Different {completed}

18

~I'm just going to write in 3rd Person from now on~

"So what's the plan?"

The seven of them were sat around the kitchen table, ideas being flung back and forth, unable to reach a clear conclusion. Papers were scattered in front them, as they racked their brains.

"I don't know," Namjoon sighed, his head falling into his hands in despair. Jin, who was seated next to him, rubbed circles into his upper back soothingly.

"Hey, don't worry, we all know Yoongi is one of our strongest, we'll get to him before anything happens," Jin mumbled lowly, trying to ease Namjoon out of the stress.

"As a leader, I couldn't keep my members safe.." His voice broke a little at the end, and Jin pulled him into a hug.

"Joonie, stop thinking like this! It's not your fault."

"Jin hyung's right, Namjoon hyung," Jimin nodded, offering the leader a small smile. Namjoon smiled back, composing himself again.

"Okay, so what we know so far - Yoona, can you repeat what happened?"

Yoona nodded in response to Namjoon's question.

"Yoongi and I went for a fly; normally our usual route starts off South. But yesterday morning, we agreed to make a small detour and make a stop at a particular shop that Yoongi wanted to visit, said there was leather a jacket he'd seen on the website and he wanted to get it."

Hoseok chuckled lightly, and Yoona smiled softly before continuing.

"When did you he make this plan?" Jin frowned.

"Ah...when did he tell me..." Yoona wondered out loud, when Jungkook piped up.

"Hey, didn't he mention that at breakfast yesterday morning? I overheard him say that to you when he walked past to get the cereal," He commented, and Yoona shot him a grateful look.

"Yeah that's right," She nodded, and the others nodded too, remembering now.

"So we took the usual route and then made a quick stop there. But when we got there, there were three men who ambushed us," She shuddered slightly, before Jungkook placed a hand on her lower thigh and rubbed calming circles to relax her.

"There were waiting there for us, I just know they were. They were dressed in all black, and as soon as we touched down they grabbed a hold of us. Of course we fought back, but suddenly one of them hit Yoongi when he wasn't looking and knocked him unconscious..." Yoona trailed off, watching Hoseok clench and unclench his fists on the table with a frown on his face.

"Two of them hauled Yoongi into a car; the third had a hold of me and was much stronger than I was, so I couldn't get to him," She lowered her head, sighing. Jungkook squeezed her hand to let her know it was alright.

"Once Yoongi was completely in the car, the guy holding me took off and they were gone; I raced back here to get away and tell you that they'd got him," Yoona finished off, staring at the table surface, not meeting anyone's eye, not even Jungkook who gently placed an arm around her waist subtly and pulled her slightly closer to him.

"Okay, and what time was that again?" Hoseok rubbed his forehead with his thumb and forefinger, as Namjoon scribbled notes.

"That was around...half past two? I got back here at half past three," Yoona replied.

"When did you get given the photo?" Jimin looked over at the leader, who paused in thought.

"About...quarter to three? Then we got back home at around three o'clock." He nodded.

"So they must be pretty close by then? To set up, take a photo, and deliver it to you guys at the supermarket?" Taehyung scrunched up his nose, and Jungkook nodded.

"Yeah I reckon so. How did they even know you'd be at that particular supermarket anyway?" Jungkook frowned, and silence fell over the table.

No one wanted to say the things everyone was thinking.

"Do you think...there could be cameras or microphones in the house?" Taehyung whispered, and Yoona froze.

Could there be?

"I think the best option would be to thoroughly check the dorm, give it a once over before we continue this discussion..."

2 hours later, after upturning the house about three times, the boys were 99% sure that their house was camera/microphone free, and resumed back at the table.

"So how then?" Namjoon mused, resting his chin on his hands with his elbows on the table.

"Hyung..." Jimin gulped tentatively.

"Hm?"

"Do you think..."

"What is it Jimin?" Jin said kindly, and Jimin scratched his neck, before making a strange expression.

"Do you think...there's a spy?"

Silence.

"Do you not trust us, hyung?" Jungkook whispered, sounding a little hurt.

Jimin looked over at him with confusion. "No! No that's not what I meant-"

"Because that's what it sounds like," Jungkook spoke, and Yoona glanced between them. She'd almost forgotten the obvious tension between them, for some unknown reason, even before Yoongi was taken. She'd have to remember to ask Jungkook or Jimin about it later.

"I trust every person in here Jimin, though it is an acceptable suggestion," Namjoon stood up, signalling the end of the 'meeting' as such. No one heard the very faint, "And you may be right," at the end of his sentence.

Hoseok and Taehyung decided to go outside whilst it's still light and see if they can gather any clues as to Yoongi's whereabouts, whilst Namjoon said he was going to ask the manager for some time off their schedule, especially since Yoongi wasn't here, and with Jin accompanying him to drive, the only ones left in the house were Jimin, Jungkook and Yoona.

Jimin looked troubled, Jungkook wore an unreadable expression.

"Are you okay?" Yoona spoke in the air, to no one in particular.

Coincidentally, both boys answered in unison.

"I don't know."

As they both muttered the same words, a silent glare passed between them, failing to go unnoticed by the girl.

What was up with these two?

"Erm...I'm going to go take some rest," Yoona sighed, standing up and brushing down her jeans.

"I'm going to cuddle with youuu~" Jungkook sang, following Yoona and shooting Jimin a playful smirk which the girl missed.

Jimin gritted his teeth, clenching his fists - not in the mood to be playful - before storming to his own room, the door slamming shut behind him, suddenly reminded of his Yoongi hyung who would always tell them not to slam the doors as it was too noisy.

Where are you, Yoongi hyung?