BTS Kidnapped

Intruders

Jimin POV
We're driving to our building to start practicing the dances to our new songs. I'm sitting in a van next to Namjoon, Yoongi is next to him, then J-hope. In the back is Taehyung and Jungkook and Jin. Our producer left us in the capable hands of our driver José. The ride has been about thirty minutes so far, thirty more minutes to go. I put my head on Namjoons shoulder. He half smiles and continues playing on his phone. Yoongi is asleep, his head against the window, twisting his neck in an uncomfortable position.
We suddenly pull over and Tae taps on my shoulder. "Jiminie, how much longer do we have?"
"Like twenty five minutes," I say, looking back at him. He sighs and lays his head back on Jungkook's lap.
José opens his door then turns to us, "I'm going on a quick bathroom break, you guys sit tight." We all nod and continue sulking in the quiet.
Jungkook strokes Taehyung's hair while J-hope attempts to braid Jin's.
My door opens and I whip my head around as large men burst into the car at all angles. Two in the front seats, one crawling into the back, and one pushing me and the rest to the side. The doors all shut and lock as we mummer in confusion.
"Y'all shut up," one of them yelled as I clung to Namjoon. Yoongi wakes up and glances around.
The van begins moving and we are completely trapped. I'm petrified with fear, I can hear Jungkook whimpering behind me.

We arrive at a small building. They open the doors and shove us inside. The room is large, made of concrete, and only has that one door. There are seven beds in the corner plus a couch and a small coffee table. The shove us to sit on the large couch and we all do.
"Take your damn shoes off!" One of them yells, Jungkook is wearing his Iron Man socks, I'm embarrassed for him.

Namjoon POV
I feel like I'm disappointing my hyungs by not doing anything right now. I'm the leader and I'm just sitting here letting this happen to us. Hoseok looks terrified, Tae looks traumatized, Jungkook looks like he's seen a ghost, Jimin is awfully quiet, Jin looks like he just lost his child, and Yoongi is stone faced.
One of them men approaches Jungkook and puts his hand on his cheek. I internally cringe. "Such a pretty face," he says softly before slapping Jungkook. I jump up and start yelling.
"You don't mess with him, hear me? Don't touch any of them, I don't care if you hurt me, just leave them alone!" I yelled, challenging my kidnapper. I was the next to be smacked. I didn't dare begin throwing punches, they were much larger than us. Jungkook started crying silently.
The men lined up and stared at us. "BTS, you're no longer celebrities. Your lives are basically over now. We've sold all of you, separately. This will be your last few days together. Your cell phones are useless, we've taken them all. Would you each like to know who you're going to?" The largest man asks. I start to shake in anger.

Jungkook POV
I'm so scared. I feel so weak from crying, but I can't control myself. I never imagined this would turn out like this. Once he asked the question, I looked him in the eye.
"Jungkook seems to want to know," he says aloud and my hyungs look at me. "You'll find out..." They say then leave, smirking. My stomach churns and I can't breathe.
Jin seems to notice my panic attack and comes over to me. He pats my hair and tries comforting me, but I'm still afraid. They warned me that fame could lead to this, I should've believed them.