Park of Winter's fall. | Jimin FF

Chapter 5

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[TAEHYUNG'S P.O.V]
[3:15P.M.]

I struggled to keep my cool as I got dressed for the day, because I didn't want others to be immediately suspicious of me.

Why was I getting dressed? It's not that we can leave the building, or anything. All of us have been stuck here, guarded, and watched over 24/7.
We have no schedules.
We don't go anywhere.
Not because we don't want to, but because we physically can't.
We are on total lockdown due to the investigation. It's been super hard for us. It doesn't ever feel like it gets any easier. But now that I have heard from Jimin finally, a little weight felt like it has been lifted from my shoulders and I could breathe a little better.
Jungkook is still missing, but I trust Jimin.
I know he will stand by his word and help recover Jungkook.
I have to be strong for him.
So that's why, I need to go to Jimin's room stealthily and retrieve the things he needs.

Clothes.
Money.

It will be hard not to be under suspicion of the other members in what I'm doing, but I have to do my best for Jungkook's sake.
He's relying on us all.

I sigh, getting up and leaving out of my room to head to the room Jimin once shared with J-hope.

"No pun intended, but I'm hoping J-hope won't be too suspicious of me going in there asking for some of Jimin's things. I just pray he isn't occupying that room so I don't have to have a confrontation with him."

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Taehyung crept down the hall, but not before peeking around the corner to make sure no one was in close proximity. He absolutely hated sneaking around like this behind his member's backs, but what they don't know, won't hurt them.
This is necessary to ensure the survival of Jungkook and he truly believed that Jimin could find him. It isn't like the police have furthered the investigation at all. Nothing has happened, nor has any info surfaced about the kidnapper or the whereabouts of our Maknae.

So the less that the other guys know about our little phone call and meeting later, the better.

He got to the spot where he needed to be at, making sure to look around for any other members that may be in or around the area. It was an all clear so he quietly turned back to Hoseok's door and gently knocked. He held his breath, praying to whatever god that could hear him that he would not be in his room at this time.
His heart pounded heavily in his chest. The suspense was seriously killing him.
But to his luck, there wasn't an answer.

'Could he be asleep perhaps? Or playing video games?' Taehyung asked himself.
Just then, a voice sounded from behind him which made him freeze dead in his tracks.

"What are you doing?"

Taehyung cursed under his breath and turned back to face the person who had happened upon him.
It was Jin.

Phew! Thank god.

"Um..." He stuttered softly, looking at Jin like a deer who was caught in the headlights of a truck.
"Is Hyung in his room?"
"Hoseok? No, I don't think so. I think he's down in the studio, practicing. Why?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"Ah. Well, you see. I accidentally left something in there. One of my good drawing pens. I just need it back."
Jin laughed. "Okay. Well, go get it. I'm sure he won't care. Just don't go snooping okay?"
"Yeah, sure thing. Thanks, Hyung."
"No problem. I'm gonna go get started on lunch. Come by, okay?"

"Y-yeah. I'll try."

They both nodded to one another and Seokjin finally left Taehyung alone.
"Shit. Thank God it was just Jin. I think if it were any of the others, they would be suspicious right away and I would be busted."

He took a deep breath in and opened the door, slipping inside to gather the items Jimin asked for.

"Time to get in and get out before the other members come around here or before they wake up." He rubbed his forehead and went to Jimin's side of the room. It was pretty empty looking. Most of his papers and books were gone. But they left his clothes.

"Bingo!" He smirked and carefully took a few articles of clothing off the rack, folding them nice and neatly as he hunted for a suitcase to stick them in.

"Jimin, all I know is... is that you fucking owe me big time!"

[END: CHAPTER 5]