Taehyung's POV:
"Namjoon hyung!" I yell.
"Yeah?" he answers, glued to his phone, probably blowing up Luca-ya's phone, like I am.
"I can't reach her," I say.
"Neither can I," Namjoon replies.
"I can't either," Jin says.
"Nothing here," Hoseok says.
"Not a thing," Jungkook says, trying to stay calm.
"Nothing," Jimin says, looking broken.
"Dammit," Yoongi whisper curses angrily, "she won't answer."
"What is going on? Where is she?" I ask frustrated and scared.
"If we knew, don't you think we'd be out looking for her or getting her?" Jimin retaliates.
"Shut up Jimin," I say, silently telling him not to press my buttons. I love all of the members, Jimin included, but it's gonna take some time to move past all that's happened. I don't usually get this upset, but I love Luca. Even if she doesn't love me back, I won't stop loving her, because deep down, she loves me too. Just not enough.
"Okay," Jungkook says, doing his best to not lose it. Luca is like his little sister, and he's dying inside.
"Yoongi, after you came back, you said there was a note right?" Kook asks.
"Yeah, I have it here," he says, pulling it out, "it said she was going to visit Jinho, her best friend."
"Yeah," Jungkook says, examining the note, "that doesn't really help much."
"Wait, didn't her and Jinho stop talking?" Jin asks.
"Yeah they did. I remember because Luca made me go shopping with her," Hoseok says.
"So maybe she went to catch up? I mean, they were best friends," I say.
"Taehyung, once girls stop talking past a week, it's over," Jim says.
"True," Hobi says.
"So why would she say she was going to see Jinho?" Jungkook asks. The silent Jimin comes up and looks at the note too.
"She didn't," Yoongi says.
"What do you mean? Of course she did, the note is right here with her name," I snap.
"This isn't her handwriting," he snaps back.
"You know the notes she leaves for us sometimes at the studio when she says she's gonna be late or something? The handwriting on this looks nothing like hers," Jimin says.
"She left a note on the fridge a couple days back, let me see if it's still up there," Jungkook says, and walk over towards the refrigerator. He plucks something off and comes back.
"I see it now," Kook says.
"Me too," Hobi says.
"Definitely not hers," Jin says.
"So who's?" I almost shout. No answer.
"Uh guys," Namjoon says, who is holding the note with a pen in hand.
"What?" Yoongi asks, concerned.
"Leaving to see Jinho wasn't the only thing the note said," he says, going pale, "I realized that it was a code, and I cracked it but..... "
"Namjoon, the fuck did the note say?!" Yoongi shouts, his worry disguising itself as anger.
"It says, 'She's mine again'," Joon says, fearful. I go blank, not understanding. Or, I think, not wanting too.
Jimin's POV:
Taehyung sits down at the kitchen table, blank, Yoongi sinks to the floor, clenching and unclenching his fists, his face a mix between pure, true fear and a murderous anger. I can only pray for whoever is gonna receive the end of that. Jungkook starts crying, like breaking down all the way, and so does Hoseok, though Mr. Sunshine is holding it together better, so he's comforting Jungkook. Jungkook is worried about his little sis. Yoongi, me, and Tae are the boys who are fighting for her hand, Hobi is her best friend, Jungkook is her older brother, and Namjoon and Jin are her dad and mom. At least, in the BTS family. Namjoon and Jin are just looking at each other, and whispering. What's going on? How could this happen? How could I hurt her like that? Jungkook, Taehyung, and Yoongi have completely avoided me, only talking to me when absolutely necessary. Jin, Hobi, and Namjoon will talk to me, and yesterday Namjoon filled me in on what happened after I was sent to my room, and Hobi and Jin filled in Taehyung. I hit her so hard she had to get stitches. I'm horrible. That's not love. That's pain. I can't surround her with that. Yoongi or Taehyung would be better for her, and now we don't even know if we'll see her again. Ever. Did I send her away? Oh god, probably. But no. It couldn't have been me, because the note. Who has her? I wish it was me. I wish I could trade her places. I hope she can forgive me. I know now that she can never love me like that, but I can't stop loving her. Where are you Luca? Who has you? Are you okay? Are you happy? I love you Luca, I'm so so sorry. I'm so sorry. Are you dead? Jesus fucking christ. Please no. Take me. I start sobbing into my palms. Why her?
Yoongi's POV:
It's been a full minute since Namjoon exposed what the note said. Taehyung sat down, Jimin started bawling, Jungkook and Hoseok are also crying and comforting each other, and Namjoon and Jin are staring at each other, nervously whispering. I just sank to the ground. I didn't realize I was clenching my fists so hard until my palms started bleeding from where my nails had cut them open. I keep going from the most undescribable fear to the most fiery, burning, hate filled rage. If I find out who did this, I will be their Satan. No one, no one, touches my princess. Whoever did this, is as good as dead. But what if she's already dead? No. No she isn't. She can't. She just cannot be dead. I can't live without her. Literally. If she's dead, I can't keep going. I'd really honestly probably kill myself. I didn't get to properly tell her I love her. Why why why why why! GOD DAMMIT. WHY FUCKING WHY. I get up and scream as I take a plate sitting on the table and throw it at the wall. It shatters and fall to the floor.
"FUCK!" I scream. I made everyone jump twice in less than ten seconds. Great.
"SHIT!" I scream.
I yell several other strings of obscenities that would send my grandmother into cardiac arrest. After I can't breathe, Namjoon comes over to me and hugs me. I lean into him and let it out.
"Oh Namjoon," I sob, thankful for my best friend who can handle me like no one else, except Luca. That makes me sob even harder.
"I didn't get to tell her how I feel. What if it's too late now?" I choke out, looking up at his face. He's crying so hard, his whole body is shaking, but he's a silent crier.
"We can't think like that hyung," he says to me, pulling me tighter in the hug. I'm choking on my tears, and it becomes hard to breathe. I honestly hope I suffocate. All I want is her.
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His Toy
FanfictionM.Y.G. *Partial Smut* "Somehow Toy, you keep getting taken from me," he growls, angry with himself for letting it happen so much. "And somehow Daddy, you love me enough to keep saving me," I whisper in his ear. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon...
