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Seokjin POV
The contents of the new tape were much more disturbing than the one before this, I am just glad the poor boy didn't have to see this. It made Namjoon and Jimin cry, Yoongi punch a hole in the wall, Jungkook vomited, Hoseok fainted (the poor boy, it wasn't even 10 seconds yet), and even Taehyung grew deathly pale and motionless even after the tape ended. Truth is, none of us were even able to watch the tape in its entirety even though multiple have been sent over the span of multiple weeks.
I thought that during my 8 years training and working here I'd seen the worst, but death and corpses are not as horrible as long-term torture and watching a once-pure thing slowly corrupt and wither, never to be able to return to its once beautiful appearance. We'd been given a description that Hong Jisoo was a sweet, loving, 'could-never-even-hurt-a-speck-of-dust' guy who was very gentleman-like and pleasant to be with. He definitely wouldn't deserve anything like this.
The results of the DNA testing finally came back and we got the fingerprints of 2 people, one of the major suspect, Park Ye-Eun and the other was one of the rapists, Hong MinJoo(fake name guys), Jisoo's father. He's obviously not mentally stable and all of them are extremely stupid. We were able to trace bits of dirt on the tape to an abandoned warehouse somewhere in Incheon, not very far away from Seoul.
I pick up the phone and call Hansol's dorm to inform him that the police department was going to set out to arrest the rapists and will call again once everything has been dealt with.
"Alright. Thank you so much!" He sounds so much happier upon hearing this, "Please, tell me as soon as you get Joshua back, it's fine if he doesn't want to talk but just tell me if he's alright!" I nod, "Sure, we'll provide you with as much information as I can."
"Wait." He says, "Can I come with you?"
I smile, "Just don't get in the way."
I hang up and set out in the police car with others following me.
"Oh, I just hope I don't dirty these shoes," I mutter." they're brand new. AND they're such a lovely shade of pink,"
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Joshua POV
This is becoming an all-too-familiar feeling now. This feeling of emptiness but still bursting with emotion as I lie in a puddle of my own blood. Hansol will hate me if he ever sees the tape, if he ever sees the state I am in right now. He won't love me anymore, he won't even feel pity. He'd be outright disgusted. But am I certain he would do that? I can't even think straight now. I can't remember the simplest of things. What is happening to me?! Why did this have to happen?!
In the darkness, my eyelids start to flutter shut. Sleep. Sleep is such a lovely thing, sleep helps you escape, just temporarily from the reality of living. The reality of knowing you're going to live another day in 'Hell on Earth'.
Police sirens?
I chuckle. Am I that far gone that I'm starting to hear things?
When I hear the door fall down and a voice yell 'Police!' I snap into complete consciousness. I was now wide awake. The fat bastard screams "You can't take my daughter away from me! She's mine she's mine SHE'S MINE!!!" as, I think, he's being dragged away.
Tender, careful hands work away at the horrible ropes, freeing my hands before ripping the blindfold off.
I squint, unaccustomed to the sudden brightness. "Joshua!" A familiar voice screams, a voice as sweet as honey and the feeling of soft lips shockingly familiar. It hits me like a boulder, "H-Hansol...." I do not feel the numbness or the emotionlessness that I've maintained for the past few weeks, all walls fall down and I break down in tears as my arms pull the angelic presence closer to me. "I-Is it really you? I haven't gone crazy have I?" I ask, and he shakes his head. "No, it really is me!" He doesn't seem to notice the filthiness of my condition, he just pulls me into a tight hug and doesn't seem to want to let go.
I break down completely, I was really back in his loving arms, his lovely, comforting warmth and his calming aura. My vision finally adjusts and I smile brightly upon seeing his beautiful face, although tear-stained, still beautiful.
He strokes the hair out of my face, and in the corner of my eye, I see the ugly, fat, old men being dragged away in cuffs, and Ye-Eun screams at me. "He was supposed to be mine! I love him more than you do and I could give him more than you could ever get!" Angry tears spill from her cold eyes, "Oppa! Just say you love me!" She screams desperately as the policemen try to restrain her. "Just once! You don't need to mean it, I just want to hear you say it!"
Hansol's expression turns sour, and he shakes his head. "I wouldn't even want to speak to anyone who would let such a thing happen to my kitten."
Medics are rushing towards us, one quickly puts a blanket on me and they quickly clean and disinfect my wounds. Hansol holds my hand the entire time with a look of concern on his face and constantly asked me if I was feeling better.
"I missed you so much Hansol!" I cry, "Why couldn't you come sooner?!" He pats my back. "I'm sorry Joshie, we really tried to help the police finish the investigation as soon as we could." He rubs my back, "I love you so much Joshua, I'm so glad you're safe now." I pull him in for another kiss "I love you too Hansol, I could only think of you the entire time, I missed you so much I thought I would go mad."
He kisses my forehead, "It's alright, from now on, I won't ever let you out of my sight and I will always protect you." he says in English, "You know why? Because Joshua Hong is the only one I will ever love this much, and he deserves so much." He starts playing with my hair, just like how he always did in Pledis
For the first time in about a month, I smile. My lips crack a bit, but it doesn't matter. Hansol smiles back and leans down to kiss me. He was actually here! I missed the comforting rhythm of his lips, his wonderfully soft lips.
Oh God, if this is a dream, please don't ever let me wake up.
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Sorry if this chapter was a bit unsatisfying. I'm trying to write as much as I can in case I can't publish on Wattpad in China.
