my suspicion before pushing past him and running over to the bathroom. My eyes were fixed on my destination, and I was trapped in tunnel vision. My breath hitched when I suddenly saw a body lying in front of the open bathroom door. I was too far away to make out anything, but I could feel the fear running through my veins.

Relief washed over me, when I got closer, and I realized that, the body didn't belong to Jimin. I couldn't yet see the face, but the body frame was too big for it to be Jimin's. When I arrived at the body, I studied the face. I squinted my eyes. I tried to remember where I had seen the face before, it was familiar.

"What is this asshole doing here?" Jungkook shouted angrily next to me. I looked at the younger man with questions, and he immediately understood that I had forgotten who the man in front of us was. "That's, what was his name again, Yeongsoo? Something like that. Anyway, that was the idiot who was supposed to protect Jimin but just didn't do his job."

"He's lucky that he's already dead!" I said through clenched teeth as I remembered him and the things he's done. I was aware that he must have been here for a reason and that he must have been connected to the sudden attack, which made my anger towards him grow even stronger.

My eyes fall on the broken bathroom door. I feel my heart is getting heavy once again as I enter the bathroom; it was completely empty. Jimin was no longer here; they had kidnapped him. My eyes clicked on something lying on the opposite wall; I made my way towards it and crouched down. I picked up his cell phone, which was riddled with bullets.