Blood, Sweat and Tears. -In The Devils Clutch

Chapter 4: Baby boy

Author's note:

This chapter is rated 18+. The following chapters (chapter 5 & 6) WILL contain 21+ content and will be rated mature. If you do not wish to read about the graphic content, you can skip to chapter 7. 

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Jimin wakes up cold and disorientated. At first, he thinks that it's just the alcohol to blame but it takes him less than three seconds and the pain in his wrists and muscles to bring him back to reality. He groans and something underneath him shifts, whispering out half-muted orders. "Jin, he's awake!" Jimin blinks his eyes open, lifting a hand to cover them. A few minutes later and he's eyes have adjusted to the light. 

He removes his hand only to see Jungkook staring down at him. He's gripped from underneath his arms and pulled further up Jungkooks lap, whom Jimin now realizes was his cushion. He's quickly handed some water in a flimsy plastic cup yet Jimin gulps it down, ignoring the rubbery taste that fills his mouth. Also handed some food and he does his best to swallow the stale, dry bread but some bits get caught in his throat and it takes some painful pats on the back to swallow it down.

"W-what happened?" he makes out, voice scratchy and quiet. Jungkook stares down at him with watering eyes. Jimin looks around at his best friends all crowded around him, he can see fresh tears in their eyes, too. No one answers and instead Taehyung leaps across the concrete floor to engulf Jimin in a hug. Jimin hugs back, trying, but to no avail, to make sense of the mess of words coming out of Taehyungs mouth. "Tae?" Taehyung quietly sits back and avoids looking in Jimins eyes. Suddenly, a thought comes to his mind and he sits up, eyes wide and searching the dimly lit room. "W-where's Burn face?" There's a sudden frenzy around him.

Taehyung looks away, crying into Yoongis shoulder. Jin and Hoseok turn to look at Namjoon, who sighs and looks at Jimin. "He's gone, Jiminie, okay? He- he'll be back, but for now- for now, he's gone." Jimin tries all he can to relax, but now that the thought has crossed his mind there's no calming down. "H-how long? How long do we have?" he speaks quickly, tensed and rigid in Jungkooks arms. His eyes are fixated on the door, and it's Yoongis turn to speak. "We don't know, but I'm guessing we have a few hours, okay? Please, relax Jimin. I-" his voice catches and he coughs, looking away as his eyes begin to water.

Before he knows it, Jimin's crying too, and he's violently shaking in Jungkooks arms, who can do nothing but hold Jimin tightly and rub his arms. Whispering what he hopes are comforting words into Jimins ear. "Baby, please don't cry." Jungkook makes out, holding Jimin tight.

The nickname 'baby' wasn't anything new to Jimin; Jungkook calls him that a lot, but the others take extra notice. "He's gonna hurt me, isn't he?" Jimin says crying into Jungkooks chest. The boys look at each other, fear in their eyes. No one answers. In an attempt to lighten up the mood, Hoseok chucks a small grin at the two.

"Baby, huh? You two got something you want to share?" Jungkook blushes, turning his head so that it's buried in the crook of Jimins neck and Jimin simply sniffs, feeling his own face heat up at the assumption. "B-back off, Hoseok or should I start talking about you and Yoongi?" he answers confidently. Yoongi splutters in indignation and for a moment it's just as though they're home again, all of them together, banter over dinner. But they're not and Jimin does notice Taehyungs slight frown at his words, Hoseoks furious blushing and Yoongis slightly baffled expression as he glances at Tae, but now isn't the time. He'll talk to the three another time. Because there will be another time, he's certain. They will get out of this. He wipes his eyes and notices his blood stained hands properly for the first time.

"Ah, damn it," he whispers, looking down to see his shirt barely there and his ankle still chained up and bruised. The others follow his gaze, and quickly rush into action. Jin reaches behind him to pull out a first-aid box. "We're just going to clean you up, okay?" Jimin nods, reaching for Jungkooks hand as Seokjin nears, holding some antiseptic and a cotton pad. "This will sting and I'm sorry about that, but afterwards I'll put on some bandages and you'll be all fixed up, okay?" Jimin nods again, daring to ask the question that's been bugging him. "Why do you think Burn face gave us all this?" the members freeze and Jimin can feel Jungkook stiffen behind him. "I- we don't know." Namjoon answers for the rest of the group, but judging by how Jungkook doesn't completely relax, Jimin is lead to assume that there's something more to it, but he doesn't ask. 

He's scared to know what the answer might be.

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An hour later and Jimin has his wrists all bandaged up when they hear a loud banging noise that seems to be coming from above them. They hear what sounds like a gunshot and a cut-off scream before loud stomping is sounded all around them and the muffled shouting continues. Their quiet muttering is instantly stopped as they all stare up at the ceiling in horror. Jungkook can feel Jimin begin to start shaking in his arms and he pulls the man closer and glares up towards the ceiling, one of the lamps is waving slowly. Jimin doesn't really understand why they're here, not really and he wishes that they never went clubbing.

It's Hoseok and Taehyung who speak up next, although everyone is shocked when the harsh silence is suddenly broken and Jungkook feels Jimin slightly jump. "We're gonna get out of here, you know." Hoseok states it, and although his voice isn't loud, the strict tone leaves no room for discussion. "We are alive." Taehyung quickly agrees, leaning into Hoseoks side as the older man wraps an arm around his shoulders. 

Jungkook hums in agreement and the rest of the group look around at each other, nodding. If this were any other situation, Jungkook would laugh at the way they're all acting and making stupid pacts, but they're here and it's real, and they're stuck. Jimin just turns; burying his head in Jungkooks neck and Jungkook lets his head drop so that it's resting on the blonde fluffs of Jimins hair. Ignoring the looks from the other men, he shuts his eyes and attempts to get some sleep.

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Jungkook is awoken by Jimin roughly shaking his shoulder, eyes blown wide and filled with pure terror. His hands are shaking and Jungkook can see his eyes beginning to water.

"T-they're back, Kookie. I- I don't know-"

Jungkook interrupts Jimin before the man can work himself into even more of a frenzy. "Stop, stop, okay? They won't hurt you. I won't let them." he knows he's feeding Jimin a lie but he just wants him to calm down. He hates seeing Jimin like this, scared, and looking as though he would rather be anywhere else. Jungkook grips Jimins hands, placing them at his sides before taking him into a hug. Not knowing if they actually will get out of this alive if Jungkook refuses to let Jimin get hurt, he dares himself. Placing a soft kiss on the elders' cheek, he lingers there as he hears Jimins breath hitch. He feels wetness touch his lips and it only takes him half a second to realize that Jimin is crying again. He opens his mouth to say something before he's roughly ripped away from Jimin.

"No!" Jimin yells, voice scratchy, and he struggles in Burn face's hold. He has twisted his arm behind his back. Jimins captor simply laughs, watching Jimin struggle. Fresh tears fall down his face as he continues to attempt to get out of the grip he's in. Kicking, biting, scratching and anything else he can. Burn face's smirk is now gone, rapidly being replaced with one of anger and annoyance.

"Alright, shut up now." he says, shaking Jimin who doesn't even pause for a second. " I said, shut up!" Burn face raises his voice on the end, spinning Jimin around and slamming him into the wall. "You hear me?" his hand is covering Jimins mouth, who glares and bites down as hard as he can. Burn face lets go just for a second as he curses repeatedly, but it's enough for Jimin, who is much smaller, to dodge out of his grip and leap towards Jungkook who is being chained down by two of Burn face's men.

Unfortunately, everyone else in the room is also being restrained, two on one. But Jimin doesn't get far and Burn face turns around and kicks Jimin in the back sending him sprawling over the floor. His hands go out to brace himself as he turns onto the side at the last minute. He groans, rolling over but is hauled to his feet instantly. He's pushed against the wall as he feels the familiar cuffs being placed on his wrists, body filling with dread. Struggling proves futile. Burn face orders out a command, "Alright men. Baby boy here didn't behave as well as I had hoped, so I'm not going to have any mercy on him now then, am I." The room is filled with a chorus of laughs as four more men walk in.

"Bring me the toys. Oh and don't forget the collar"