Taehyung's Noona (J-hopeXreader)

Taeyang has had Enough

Tae's POV

I'm sitting at home trying to think of where that fucking waste of space could have taken Noona. We went in the direction that Hobi-hyung said he saw them go but we didn't know where he could have gone. I didn't see any houses that looked familiar. We gave up and went home to think.

Hobi-hyung is freaking out. He won't stop crying and worrying about her. I can see how much he loves Noona. It warms my heart. I've never seen dumbass like this ever. I hope she gives him a hard time until she can escape or we find her.

I heard my and Hobi-hyung's phones ding. I dive and grab mine. It's a text from Noona. I open it.

*Don't come for me. I still love Hee-chul. I forgave him. He showed how much he still loves me. Hoseok I'm sorry but I didn't love you. You were a rebound because of how much I missed him. We planned this together before we went to the amusement park*

What the actual fuck?

This isn't right. I know it isn't. Noona wouldn't do this. She isn't that mean. Either this was Hee-chul or he forced her to send this. I look to Hyung. He's frozen. His face is blank. Does he believe her?

"Hyung this wasn't her. I bet he sent this from her phone. She isn't this mean. Don't believe it. You know she wouldn't do this," I try to assure him.

He just looks at me and slightly nods. His eyes tear up again. "I promise you Hobi-hyung we will find her. Suga-hyung come here please and hurry!"

He hurries downstairs and darts in. I show him the text. He narrows his eyes.

"There is no fucking way this was her. She isn't the type of person to say those things. If she really wanted to go back to him she would meet up in person with us. Or at least call," he says. "That's what I thought," I agreed.

"Wait. We can use this to our advantage. This dumbass just gave us a first class ticket to finding Noona. Can I have your phone? I have an idea," Hyung says hurriedly. I give him a confused look but give it to him. He runs out and upstairs. I pull Hoseok-hyung from the floor and drag him along with me to follow him.

Suga POV

This is perfect. That dumbass didn't realize that phones are easy to track, especially iPhones. I run upstairs and barge into the office. Namjoon is writing to keep from worrying too much. It also helps him think.

"Namjoon. Can you track phones?" I ask him. I'm sure he can. Mr. 148 IQ. He looks at me questioningly but nods his head. "Good. Tae and J-Hope both got a text from Noona's phone. We need to track it so we can find her," he gets up quickly and takes Tae's phone. He goes to work.

"Oh that's why you wanted my phone," I hear Tae from behind me. He's holding a broken Hobi. I frown at him. I feel so bad. He finally got her only for her to be taken from him. I haven't seen him this upset and stressed since pre-debut.

"I got it!" Namjoon exclaims. "Fantastic! Let's go! We can't waste anymore time!" I dart to the door and help Tae with Hobi. I pull him along with me downstairs and to my car. I hear Tae and Namjoon calling the others to come along.

At Taeyang's place

Taeyang's POV

I can't believe I agreed to this. I didn't know he would go this far. I'm not letting it go further. Hee-chul fell asleep on the sofa and (Y/N) is trying to loosen the ties to escape. I very carefully got off the sofa and took her phone.

"What's your password?" I ask her quietly. She looks at me blankly. I don't blame her.

"Why?" She whispers back. "I'm going to call your brother and tell him where we are just in case they don't realize your plan with the text. By the way that was brilliant," I whisper proudly. She chuckles.

"Thank you, why are you helping me though?" She tilts her head.

I sigh. "Because you don't need this bs and he's an ass. I don't know why I'm friends with him. Trust me when I say I no longer am," I answer firmly. I don't need this drama either.

She nods and smiles. "Thank you for helping. My password is 021894." She smiles after that. Must be an important set of numbers. I chuckle lightly, she's cute. I punch the numbers in and walk into the kitchen so I don't wake that idiot up.

"Hello? Noona?" I hear Taehyung panicking.

"It's not (Y/N). It's Taeyang. I'm here to help.I'm so sorry for all this bs. Did you guys get the text from Hee-chul?" There was a silence.

"Yes. I knew that wasn't her. Is she okay?"

"Yes. She's fine. That dumbass tied her up, though. That's why I called. If you haven't gotten that you can track phones I was calling to tell you we are at my house. I'll text you the address. Please hurry. I'm only calling because he's asleep. I'm sure it won't be for long," I spoke quick just in case he wakes up.

"Thank you, hyung. We will be there as soon as possible. Please keep her safe," Tae says. He sounds stressed and exhausted. I feel so bad. "I will. Annyeong." "Annyeong."

I hang up and quickly text the address. Then I deleted it after it sent and deleted the call so he doesn't know what I did. I went back into the lounge and put her phone back how it was. Luckily he is still passed out. I sat back down and went back on my laptop. I'm writing new songs for my next album.

"Are the boys coming?" (Y/N) whispers. I nod. She smiles gratefully. I return it and continue typing away.

I hope they don't take long.

✨one or 2 chapters left. Maybe 3 depending on how I want this to end✨ Saranghae 💖