What Love? // p.jm ✔️

// Chapter 17 \\

Over the past few days, Jimin has been communicating with his best investigators back and forth, but there hasn't been any trace of Nayeon. We've asked everywhere, even her parents don't know where she is. Apparently, she just packed all of her things and took off. However, suspiciously they wouldn't let us into their home. We felt that they were hiding something. They were our only lead, so we drove back out to their home.

The mansion was completely secluded from the city of Seoul, making me apprehensive.

I couldn't get my mind off Nayeon, at all.

How can a person be that desperate for love?

She's crossed the line and I'll do anything to give her what she deserves.

It was around a 2 hour drive to her parent's mansion and I'd say we were about an hour in. The whole time I've been staring out the window like always, while Jimin was far too intently focused on the road to even notice my presence. Obviously something was eating at his mind.

"Jimin." No response.

"Jiminnn~" I said in a sing-song voice - still, no response.

A mischievous smirk creeped up my lips as I slowly sneaked my hand down to his crotch area and palmed his dick. Instantly Jimin reacted and shot his head at me, shocked.

"What the hell, Ara!" I giggled at seeing his reaction. How cute; he's flustered. Jimin's cheeks picked up a pink hue and I cupped both of his cheeks.

"What's wrong, baby? You seem a little out of it, for real. Talk to me."

All of a sudden, the car came to a halt as I finished my last sentence.

Jimin turned to me and engulfed my lips into a sudden heated kiss. Just as quickly as he did this, the quicker he ended it.

"I feel so fucking guilty. I feel so guilty for letting this happen. I should've been more careful with Nayeon, I should've-" I cut him off my covering his mouth with my hand.

"Stop. None of this is your fault. She bought this upon herself, and we're going to end it. Okay? She may be crazy, but she wouldn't dare lay a finger on Seoyeon or my mother. She's waiting. I know she is. Waiting for us to make a move." I spoke as calmly as I could, though the thoughts raging in my head were the opposite of my current behavior. It's a necessity keep my emotions under control, for Jimin. I had to be strong for him; he's been acting more vulnerable than I have and not the other way around. This was killing him, and that fact made me want to burst out into tears right at that moment.

He blames himself for this. It's not right. Nayeon truly has an emotional impact on him.

I looked Jimin straight in the eyes and reassured him as much as I could.

"Let's keep moving, okay? Before the others get impatient."

Behind us were 2 cars - Jimin employed his best bodyguards in case of an emergency. In those 2 cars 3 men each were in them. These bodyguards are extremely close with Jimin - they are his childhood friends. Before we left I got the chance to meet all of them. Once we announced our relationship to them, they were ecstatic. I enjoyed their company, and I hoped I would see them often in the future.

In total there were 6 men.

First, Min Yoongi. He's the grandpa of the group, and the second eldest. He's an extreme bed enthusiast - he loves to sleep.

Kim Seokjin, the oldest and father of the group - he cracks unfunny dad jokes. Well, unfunny to all the other boys. I personally laughed at the jokes he bombarded me with.

Jung Hoseok. This man is a literal ball of sunshine. He's so cheerful and positive and I think I may favor him.

Kim Namjoon. He's extremely respectful and resembles a leader and role model to the others. Without him, the group would "crash and fall apart," as I quote from Jimin. I get a CEO vibe from Namjoon, honestly.

Kim Samuel. The baby of the group and almost as tall as Seokjin. I could tell he was pretty shy, since he would only sneak glances at me here and there.

Kim Taehyung. His voice was as deep as the Pacific Ocean. Extremely laidback and casual, he had a very positive aura as well.

Jimin nodded and gave me one last peck and started to drive again.

I wasn't taking well care of myself. Jimin urged me to eat and I didn't over these past 3 days. Sleep? Don't know her either, man. I was deprived of everything.

All I wanted was my family back, and with that, I drifted off to sleep, hoping with my entire being that Seoyeon and mom were okay.

"Hmm.." I stirred as I began to regain consciousness. I tried stretching my arms out, but failed to do so.

Then it hit me.

I wasn't in the car anymore.

Both my hands and ankles were bound to a chair, and my body ached terribly.

As my vision became clearer, I was in a dark, dimly lit room. Across from me, Seoyeon and my mom lay on the floor, their arms also tied back harshly. Bruises patterned their bodies like paint, and my heart ached at the sight. I could see their lapped, heavy breathing, chests heaving in unison. What the hell had Nayeon done to them! What had she done to me!

(A/N: Ouuuuuu 😏 drama llama up in here 💜💜)