Story With No Plot

Protective

Min Yoongi was always protective of Jungkook. Nobody really knew why but never questioned it. Jungkook was taller than the older, yet was always on his back or cuddled into him. You could never see one without seeing the other. Speaking of the devils. "Yoongi Hyung! It's Jiminnie!" He giggled. Jimin growled.

"Where is your respect you punk!" Jimin went to punch him but was stopped by Yoongi, who gripped his wrist in a way that said to stay back. Jimin gulped and smiled. "Hello Yoongi Hyung...hey kookie." Jungkook giggled, smiling so wide his eyes closed.

"Can we play overwatch?" Jimin shrugged, not really caring. Yoongi sat down, Jungkook immediately crawling from behind him to straddle his waist, facing the TV. "Let's play!" They played for what felt like years to Jimin, yet only a few minutes to Jungkook. "Oh gosh you suck at this Jimin.~" he teased and yawned. "Hyungie, can we go back home?" Yoongi nodded, picking him up and holding him with both arms. He himself was pretty tired. They left but not before giving Jimin a big hug on the way out.

"You okay with sleeping by yourself tonight? I have to do some work in the studio but I'll be up here again once you're already asleep."

"That's fine Yoongi Hyung, I'll stay up for you." He spoke, but his body language proved that statement false. He was cuddled into the blankets with his bunny socks poking out at the bottom, he refused to sleep without any animal socks because it 'kept the monsters away from his toes'.

"Alright kookie, I'll be downstairs. Come into the studio if you feel lonely or can't sleep. You know I'll be wearing my headphones so just tap me." Jungkook nodded with his eyes closed, half asleep. "Night kookie.." he kissed him on the head and then closed the door. As soon as he was in the studio he got to work. Along the way he fell asleep. The next morning he had a full panic attack. He called Jimin and Jin, along with the police. "He went to sleep and I'm sure I locked his door! He doesn't sleep walk so I don't know where the fuck he is!" Jimin was stuck in his death grip as it was the only way to keep him down and somewhat calm. He needed to hold someone and Jimin smelled like Jungkook, he claimed.

"I'm sure he just left to get some air."

"He's been gone for hours!" Jimin winced as he was squeezed tighter.

"So you didn't hear anyone break in? You said the front door was unlocked and some stuff was moved around. Where were you at the time?" The police officer, known as Namjoon, asked. Hoseok, the other officer, was taking notes. The last officer was trying to keep up with everything that's been happening. His arms crossed and a permanent glare in his eyes. He skimmed over every little thing, absorbing the scene.

"I think that if someone did break in, they were planning on taking some stuff. And little Jungkook heard. I feel like he tried to stop them himself...judging by the broken vase over there and how close it is to the table I'm assuming it was on...it was bumped while fighting." He picked up a piece of glass with his gloved hand. "And someone might have tried to fight with this. Look at the blood." Yoongi nearly fainted. He was now stroking Jimin's hair.

"H-how can you be so sure?"

"Well look at the evidence." The glass was now in his face. "This piece wasn't as close to the spot at which it had fallen. It was at least 14 inches away from the table on the opposite side from the other glass. It was a fight." Taehyung looked around again then pointed at a drawer, it was cracked open. He walked over to it and pulled out that special finger print powder, getting to work.

"While he's doing that, would you mind telling me the time you think this took place?"

"Well I left the room at around 7 because I had some work to do in my studio, but there's no telling what time they came. I feel so useless." He cried into Jimin's hair, Jimin blushing and holding his breath. He's never been so close to the older before and would much rather be standing next to the hot cop. But helping a friend wouldn't hurt...just this once.

"Not at all Mr. Min, we could check the footage from all CCTV's within a mile at the time...7 pm you say?"

"Just about." He looked down towards Jimin and began playing with his cheeks. Jimin wanted to cry because he isn't supposed to enjoy this. Why did Yoongi feel the need to be so protective? It confused the shit outta Jimin. Maybe something happened to him and he went crazy.

"We'll find your friend, don't worry."

"How can I not? He's alone with some big man probably and is scared and looking for me, what if he cried himself to sleep to pass time! What if he was raped! What if they killed him!"

"Hyung...please calm down." Jimin looked up at him and they made eye contact. He could feel the older's heart beat on his back at he slowly smiled up at him, trying to play the role of innocence, getting his attention off of the situation so that he won't pass out.

It works a bit, Yoongi crying silently and rocking Jimin side to side.

Days pass and there is still no sign of Jungkook. Yoongi wouldn't let Jimin leave and he had no problem with that. He missed his giant baby of a friend too, and he kinda enjoyed being rocked to sleep and fed. He sometimes forgot to eat cause he was so busy and sleep didn't always happen. But with Yoongi, he fed him so much that his belly was growing a second belly and it was full. He slept in the bed with his hyung as the man sang and sniffles.

"Hyung, he will come back."

"Are you sure?"

No he wasn't, not one bit. But why would you tell someone that their best friend would never come back. "I'm sure, please get some sleep."

"Not until you sleep."

Jimin did eventually fall asleep under the intense gaze, feeling warm on the inside and out.

He woke alone, cold. "Hyung?"

Nothing.

He got up to investigate. The house was empty, front door wide open. Something must have happened.

He grabbed his clothes and changed out of Jungkook's, running out the house and not forgetting to lock the door.

His phone rang and it was Officer Namjoon. "We found your friends, Jungkook was found sleeping in the inside of a van and Yoongi won't let him go. Could you come to (address) to help them out of that van so that we could investigate and get them home?"

"Sure, it's close to where I am now." Jimin ran all the way there and heard Yoongi yelling for everyone to not touch Jungkook. He gasped at his tear stained face as Jungkook only hid his in the crook of Yoongi's neck.

"You heard him! Get away!" Yoongi saw me and smiled. "Jimin you were right! My Jungkookie came back!"

"Let's go home and celebrate then, I'm sure Kookie misses being home."

"He's pretty tired.."

Jimin reaches his hand to his Hyung and his smile dropped. "Why are you trying to take me away from Jungkookie? You get away! Everyone leave us alone!" You could hear Jungkook begin to cry as Yoongi got louder.

"This calls for plan b. Get an ambulance here and the restraints." He heard Namjoon say. Jimin snapped his head to the officer and shook his head wildly.

"That's not needed, let me try again?"

"We don't have much time, The kidnapper and possible thief could be close by since he was on foot and we've been here for an hour."

Jimin took a breath and slowly walked up to his Hyung. "Hyung...can we go home? All of us?" Jungkook took his head out of Yoongi's neck and sniffled.

"Jiminnie..."

"Let's go home.." Yoongi looked at him. "Everything's okay now."

Something snapped in Yoongi that made him reach his hand out to Jimin and he allowed the younger to help him and Jungkook out of the van. The officer gave Jimin two blankets and he offered them to his friends.

"Let's go home." They all got in the back seat of the cop car and it was silent.

Yoongi spoke after a while.

"Thank you." Jimin looked over to his left. "For helping me."

"You're welcome."

Idk what this is, I just saw this draft today and kept it going.