You're Mine, Noona. [BTS - Jungkook]

Jungkook POV 2

"We don't know about Dansé, yet. I can't seem to reach her ever since the scandal broke out,"

I raised my head and looked at him shocked. "What do you mean?"

"Dansé seemed to have disappeared from our company. Taehyung is still looking for her,"

I stood up and eyed him mad. "How can you not know where she is? What if the sasaeng fans has done something to her?" I yelled at him. I felt worked up all of a sudden. How can Bang PD be so calm about this?

Bang PD widened his eyes. "Jeon Jungkook, I do not tolerate that you are yelling at me!"

My blood pressure rose and I pointed at him. "I'm going to look for her. If anything happens to her, I won't forgive you." I threatened and walked out of the room.

A lot of emotions went through my head. I felt mad and scared. How could they lose sight of Hana? Don't they realize the one in most danger would be her? She could get attacked by our fans.

My heart rate went up when I thought of how scared she would be if she was being cornered by sasaeng fans. I need to find her. I have to protect her.

Skipping a few stairs, I looked everwhere frlm the cafetaria to the dorms, but there was still no sign of her. Where could she possibly be?

Running up a few more stairs, I headed towards the final place. The rooftop.

Pushing the heavy door open, I entered the rooftop and a cold breeze brushed against my skin. It was cold.

So cold. I hope Hana isn't suffering in the cold.

I bit my lip and scanned around the rooftop. There was no one. Disappointed, I lowered my head and walked to the edge. Peering down, I hoped to see her walking on the street, but I couldn't recognize any familiar face.

Shit. Hana, where are you?

Then it hit me that I had her number. I could call her. I rolled my eyes at my stupidity and pulled out my phone. When I dialed her number, I placed it against my ear and looked at the skyscrapers.

The sky was nice and I remembered how I have once watched the stars with Hana. This was her favorite place to watch stars whenever she felt sad.

Her favorite place to calm down.

From afar, I saw the building of JYP. It immediately reminded me of Jackson and I felt jealous again. I cleared my throat and waited for her to pick up.

Come on, come on! Pick up!

I was starting to lose my patient and looked at the rooftop of JYP. When I spotted a vague figure sitting with her legs dangling over the edge there, Hana picked up and responded.

"Hello?"

My breath hitched and my eyes wouldn't leave the figure on JYP's rooftop. Who is she? She isn't going to jump, right?

"...Dansé?" I asked, after a long pause. Torn whether I should pay attention to Hana who had finally picked up or that girl who is going to commit suicide.

She hummed a reply.

"What's the matter, Jungkookie? Are you scared now that your dirty secret has come out?" she teased me. What's wrong with her? Does she think this is the moment to joke? I let out a sigh. Sometimes, I feel sick of her constant playing when I am dead worried about her. Can't she just be serious for once?

"Are you alright?" I asked, trying to hide my concerned voice and ignoring her remark.

I looked back at the figure and saw that she had pulled in her legs and turned her body away from the edge. When I narrowed my eyes, I noticed her holding onto something against her head. After a few seconds, I recognized her appearance.