-Chapter Seven-

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    The next day Seokjin had been arrested and charged with murder. Jungkook was lucky to hear that his hyung had been alone last night, so they couldn't confirm he had not been the one at the hotel. There were no fingerprints at the crime scene and when questioned the worker that night had claimed he was the one there. He attempted to protest though he went unheard, now locked in a cell much too small for his liking with a cellmate that had apparently been a rapist. This was going to be a fun 20 years. He had to admit that he was glad this eliminated two in one night, which meant basically three were gone and he only had another three left. This made things easy for him.

    However the rest of the members just began to feel even more depressed. With all this happening they started to lose hope of their future. Seokjin was gone. Yoongi was still in the hospital, though he was to be released the next day. Hoseok was dead. What next? Namjoon and Taehyung were scared out of their minds while Jimin just covered his pain with alcohol. They worried about the maknae that stayed locked in his room. They could only imagine how he was dealing with this. They were also still struggling on how to tell fans.

    Sitting in his room, Jungkook decided something. He was still a tad bit sane, mind you, so he decided to give them a small break. Instead, he wanted to do something on a larger scale. He had heard that in two days there was going to be a baseball game at Munhak Baseball Stadium in Incheon, which sounded perfect. With about an hour distance away he knew it would be a bit risky to get there and back, though he knew he could pull it off. He had heard that there was no need to buy them straight away, meaning he could just pay for a ticket when he gets there. Now he just had to decide; was he going to stick with bombs, or would he bring a firearm or two into the situation? 

    At that moment his phone lit up, catching his attention. He looks at the contact name, a smile forming on his lips, a thought coming to mind. It was his dear friend from Thailand Kunpimook Bhuwakul, or as he was known more commonly, BamBam. He opens the text, curious as to what he said. His friend was just as crazy as he, if not more. Every conversation with him was a blast.

❅Bam❅: Hey, you busy? 

  🍪 Kookie🍪 : No, why?

❅Bam❅: Just wanted to ask if you wanted to have some fun later.

     He smirked at this. Knowing him he probably had the same idea. Maybe he could get him to join him in Incheon.

🍪 Kookie 🍪: What do you have in mind?

❅Bam❅: Maybe we could plan out something. I miss the fun we had.

🍪 Kookie 🍪 : Name a time and place.

❅Bam❅: Our favorite spot. Now. 

    A that, Jungkook left the room and went out into the living room. The others were sleeping, so he was careful not to wake them. Jotting down an apology and explaining his absence on a sticky note, he places it on the front door and quickly leaves. He wouldn't waste another second here.

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